<?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-6564799135970749160</id><updated>2012-02-07T01:12:09.877-05:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='organization'/><category term='Missionettes and Royal Rangers'/><category term='music'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='nothing important to say'/><category term='blog'/><category term='recording'/><category term='prayer requests'/><category term='Speakers'/><category term='bargains'/><category term='Gift Ideas'/><category term='too funny'/><category term='Summer Fun'/><category term='family'/><category term='free stuff'/><category term='mom'/><category term='Other uses for...'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='work'/><category term='fun places to go'/><category term='God Stories'/><category term='places to stay'/><category term='kids'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Plain and Simple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-615497961775989494</id><published>2009-11-14T20:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:26:00.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Yummy Shepherd's Pie</title><content type='html'>Yummy Shepherd's Pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this for the first time a few months ago. It is now one of our favorites and we make it frequently. I have looked at several recipes for shepherd's pie. This seemed to me the easiest and the tastiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYcR1zduI/AAAAAAAAA8k/SLMUKSO3FVA/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391891159229626082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYcR1zduI/AAAAAAAAA8k/SLMUKSO3FVA/s320/DSC00380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dice and boil potatoes. Personally I don't peel them before cooking. It's the dietitian in me. If it grosses you out, then peel them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYXfEch_I/AAAAAAAAA8c/cY2DmzBY6vA/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391891076881352690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYXfEch_I/AAAAAAAAA8c/cY2DmzBY6vA/s320/DSC00381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brown onion and ground beef.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYFXCE5II/AAAAAAAAA8U/ojv3AfwFBy4/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890765486285954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYFXCE5II/AAAAAAAAA8U/ojv3AfwFBy4/s320/DSC00382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Add veggies. Continue cooking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYAUcWOfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/WzkKb4WhVv0/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890678891821554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYAUcWOfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/WzkKb4WhVv0/s320/DSC00383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Add worcestershire sauce and broth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPX7TGc-nI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IQHCM-Y1yME/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890592632207986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPX7TGc-nI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IQHCM-Y1yME/s320/DSC00385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sprinkle with flour. Mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mash Potatoes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXz9RjzhI/AAAAAAAAA78/5eKR0rkeKEI/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890466514128402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXz9RjzhI/AAAAAAAAA78/5eKR0rkeKEI/s320/DSC00386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXtrm0mJI/AAAAAAAAA70/fdXNxjZTOcw/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890358692255890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXtrm0mJI/AAAAAAAAA70/fdXNxjZTOcw/s320/DSC00388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXmpxjsSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/uypWRI4VzRA/s1600-h/DSC00388%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890237941330210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXmpxjsSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/uypWRI4VzRA/s320/DSC00388%231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXjKgIY7I/AAAAAAAAA7k/CDOqrtDI29w/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890178007131058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXjKgIY7I/AAAAAAAAA7k/CDOqrtDI29w/s320/DSC00389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Add meat mixture to pan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXcyI79fI/AAAAAAAAA7c/UWHxw7JOYXA/s1600-h/DSC00390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890068388181490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXcyI79fI/AAAAAAAAA7c/UWHxw7JOYXA/s320/DSC00390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spread mashed potatoes on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Shepherd's Pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 lbs ground round beef&lt;br /&gt;1 onion chopped&lt;br /&gt;1-2 cups frozen mixed vegetables&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 - 2 lbs potatoes (3 big ones)&lt;br /&gt;8 tablespoons butter (1 stick)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup beef broth&lt;br /&gt;1 - 2 TBSP flour (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 C warm milk&lt;br /&gt;Salt, pepper, other seasonings of choice&lt;br /&gt;1/2 - 1 C shredded cheddar cheese (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peel and cube potatoes, boil in salted water until tender (about 20 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;While the potatoes are cooking, melt 4 Tablespoons butter (1/2 of a stick) in large frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;Sauté onions in butter until tender over medium heat (10 mins). Add ground beef and sauté until no longer pink. Drain meat if desired. Add salt and pepper. Add the vegetables. Add worcesterchire sauce. Add half a cup of beef broth and cook, uncovered, over low heat for 10 minutes, adding more beef broth as necessary to keep moist. At this point you may sprinkle this mixture with flour, if desired.&lt;br /&gt;Mash potatoes in bowl with milk and remainder of butter, season to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place beef and vegetable mixture in baking dish. (At this point you may sprinkle meat mixture with cheese if desired. I sometimes so this. Most of the time I don't.) Distribute mashed potatoes on top. Rough up with a fork so that there are peaks that will brown nicely. You can use the fork to make some designs in the potatoes as well.&lt;br /&gt;Cook in 400 degree oven until bubbling and brown (about 30 minutes). Broil for last few minutes if necessary to brown potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;Serves 4-6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-615497961775989494?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/615497961775989494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=615497961775989494' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/615497961775989494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/615497961775989494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/yummy-shepherds-pie.html' title='Yummy Shepherd&apos;s Pie'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPYcR1zduI/AAAAAAAAA8k/SLMUKSO3FVA/s72-c/DSC00380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-2206404453624098323</id><published>2009-11-12T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:24:00.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Making Homemade Chocolate Syrup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make Your Own Chocolate Syrup&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, this chocolate syrup is amazing. It tastes so much richer than you-know-who's. It is so easy to make. I will never buy syrup again. Unless of course I find a killer deal. In the Bing house, we make chocolate milk by the gallon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXRIWkSnI/AAAAAAAAA7U/LFlz9--JHOE/s1600-h/DSC00502%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391889868192500338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXRIWkSnI/AAAAAAAAA7U/LFlz9--JHOE/s320/DSC00502%231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Combine dry ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXNFqdAoI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nKED2GRCbU0/s1600-h/DSC00503%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391889798751126146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXNFqdAoI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nKED2GRCbU0/s320/DSC00503%231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Add water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXJYVNNiI/AAAAAAAAA7E/_qT534OMgnc/s1600-h/DSC00504%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391889735042807330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXJYVNNiI/AAAAAAAAA7E/_qT534OMgnc/s320/DSC00504%231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stir to combine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXEAxAlgI/AAAAAAAAA68/C-65Q5mOj0w/s1600-h/DSC00506%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391889642817623554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXEAxAlgI/AAAAAAAAA68/C-65Q5mOj0w/s320/DSC00506%231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stir constantly while boiling to prevent it from boiling over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPW95-6fDI/AAAAAAAAA60/GoSGP2ztCEk/s1600-h/DSC00507%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391889537917680690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPW95-6fDI/AAAAAAAAA60/GoSGP2ztCEk/s320/DSC00507%231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finished product. Boy is it yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Your Own Chocolate Syrup&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 C cocoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 C water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 C sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/8 tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4 tsp. vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix the cocoa and the water in a saucepan. Heat and stir to dissolve the cocoa. Add the sugar, and stir to dissolve. Boil for 3 minutes over medium heat. Stir constantly to prevent it from boiling over. (This comes from experience. Very messy.) Add the salt and the vanilla. Let cool. Pour into a sterile glass jar (or contianer of your choice. I use a chocolate syrup bottle from you-know-who), and store in the refrigerator. Keeps for several months. Yields two cups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2206404453624098323?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2206404453624098323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2206404453624098323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2206404453624098323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2206404453624098323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-homemade-chocolate-syrup.html' title='Making Homemade Chocolate Syrup'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPXRIWkSnI/AAAAAAAAA7U/LFlz9--JHOE/s72-c/DSC00502%231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-1263351917272494481</id><published>2009-11-10T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:34:00.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Bomb - Chapter 7</title><content type='html'>by Evan Bingaman&lt;br /&gt;grade 5, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 7 - Hemisphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff sat up in his bed, sweating like crazy. BOOM! Jeff heard a loud sound in his basement. And. Then. The. World. Blew. Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the story of Jeff and the letter and the package. You are probably wondering how I am alive. Well, I am an alien. But that's a different story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1263351917272494481?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1263351917272494481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1263351917272494481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1263351917272494481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1263351917272494481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/bomb-chapter-7.html' title='The Bomb - Chapter 7'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-2057727433947116406</id><published>2009-11-09T10:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:02:00.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Bomb - Chapter 6</title><content type='html'>by Evan Bingaman&lt;br /&gt;grade 5, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 6 - Time To Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know, Edd." Jeff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prank, It's just a prank." Edd said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO, it's not." Jeff said with fear in his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day...3:10PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to die!" Jeff called out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, Jeff." Edd said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding Dong. "I'll get it," Jeff said. He opened the door. Sitting there was a box. A box with a clown mask in it. Jeff picked up the mask. Inside the mask was a bomb. "Oh my GOSH!!!!" Jeff screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person dressed in black came out of nowhere, grabbed Edd and ran away. "Wait up!" Jeff ran after him sweating. The person got in a plane and took off. "No, No, No!" Jeff moaned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2057727433947116406?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2057727433947116406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2057727433947116406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2057727433947116406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2057727433947116406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/bomb-chapter-6.html' title='The Bomb - Chapter 6'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-4179645709125272108</id><published>2009-11-08T09:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:45:00.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Bomb - Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>by Evan Bingaman&lt;br /&gt;grade 5, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5 - Noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What does Coil mean?" Edd said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It means to-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know what it means," Edd interrupted."I just meant what does it mean in the letter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beats me," Jeff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I better get going, Jeff. See ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bye." Edd runs out the door. 'What does coil mean?' This thought was in Jeff's head all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school..."Whoot!!" Kids were running out of school yelling. "School's out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edd ran up to Jeff. "Hey Jeff. I know what coil means."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff said in a dark voice, "What? You know the word coil?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah." Edd said. "We'll decode the letters into numbers by ABC order, like A equals 1, B equals 2."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edd said, "The number is 315912."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, I'm going to die on 5/9/12 at 3:10 PM." Jeff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, Jeff. That's tomorrow!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4179645709125272108?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4179645709125272108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4179645709125272108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4179645709125272108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4179645709125272108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/bomb-chapter-5.html' title='The Bomb - Chapter 5'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-8191216716051272574</id><published>2009-11-07T09:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:02:30.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Bomb - Chapter 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SvWZX847zPI/AAAAAAAABMg/OgK_VEzP75E/s1600-h/Coil.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;by Evan Bingaman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grade 5, age 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chapter 4 - Coil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Package for you," the UPS man says. Jeff and Edd scream! "What's wrong?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why are you in pink? Edd asks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Because it's dress wacky day at UPS. Can you please get your Mom to sign this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm coming," Jeff's Mother yells. Jeff's mother walks into the room. "Where do I sign?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"NO!" Jeff yells. "DON'T SIGN IT!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why not, Jeff?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Because it's a bomb!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jeff, stop being silly." Jeff's mother signs for the package. "Jeff, it says it's for you again. See ya," The UPS man walks away. Jeff's mother walks away. Jeff opens the package SLOWLY. Inside is a letter. Jeff opens the letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wait, how is there a letter inside a package?" Edd asks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No return address!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What?" Edd asks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I said, No return address." Jeff looks at the letter. It reads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SvWZX847zPI/AAAAAAAABMg/OgK_VEzP75E/s1600-h/Coil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401391964861746418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SvWZX847zPI/AAAAAAAABMg/OgK_VEzP75E/s320/Coil.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8191216716051272574?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8191216716051272574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8191216716051272574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8191216716051272574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8191216716051272574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/bomb-chapter-4.html' title='The Bomb - Chapter 4'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SvWZX847zPI/AAAAAAAABMg/OgK_VEzP75E/s72-c/Coil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-5149823678459479708</id><published>2009-11-03T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:01:40.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Bomb - Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>written by Evan Bingaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grade 5, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3 - Death at Noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?!? that's impossible!" Edd said in a loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look," Jeff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you're right," said Edd. "But the bottom of the words say 'The Movie'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay then, let's go to my house and look on the computer." Jeff said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?" Edd responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see if it is a movie!" Jeff and Edd rush home. Jeff searches '3 hours to Domination'. Jeff scans the computer. "Aha!" Jeff says. Jeff clicks on a link that says '3 hours to Domination - The Movie'. "It says here that it's about a person who thinks the world is going to end, so he tries to blow it up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Phft," Edd starts laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jeff, letter for you," Jeff's mother came down into the basement. Jeff grabs the letter and opens it. Jeff's mother walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What does it say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It says, 'Death at noon. RUN!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me see," Edd grabs the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just a prank maybe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Check the return address." Edd said. Jeff flips the letter over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, doesn't say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Creepy, that's all I have to say!" Edd answered. "It's a prank."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Check the return address."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff flips the letter over. "Nope, it doesn't say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Creepy, that's all I have to say." Edd answered. "It's a prank."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I am going to DIE at noon!" Then they heard a knock on the door. Jeff runs upstairs and opens the door. Standing there was an UPS man dressed in pink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-5149823678459479708?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5149823678459479708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=5149823678459479708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5149823678459479708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5149823678459479708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/bomb-chapter-3.html' title='The Bomb - Chapter 3'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-2467141702827520318</id><published>2009-10-29T10:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:47:00.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Bomb Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>by Evan Bingaman&lt;br /&gt;Grade 5, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2 - Domination&lt;br /&gt;Jeff sat up in his bed. "Just a dream. Better get ready for school."&lt;br /&gt;After school..."I'm telling you, Edd. It was the strangest dream. I mean, it felt so real."&lt;br /&gt;"Like the man dressed in pink?" Edd asked. Jeff suddenly fell to the floor. "Jeff are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tripped over a box...A BOX! Edd, this is the box in my dream!"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, Jeff," Edd said. "Let's open it."&lt;br /&gt;"NO!" Jeff quickly responded. Jeff got up off of the floor. "It may be dangerous, Edd."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Jeff. That's too bad." Edd picked up he box and opened it. "See just a box of clothes. Boy, did that scare you!"&lt;br /&gt;"Clothes?" Jeff said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, see for yourself" Edd gives the box to Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;"You're right, Edd" Jeff said. "But look at this. One of the shirts says 3 hours to domination."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2467141702827520318?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2467141702827520318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2467141702827520318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2467141702827520318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2467141702827520318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/bomb-chapter-2.html' title='The Bomb Chapter 2'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-37601139619378744</id><published>2009-10-28T10:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T10:35:01.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Bomb Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>by Evan Bingaman&lt;br /&gt;Grade 5, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, there was a man. This was an evil man.  I would tell you why but the FBI wouldn't permit it.  What's that, you won't tell...well, okay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1 - The Box&lt;br /&gt;Ding-dong. "Jeff, can you get the door?" Jeff's mother asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't feel like it!" Jeff responded.&lt;br /&gt;"Jeff?"&lt;br /&gt;"Fine Mom, I will."  Jeff ran downstairs and opened the door. "Sup?" Jeff said. Standing there was a tall man dressed in pink.  "Why are you in pink?" Jeff asked.&lt;br /&gt;"My family was in a terrible fire," the man paused. "The only clothes I had left were my sister's.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay?" Jeff said in a weird voice.&lt;br /&gt;"I have a box for you, Jeff" the man said.&lt;br /&gt;"How do you know my name? Jeff said frantically.&lt;br /&gt;"Here is the box, Jeff." Then the man ran away. Jeff opens the box inside is a bomb that says "3 hours to domination."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-37601139619378744?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/37601139619378744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=37601139619378744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/37601139619378744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/37601139619378744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/bomb-chapter-1.html' title='The Bomb Chapter 1'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-294151389071678854</id><published>2009-10-27T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:04:00.111-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Making Homemade Fabric Softener</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We do a lot of laundry at our house.  I used to go through fabric softener like it was going out of style.  It gets really expensive so I found this recipe to make my own.  This costs about $.02 per load (not counting the added water cost).  From one batch, I am able to get 32 loads.  The only fabric I have ever had a problem with while using this softener is my flannel pajamas.  But to be honest, I don't mind a little static on my jammies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to make your own Fabric Softener:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391889062492299138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWiO4q34I/AAAAAAAAA6k/UADu4qBkiJ8/s320/DSC00601%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ingredients: 3 C water, 1 C conditioner, 1 1/2 C vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWoWPQzaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ZU6i5wLRgvk/s1600-h/DSC00600%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391889167545322914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWoWPQzaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ZU6i5wLRgvk/s320/DSC00600%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Start with 3 C water&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWa5mQYBI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ATbXTN1R2MY/s1600-h/DSC00602%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391888936518836242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWa5mQYBI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ATbXTN1R2MY/s320/DSC00602%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Add 1 C conditioner (I use coupons to buy conditioner. I can get a bottle (2 C) for $.50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWUuG8ZJI/AAAAAAAAA6U/qQ8YpwH03VE/s1600-h/DSC00603%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391888830355498130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWUuG8ZJI/AAAAAAAAA6U/qQ8YpwH03VE/s320/DSC00603%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Use a whisk and mix together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWNipnVmI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JChxcAwG3go/s1600-h/DSC00604%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391888707020609122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWNipnVmI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JChxcAwG3go/s320/DSC00604%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Add 1 1/2 Vinegar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWHFa8C6I/AAAAAAAAA6E/P4f7NVedZII/s1600-h/DSC00605%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391888596095208354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWHFa8C6I/AAAAAAAAA6E/P4f7NVedZII/s320/DSC00605%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whisk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPVpj7eUOI/AAAAAAAAA50/bv8ktJqK5bI/s1600-h/DSC00607%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391888088888660194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPVpj7eUOI/AAAAAAAAA50/bv8ktJqK5bI/s320/DSC00607%231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pour into bottle of your choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Homemade Fabric Softener&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 C water&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 1/2 C vinegar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 C hair conditioner (I use Suave)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Measure water into a bowl. Add conditioner. Whisk together.  Add vinegar. Whisk again.  Pour into a container or bottle of your choice.  To use, add to your washer in according to the washers instructions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-294151389071678854?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/294151389071678854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=294151389071678854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/294151389071678854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/294151389071678854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-homemade-fabric-softener.html' title='Making Homemade Fabric Softener'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPWiO4q34I/AAAAAAAAA6k/UADu4qBkiJ8/s72-c/DSC00601%231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-349452289984076452</id><published>2009-10-26T20:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:32:00.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Our decision to send the kids to Bricks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mortar&lt;/span&gt; school was a year long process.  I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homeschooled&lt;/span&gt; since Evan was 3 years old. At the time of him needing to go to preschool, things were very tight for us financially.  I figured there had to be another way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; I decided to school him at home.  Every year we would pray and ask the Lord what He wanted us to do for that year.  We have felt that we were supposed to keep the kids home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year was a really hard year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; me as the teacher.  I felt overwhelmed and burned out.  Evan was in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. Lydia was in 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade. Joshua was in Kindergarten.  I felt throughout the year that I was in a constant battle.  Attitudes, fighting, disrespect.  I realized partway through the year that I didn't like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; any more. I had no joy in doing it.  I started praying and asking the Lord what He wanted for this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the Lord that I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; again because I want to do what He wants me to do.  I also told Him that I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; with a happy heart if that's what He wants for our family.  I never got the desire back. I still had no desire to do it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; praying for a while.  I took that as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;confirmation&lt;/span&gt; about the decision to send them to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the decision was made to send Evan and Lydia to the local public school.  Since that has happened, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; seen such great changes in the kids.  Evan has risen to the occasion.  He uses manners. He is respectful.  Lydia loves being with other kids.  She is such a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to keep Joshua home this year.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Originally&lt;/span&gt;, we wanted to keep the kids home until they had a good foundation, in faith and in education.  Joshua has been doing great since our decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing even better.  The atmosphere in the house is totally different. I love not being stressed. I love not having to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;referee&lt;/span&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPa45xvrwI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yQfgX0UfjBw/s1600-h/DSC00593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893850009612034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPa45xvrwI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yQfgX0UfjBw/s320/DSC00593.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPa0IAYwFI/AAAAAAAAA9k/oBJZ0Hv8LvE/s1600-h/DSC00594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893767929774162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPa0IAYwFI/AAAAAAAAA9k/oBJZ0Hv8LvE/s320/DSC00594.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Lydia's.  We had to wake up Lydia Anne to walk with us.  She still looks sleepy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPawBgVRUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/X1iVOdSlJVM/s1600-h/DSC00595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893697465238850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPawBgVRUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/X1iVOdSlJVM/s320/DSC00595.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the neighborhood kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaqqgMBGI/AAAAAAAAA9U/sH2BVL9SPDg/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893605391271010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaqqgMBGI/AAAAAAAAA9U/sH2BVL9SPDg/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting on the bus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPamTFAX_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/vl5oGMipuG0/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893530383769586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPamTFAX_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/vl5oGMipuG0/s320/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still getting on the bus. There are 13 kids who get on the bus at our stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaiYwH6-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/koHD7h9FGo0/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893463187319778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaiYwH6-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/koHD7h9FGo0/s320/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still, getting on the bus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPadylrSVI/AAAAAAAAA88/1ivQsJk3QTo/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893384223476050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPadylrSVI/AAAAAAAAA88/1ivQsJk3QTo/s320/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lydia and Chloe (a neighbor girl).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaS01j5vI/AAAAAAAAA80/nvjzkqs4Dws/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893195848410866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaS01j5vI/AAAAAAAAA80/nvjzkqs4Dws/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School is done. Joshua couldn't wait for them to get home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaNUsUn8I/AAAAAAAAA8s/ODj6QKz5KEw/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893101320380354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPaNUsUn8I/AAAAAAAAA8s/ODj6QKz5KEw/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome home Lydia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-349452289984076452?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/349452289984076452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=349452289984076452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/349452289984076452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/349452289984076452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPa45xvrwI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yQfgX0UfjBw/s72-c/DSC00593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-4167060811308573753</id><published>2009-10-24T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:53:00.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I Got Some Good News and Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Date: Sept 30th 2009&lt;br /&gt;Event: Joshua lost his first tooth at 6 1/2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;How it happened: We don't really know. Here's the story...Joshua was brushing his teeth after eating lunch when he called out, "Mom! Come here quick!" I went to him and he told me his tooth was missing. I asked him where it was and he said he didn't know. We scoured the house for his missing tooth but to no avail. We never did find it. (Yes, we did check his waste products too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called his pappy and told him, "Pap, I got some good news and bad news. The good news is I lost my tooth. The bad news is I lost my tooth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then requested spaghetti for supper that night so he could suck a noodle through his hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPeHOHQIDI/AAAAAAAAA-M/eVxCdGnxcpE/s1600-h/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391897394521579570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPeHOHQIDI/AAAAAAAAA-M/eVxCdGnxcpE/s320/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPd5a1YmRI/AAAAAAAAA98/fNmvSxYKT_g/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391897157418129682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPd5a1YmRI/AAAAAAAAA98/fNmvSxYKT_g/s320/DSC00627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPdzlPl8DI/AAAAAAAAA90/1B1lO4Oguog/s1600-h/DSC00631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391897057133195314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPdzlPl8DI/AAAAAAAAA90/1B1lO4Oguog/s320/DSC00631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4167060811308573753?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4167060811308573753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4167060811308573753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4167060811308573753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4167060811308573753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-some-good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='I Got Some Good News and Bad News'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPeHOHQIDI/AAAAAAAAA-M/eVxCdGnxcpE/s72-c/DSC00626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-7919093049556750323</id><published>2009-10-23T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:07:00.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Fun'/><title type='text'>Hersheypark Happy</title><content type='html'>This summer we practically spent the whole summer at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hersheypark&lt;/span&gt;.  We decided in September of last year that we wanted to do something special for the kids.  We don't really go on vacation. We might do a day trip every now and then but have never gone on a real vacation.  We decided that we wanted to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; that we could do all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;summer&lt;/span&gt;. $600 later we were the proud owners of 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hersheypark&lt;/span&gt; season passes.  We had so much fun.  We would go once a week with the whole family and then just the kids and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; go an additional time during the week and spend the day there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan's highlight was being able to ride the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stormrunner&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia's highlight was swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Joshua's highlight was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ZooAmerica&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have notice through this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;summer&lt;/span&gt; that I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; old.  There were rides that I can no longer go on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of feeling sick. I can't even watch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Carousel&lt;/span&gt; anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPivh30nyI/AAAAAAAABAU/AJQxPN-2cRM/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391902485066850082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPivh30nyI/AAAAAAAABAU/AJQxPN-2cRM/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia &amp;amp; Joshua on the Howler. I couldn't even watch this ride without being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPh_KazQ0I/AAAAAAAABAM/9POY1A_3wLQ/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901654137389890" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPh_KazQ0I/AAAAAAAABAM/9POY1A_3wLQ/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan &amp;amp; Alan on the Storm Runner.  Evan loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPh6DwTTHI/AAAAAAAABAE/2dy80C3HhTA/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901566449175666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPh6DwTTHI/AAAAAAAABAE/2dy80C3HhTA/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua is a Reese's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhzpmE7UI/AAAAAAAAA_8/TBk1T-sbdKY/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901456347753794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhzpmE7UI/AAAAAAAAA_8/TBk1T-sbdKY/s320/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hersheybar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhuKSE5rI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Ye-2zpTKrG4/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901362043020978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhuKSE5rI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Ye-2zpTKrG4/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Twizzlers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhpV-FuuI/AAAAAAAAA_s/BeHkIJMbgAI/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901279281068770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhpV-FuuI/AAAAAAAAA_s/BeHkIJMbgAI/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia on the Scrambler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhk3hBmYI/AAAAAAAAA_k/iYJ94QZtNZ4/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901202386622850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhk3hBmYI/AAAAAAAAA_k/iYJ94QZtNZ4/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most boring ride - The Frog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hopper&lt;/span&gt;. (I like this one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhas8DldI/AAAAAAAAA_c/M0yzwHG7x30/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901027748517330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhas8DldI/AAAAAAAAA_c/M0yzwHG7x30/s320/DSC00610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua's last year to ride kiddie rides.  He liked the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dino&lt;/span&gt; ride,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhSYsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA_U/o5Of2Jd2my8/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391900884873709938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhSYsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA_U/o5Of2Jd2my8/s320/DSC00611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua loved watching the animal demonstrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhMdiHebI/AAAAAAAAA_M/0nbQEfr3-is/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391900783095019954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPhMdiHebI/AAAAAAAAA_M/0nbQEfr3-is/s320/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the times we have been to Zoo America, the bears were always sleeping. We were amazed the one time we were there and the bear was awake! There was one bear who was sitting in the water. There was a bee who kept flying around his nose. He was really funny when he would bat the bee away.  Joshua got a huge kick out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7919093049556750323?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7919093049556750323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7919093049556750323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7919093049556750323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7919093049556750323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/hersheypark-happy.html' title='Hersheypark Happy'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPivh30nyI/AAAAAAAABAU/AJQxPN-2cRM/s72-c/DSC00251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-341805447889229811</id><published>2009-10-21T14:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:59:00.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Funny Kid Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is what happens when young people take your phone without you knowing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is the world from their point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcTTu94cI/AAAAAAAABDc/CVjmiA1seb4/s1600-h/DSC00414-713131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176878142218690" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcTTu94cI/AAAAAAAABDc/CVjmiA1seb4/s320/DSC00414-713131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcUCPuKyI/AAAAAAAABDs/-M-jZcaMQIk/s1600-h/DSC00416-716147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176890627631906" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcUCPuKyI/AAAAAAAABDs/-M-jZcaMQIk/s320/DSC00416-716147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcUgKmGsI/AAAAAAAABD0/wE7NS8mehZE/s1600-h/DSC00417-718311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176898659195586" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcUgKmGsI/AAAAAAAABD0/wE7NS8mehZE/s320/DSC00417-718311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcVEHwPuI/AAAAAAAABD8/111JOJ2P__Y/s1600-h/DSC00418-720252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176908310953698" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcVEHwPuI/AAAAAAAABD8/111JOJ2P__Y/s320/DSC00418-720252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcVizWxAI/AAAAAAAABEE/D81jLoEIJFM/s1600-h/DSC00419-722344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176916546896898" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcVizWxAI/AAAAAAAABEE/D81jLoEIJFM/s320/DSC00419-722344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcWCHH0MI/AAAAAAAABEM/p0c7aqMzUaA/s1600-h/DSC00420-724059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176924951302338" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcWCHH0MI/AAAAAAAABEM/p0c7aqMzUaA/s320/DSC00420-724059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcWnFYm_I/AAAAAAAABEU/jUq9PYV0Dj0/s1600-h/DSC00421-726666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176934876126194" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcWnFYm_I/AAAAAAAABEU/jUq9PYV0Dj0/s320/DSC00421-726666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcXG4IPoI/AAAAAAAABEc/33Bh2SQnQjI/s1600-h/DSC00422-728597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176943410462338" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcXG4IPoI/AAAAAAAABEc/33Bh2SQnQjI/s320/DSC00422-728597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcXpXKijI/AAAAAAAABEk/6qq7b7q0qjA/s1600-h/DSC00423-730629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176952667441714" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcXpXKijI/AAAAAAAABEk/6qq7b7q0qjA/s320/DSC00423-730629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcYGGYitI/AAAAAAAABEs/YDSMcsOlPSg/s1600-h/DSC00429-732779.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcYgspHXI/AAAAAAAABE0/xjRaEZmydxQ/s1600-h/DSC00430-734244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176967521475954" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcYgspHXI/AAAAAAAABE0/xjRaEZmydxQ/s320/DSC00430-734244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcYykOA5I/AAAAAAAABE8/CHbuxbnx6XE/s1600-h/DSC00431-735617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176972317983634" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcYykOA5I/AAAAAAAABE8/CHbuxbnx6XE/s320/DSC00431-735617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcZVa1h8I/AAAAAAAABFE/1VOx55Ytquo/s1600-h/DSC00432-737761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176981673871298" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcZVa1h8I/AAAAAAAABFE/1VOx55Ytquo/s320/DSC00432-737761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcZ8r01YI/AAAAAAAABFM/dhy6dGxxKxE/s1600-h/DSC00433-739282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392176992214111618" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcZ8r01YI/AAAAAAAABFM/dhy6dGxxKxE/s320/DSC00433-739282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcad3_mfI/AAAAAAAABFU/58rWbi1y5hg/s1600-h/DSC00434-740973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392177001123518962" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcad3_mfI/AAAAAAAABFU/58rWbi1y5hg/s320/DSC00434-740973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcaghbEjI/AAAAAAAABFc/XFKUNeo5iRQ/s1600-h/DSC00615-742950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392177001834156594" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcaghbEjI/AAAAAAAABFc/XFKUNeo5iRQ/s320/DSC00615-742950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcbbXwRWI/AAAAAAAABFk/uBe_mg6qpIw/s1600-h/DSC00616-745148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392177017631294818" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcbbXwRWI/AAAAAAAABFk/uBe_mg6qpIw/s320/DSC00616-745148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcb57_FHI/AAAAAAAABFs/ibuXOnHT5qA/s1600-h/DSC00617-747868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392177025836323954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcb57_FHI/AAAAAAAABFs/ibuXOnHT5qA/s320/DSC00617-747868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTccqkAsiI/AAAAAAAABF0/y-weulgV6dE/s1600-h/DSC00618-750034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392177038889103906" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTccqkAsiI/AAAAAAAABF0/y-weulgV6dE/s320/DSC00618-750034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcc9TnJUI/AAAAAAAABF8/68kU68nHrWw/s1600-h/DSC00619-751696.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcdaXhbQI/AAAAAAAABGE/HKPDB93Odtc/s1600-h/DSC00621-753624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392177051721624834" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcdaXhbQI/AAAAAAAABGE/HKPDB93Odtc/s320/DSC00621-753624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-341805447889229811?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/341805447889229811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=341805447889229811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/341805447889229811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/341805447889229811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/funny-kid-pics.html' title='Funny Kid Pics'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StTcTTu94cI/AAAAAAAABDc/CVjmiA1seb4/s72-c/DSC00414-713131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-4166029447468624558</id><published>2009-10-20T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T08:07:45.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy 10th Birthday Evan!</title><content type='html'>Evan celebrated his tenth Birthday on August 2nd, 2009. The Bingaman family rules include only have birthday parties on big year birthdays (5yrs, 10yrs, 13yrs, 16yrs, etc.). Since this was a big year, he chose to have a big party which included several of his friends, a sleepover (in a tent outside), and a play date for the next day. The boys had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Party Guests included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE6c0l9tI/AAAAAAAABGM/qetsAHU7WTo/s1600-h/DSC00436-709418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221531061745362" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE6c0l9tI/AAAAAAAABGM/qetsAHU7WTo/s320/DSC00436-709418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Asher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE6nntTvI/AAAAAAAABGU/b1IUDyIVEPM/s1600-h/DSC00437-710581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221533960490738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE6nntTvI/AAAAAAAABGU/b1IUDyIVEPM/s320/DSC00437-710581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Joshua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE7NjenMI/AAAAAAAABGc/3GW_L8HJP2I/s1600-h/DSC00438-712035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221544143297730" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE7NjenMI/AAAAAAAABGc/3GW_L8HJP2I/s320/DSC00438-712035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Cade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE8fJgzmI/AAAAAAAABG0/Jb2sTqZ3k9A/s1600-h/DSC00441-717508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221566046096994" style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE8fJgzmI/AAAAAAAABG0/Jb2sTqZ3k9A/s320/DSC00441-717508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Judah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE9Jk5c6I/AAAAAAAABHE/n6afCBWT6S8/s1600-h/DSC00443-720621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221577435247522" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE9Jk5c6I/AAAAAAAABHE/n6afCBWT6S8/s320/DSC00443-720621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE9j-FQjI/AAAAAAAABHM/08nsOgDD7IU/s1600-h/DSC00444-722064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221584520200754" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE9j-FQjI/AAAAAAAABHM/08nsOgDD7IU/s320/DSC00444-722064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Josiah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Cake Time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE9_A5NoI/AAAAAAAABHU/VPIxLapAjmA/s1600-h/DSC00445-723217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221591779751554" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE9_A5NoI/AAAAAAAABHU/VPIxLapAjmA/s320/DSC00445-723217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE-D6MoqI/AAAAAAAABHc/f6X8p1LTdRo/s1600-h/DSC00446-724962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221593093841570" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE-D6MoqI/AAAAAAAABHc/f6X8p1LTdRo/s320/DSC00446-724962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Evan drew the picture that is on his cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE-9Wn00I/AAAAAAAABHs/4YphWqIwV84/s1600-h/DSC00447%231-727807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221608513884994" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE-9Wn00I/AAAAAAAABHs/4YphWqIwV84/s320/DSC00447%231-727807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Present Time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE_9zxLqI/AAAAAAAABIE/8U92X-hnsx0/s1600-h/DSC00450-731927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221625816002210" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUE_9zxLqI/AAAAAAAABIE/8U92X-hnsx0/s320/DSC00450-731927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFAbKhH7I/AAAAAAAABIM/TwaSNFoH7U4/s1600-h/DSC00451-733720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221633696047026" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFAbKhH7I/AAAAAAAABIM/TwaSNFoH7U4/s320/DSC00451-733720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFApQgvQI/AAAAAAAABIU/O2UFjpxEaGc/s1600-h/DSC00452-734718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221637479283970" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFApQgvQI/AAAAAAAABIU/O2UFjpxEaGc/s320/DSC00452-734718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Game Time:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Marshmallow Towers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFBnrtGEI/AAAAAAAABIk/OkW7vNHKU08/s1600-h/DSC00454-738021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221654236338242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFBnrtGEI/AAAAAAAABIk/OkW7vNHKU08/s320/DSC00454-738021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFB4NT6fI/AAAAAAAABIs/kuRGVIUhRxw/s1600-h/DSC00455-739885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221658672261618" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFB4NT6fI/AAAAAAAABIs/kuRGVIUhRxw/s320/DSC00455-739885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFCfm5O7I/AAAAAAAABI0/BU2HtK4AUz8/s1600-h/DSC00456-741079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221669248547762" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFCfm5O7I/AAAAAAAABI0/BU2HtK4AUz8/s320/DSC00456-741079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFCtQo4iI/AAAAAAAABI8/SCxJFsI8q7E/s1600-h/DSC00457-742435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221672913297954" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFCtQo4iI/AAAAAAAABI8/SCxJFsI8q7E/s320/DSC00457-742435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFDModOKI/AAAAAAAABJE/HVAv0C-2HV8/s1600-h/DSC00458-744151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221681334696098" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFDModOKI/AAAAAAAABJE/HVAv0C-2HV8/s320/DSC00458-744151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFDVZLdcI/AAAAAAAABJM/51CRFPvkPnk/s1600-h/DSC00459-745336.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFDhmAHQI/AAAAAAAABJU/TW69PcPYZtk/s1600-h/DSC00460-746751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221686961544450" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFDhmAHQI/AAAAAAAABJU/TW69PcPYZtk/s320/DSC00460-746751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFELu1a8I/AAAAAAAABJc/omD28eN2GZY/s1600-h/DSC00461-748315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221698272881602" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFELu1a8I/AAAAAAAABJc/omD28eN2GZY/s320/DSC00461-748315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFEQ-w-iI/AAAAAAAABJk/5YhDtIRAfrw/s1600-h/DSC00462-749475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221699681876514" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFEQ-w-iI/AAAAAAAABJk/5YhDtIRAfrw/s320/DSC00462-749475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Charades: Click &lt;a href="http://www.charades-ideas.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; for awesome for charade ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFFFUbOHI/AAAAAAAABJ0/5WP6OkWbp_E/s1600-h/DSC00464-752273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221713731369074" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFFFUbOHI/AAAAAAAABJ0/5WP6OkWbp_E/s320/DSC00464-752273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFFQ7D2GI/AAAAAAAABJ8/JE531lCrBtY/s1600-h/DSC00465-753707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221716846205026" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFFQ7D2GI/AAAAAAAABJ8/JE531lCrBtY/s320/DSC00465-753707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFF1Y-QrI/AAAAAAAABKE/81KVrouRMHQ/s1600-h/DSC00466-755002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221726635344562" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFF1Y-QrI/AAAAAAAABKE/81KVrouRMHQ/s320/DSC00466-755002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFGNyzgUI/AAAAAAAABKM/_zW-BigeeVo/s1600-h/DSC00467-756329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221733186142530" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFGNyzgUI/AAAAAAAABKM/_zW-BigeeVo/s320/DSC00467-756329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFGpv0_jI/AAAAAAAABKU/5EPZGqsHOGE/s1600-h/DSC00468-758126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221740689849906" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFGpv0_jI/AAAAAAAABKU/5EPZGqsHOGE/s320/DSC00468-758126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Outdoor Relay Races:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFG67-3dI/AAAAAAAABKc/Sf46NWWKAYU/s1600-h/DSC00469-759097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221745304231378" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFG67-3dI/AAAAAAAABKc/Sf46NWWKAYU/s320/DSC00469-759097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFHIXkWYI/AAAAAAAABKk/rFdQyEjV-jA/s1600-h/DSC00470-760449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221748909595010" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFHIXkWYI/AAAAAAAABKk/rFdQyEjV-jA/s320/DSC00470-760449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFHe5I74I/AAAAAAAABKs/8GelzDAqigA/s1600-h/DSC00471-761729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221754955984770" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFHe5I74I/AAAAAAAABKs/8GelzDAqigA/s320/DSC00471-761729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFHztW7oI/AAAAAAAABK0/GhND4-_49OA/s1600-h/DSC00472-763172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221760543714946" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFHztW7oI/AAAAAAAABK0/GhND4-_49OA/s320/DSC00472-763172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFIGKhjuI/AAAAAAAABK8/ZPFIwQ6qnQA/s1600-h/DSC00473-764440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221765497884386" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFIGKhjuI/AAAAAAAABK8/ZPFIwQ6qnQA/s320/DSC00473-764440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFIkXBDjI/AAAAAAAABLE/J46PfI4zudg/s1600-h/DSC00474-766099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221773603343922" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFIkXBDjI/AAAAAAAABLE/J46PfI4zudg/s320/DSC00474-766099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFI8V6J1I/AAAAAAAABLM/4WM2HhLglaE/s1600-h/DSC00475-767122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221780041148242" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFI8V6J1I/AAAAAAAABLM/4WM2HhLglaE/s320/DSC00475-767122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFJCTiiOI/AAAAAAAABLU/2TsDC12nizQ/s1600-h/DSC00476-768500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221781641824482" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFJCTiiOI/AAAAAAAABLU/2TsDC12nizQ/s320/DSC00476-768500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFJR_TTsI/AAAAAAAABLc/aXIWey3cutM/s1600-h/DSC00477-769837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221785851907778" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFJR_TTsI/AAAAAAAABLc/aXIWey3cutM/s320/DSC00477-769837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFJwxKTDI/AAAAAAAABLk/BGkWXPtFNXY/s1600-h/DSC00478-771574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221794114096178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFJwxKTDI/AAAAAAAABLk/BGkWXPtFNXY/s320/DSC00478-771574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFKTP4jcI/AAAAAAAABLw/2tlni0HYThY/s1600-h/DSC00479-773711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221803369762242" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFKTP4jcI/AAAAAAAABLw/2tlni0HYThY/s320/DSC00479-773711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFK-wy61I/AAAAAAAABL4/xhZLFEKRmuM/s1600-h/DSC00480-775039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221815050529618" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFK-wy61I/AAAAAAAABL4/xhZLFEKRmuM/s320/DSC00480-775039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFLJUm9-I/AAAAAAAABMA/a9mf8pzz__4/s1600-h/DSC00481-776405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221817885095906" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFLJUm9-I/AAAAAAAABMA/a9mf8pzz__4/s320/DSC00481-776405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFLfQGEqI/AAAAAAAABMI/ijCt5HgAnKY/s1600-h/DSC00482-777529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221823771742882" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFLfQGEqI/AAAAAAAABMI/ijCt5HgAnKY/s320/DSC00482-777529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFLgRpi5I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_ROV_9-oBlQ/s1600-h/DSC00483-778866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221824046697362" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFLgRpi5I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_ROV_9-oBlQ/s320/DSC00483-778866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFMOq8r4I/AAAAAAAABMY/Sz0grYMyioo/s1600-h/DSC00484-780124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392221836500840322" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StUFMOq8r4I/AAAAAAAABMY/Sz0grYMyioo/s320/DSC00484-780124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4166029447468624558?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4166029447468624558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4166029447468624558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4166029447468624558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='nothing important to say'/><title type='text'>Stay Tuned...</title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm back.  At least for a little while.  Stay tuned for numerous posts about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to post about our summer happenings.  You don't want to miss it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8053112811827593499?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8053112811827593499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8053112811827593499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8053112811827593499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8053112811827593499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/stay-tuned.html' title='Stay Tuned...'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-71595546961024250</id><published>2009-10-12T21:02:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:27:24.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Summer Recap</title><content type='html'>Where have I been all summer?  This about sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer 2009 Happenings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPjfgYmTtI/AAAAAAAABA8/g7r5x3oQQFY/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPjfgYmTtI/AAAAAAAABA8/g7r5x3oQQFY/s320/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391903309301173970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lydia starred in a puppet show at the local Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPjVk-pQOI/AAAAAAAABA0/2FphbL7SMss/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPjVk-pQOI/AAAAAAAABA0/2FphbL7SMss/s320/DSC00260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391903138735800546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw this peacock on the road near our house.  We were able to watch it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPjIVEPjVI/AAAAAAAABAk/AVJrydKdYxA/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPjIVEPjVI/AAAAAAAABAk/AVJrydKdYxA/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391902911126015314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing with Pap while visiting Nana in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgo7EyhpI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Kcdd1F67v0M/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgo7EyhpI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Kcdd1F67v0M/s320/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391900172549785234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua won all those tickets playing one game at Chuck E cheese.  He kept getting the Super Bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPghbDAfSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/t_fQGRwydIs/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPghbDAfSI/AAAAAAAAA-8/t_fQGRwydIs/s320/DSC00582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391900043693292834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found this caterpillar at Pastor Dave's house during the staff picnic. It's a good thing Eric Nehrt wasn't there or he would have had the kids eat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgYqqus_I/AAAAAAAAA-0/czfHYGFf29c/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgYqqus_I/AAAAAAAAA-0/czfHYGFf29c/s320/DSC00586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391899893267608562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging with the &lt;a href="http://melissa-ohmyword.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kindall girls&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took a trip to the &lt;a href="http://www.wolfgangcandy.com/"&gt;Wolfgang Candy Factory&lt;/a&gt; in York.  The kids were loving the hairnets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgS73EdKI/AAAAAAAAA-s/m8Jb5vw8YV8/s1600-h/DSC00588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgS73EdKI/AAAAAAAAA-s/m8Jb5vw8YV8/s320/DSC00588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391899794803553442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgN_iV-OI/AAAAAAAAA-k/wS8UJ3YbyGM/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgN_iV-OI/AAAAAAAAA-k/wS8UJ3YbyGM/s320/DSC00589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391899709891016930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgI6cGyYI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7R2Le4NK9bw/s1600-h/DSC00590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgI6cGyYI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7R2Le4NK9bw/s320/DSC00590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391899622623332738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgEImpLSI/AAAAAAAAA-U/frclmgnWjXc/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPgEImpLSI/AAAAAAAAA-U/frclmgnWjXc/s320/DSC00592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391899540526279970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-71595546961024250?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/71595546961024250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=71595546961024250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/71595546961024250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/71595546961024250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/summer-recap.html' title='Summer Recap'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/StPjfgYmTtI/AAAAAAAABA8/g7r5x3oQQFY/s72-c/DSC00267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-5180842208704613929</id><published>2009-07-03T10:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:28:38.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Little Entrepreneur</title><content type='html'>I am learning that I must be more thorough in my answering of Joshua's questions.  Last year he decided to collect the slugs that were in our yard.  He then proceeded to go door-to-door selling them. He didn't get any takers.  I totally had no idea that he did this until one of our neighbors told me they thought it was cute that he was trying to sell slugs!  I learned that I need to watch him more carefully when he is outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day last week he came up to me with a bucket of various toys (foam shapes, broken airplane, farting putty, etc.). He asked if he could sell those toys.  I said sure.  Before this, we have been getting our unwanted items ready to take to our family reunion.  Naturally, I assumed he was also wanting to "sell" his things there.  A few minutes later he went outside to play. I didn't think anything of it and went back to cleaning.  He comes running back in the house all excited and said, "Mommy, I just made 2 dollars!"  WHAT?!?  He explained how he went door-to-door selling his toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was torn as to what to do.  I didn't want to crush his spirit but I also needed to discipline him for doing that without my permission.  I asked him what houses he went to and luckily, he only went to the neighbors who would think that was the greatest thing.  I walked with Joshua to their house and explained how he couldn't keep the money because he did it without my permission.  They are such great people they insisted that Joshua keep it because they always wanted farting putty and and airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and I had a great talk.  I see him being the president of a huge company one day.  He loves to come up with new business ventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-5180842208704613929?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5180842208704613929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=5180842208704613929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5180842208704613929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5180842208704613929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-little-entrepreneur.html' title='My Little Entrepreneur'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7880511563699742140</id><published>2009-06-11T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:17:01.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other uses for...'/><title type='text'>Mulberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://giniann.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/mulberries-on-a-plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://giniann.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/mulberries-on-a-plate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that mulberries are not poisonous.  We have 2 trees in our yard and would never let the kids eat the berries because we didn't know if they were edible.  It only took 2 years for me to figure out that I could research them online.  Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, they are (edible)!  The kids were so excited! They just couldn't wait to try a berry.  After we tried them, we realized how good they are.  Those berries are really sweet.  The only bed part is that they don't have a very long shelf life.  Because of that fact, I tried to dehydrate them.  Just an FYI, don't ever try that, they were really gross.  I don't understand what happened to cause them to taste like cardboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll stick to the fresh berries.  Whenever the kids are wanting a snack, all they do now is get a bowl and go outside to pick berries.  I couldn't ask for a healthier snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there in bloggy world have any recipes using mulberries?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7880511563699742140?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7880511563699742140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7880511563699742140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7880511563699742140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7880511563699742140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/mulberries.html' title='Mulberries'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-5395681995845068891</id><published>2009-06-10T14:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:15:46.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hokey Pokey</title><content type='html'>Last night we tucked everyone in, said prayers and were about to leave the boy's room when this conversation took place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Mom, wait!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you want, Joshua?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: The first thing I'm going to do when I get up in the morning is do the Hokey Pokey.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh yeah, that's great.&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: I'm even going to do the part, put your bottom in, put your bottom out, put your bottom in and shake it all about.  I like that part.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I can't wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to join us, feel free to come on over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-5395681995845068891?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5395681995845068891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=5395681995845068891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5395681995845068891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5395681995845068891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/hokey-pokey.html' title='Hokey Pokey'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-6471130993765271751</id><published>2009-06-05T10:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:13:00.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Noisetrade</title><content type='html'>I wanted to fill you all in on a really cool freebie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;a href="https://www.noisetrade.com/index.aspx#"&gt;Noisetrade&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a site where you can get FREE music. The only catch is that you have to put in 5 email addresses.  So if you have ever gotten an email from us telling you about some new music, now you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site was started by Derek Webb (one of the members of Caedmon's Call).  Artists can put their music on the site to promote themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We absolutely love this site.  We have gotten so much really cool christian music from &lt;a href="https://www.noisetrade.com/index.aspx#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6471130993765271751?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6471130993765271751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6471130993765271751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6471130993765271751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6471130993765271751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/noisetrade.html' title='Noisetrade'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7657118837352603098</id><published>2009-06-04T10:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:13:03.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Stinkodorant</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, Joshua asked when he could start wearing stinkodorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said when you stink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7657118837352603098?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7657118837352603098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7657118837352603098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7657118837352603098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7657118837352603098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/stinkodorant.html' title='Stinkodorant'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-3698138894688228745</id><published>2009-06-04T09:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:08:48.239-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Update</title><content type='html'>Hi all,  Sorry I haven't updated in a while.  After getting home, I had to get school finished and now that School is over, I have lots more free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the latest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was in the hospital for 3 weeks to the day.  A few days before she was discharged, the doctors finally ordered a Nueropsycologist eval.  I was very happy to hear that. I was asking for one for the whole time while I was there but the doctors were not listening to me because she was not listed as being incompetent.  I still don't know the results of that because my dad never asked the doctors and they won't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was discharged to a rehab facility.  She got the the facility around 4:45 in the afternoon.  Around 11 PM that same night, she was taken to the ER because her blood sugar had spiked to over 600.  (That's diabetic coma range).  They got her stabilized and sent her back to the facility.  Somewhere along the line she missed a dose of her insulin which caused the spike.  When she got back to the facility, around 6AM, she called my dad for him to come and pick her up.  She checked herself out and went home.  All I can say is STUBBORN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been home ever since.  The first day after being home, my dad took her to their family doctor who took her off most of her meds. I was really nervous about that because it took 3 weeks for her to be stabilized in the hospital with the medicine she has been on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times she can't remember her phone number.  At other times she can't remember where her silverware goes.  She doesn't remember me being there. She has not been sleeping too well.  She sleeps more during the day than she does at night.  She has been getting therapy at the house twice a week.  This has been the last week for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to her the other day and she seemed to be doing better.  I can't get a straight answer out of my dad though.  I call him to ask about her and he says, "OK, here she is, you can talk to her."  You know how frustrating that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to remember that I can't burden myself with their situation. I can't change it.  They are not willing to move closer to be near family.  There is not much more that I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of your prayers.  I really appreciated it.  There has to be a reason why she pulled through.  Time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-3698138894688228745?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3698138894688228745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3698138894688228745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3698138894688228745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3698138894688228745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-update.html' title='Yet Another Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7136817381395775108</id><published>2009-05-08T08:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:08:02.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Mom Update</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,  here is the latest on my mom.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; been home since late Tuesday afternoon and am trying to get back int he swing of things.  I am really tired.  I think all of the nights of getting woken up by the phone and that one all-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nighter&lt;/span&gt; that I pulled is finally catching up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a rough night 2 nights ago.  She started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hallucinating&lt;/span&gt; again.  She woke up around 2AM and was convinced there were snakes under her bed.  She wanted to sit up in her chair for a while.  After some time of her sitting in her chair, she slid herself down in the chair almost to the point of being on the floor.  The nursing staff came into the room to lift her back to a sitting position.  She freaked.  She started kicked them. She started screaming.  She threw her water on the one nurse.  Security was called and when a very muscular security guard came to the room, she started obeying the nurses and finally settled down.  To top that, later on yesterday, she told my uncle (mom's brother, who went to FL to relieve me) that the hospital staff is kidnapping kids, loading them up in a van, taking them to a mountain and disposing of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we thought the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hallucinate&lt;/span&gt;. My uncle stayed at the hospital until 9:30 last night so he could talk to the doctor.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; asked the doctor if any of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; could be causing this reaction.  The doctor told him absolutely not.  It is brain related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, physically she is doing good.  she is weak but that is to be expected with what she has gone through.  She has been refusing her breathing treatments (because she is convinced they are poisoned) which causes her to become congested when she lays down.  This in turn wakes her up in the middle of the night and then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hallucinations&lt;/span&gt; start.  Her blood sugar is running consistently high (250 - 350).  The doctors reduced one of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; to see if that could be part of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is supposed to be released to rehab today.  But it depends on her night last night. I am still waiting to hear how she behaved.  Because she is not listed as incompetent, we have no say in the matter of if she goes to rehab or goes home. Personally, I am pushing for rehab.  I don't feel like she will be safe at home.  Last night when the doctor finally came in the room (at 8:20 PM) he told mom that he is recommending rehab for her. There were 4 family members in the room at that time and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;each&lt;/span&gt; one took turns telling mom that she would be safe there and that she would get her strength back if she went.  Finally after 15 minutes of trying to persuade her to go, the doctor asked for her answer. She said that she didn't want to go but if everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; it was a good idea, then she guesses that she should.  Then she started crying.  She wants to go home so bed.  I totally understand how she is feeling.  If I was in the hospital for almost 3 weeks straight, I would want to go home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep praying.  Pray that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hallucinations&lt;/span&gt; stop.  They might even be spiritual related, i don't know.  Please pray that she will go to rehab and the transition will be smooth.  Pray that my dad has the guts enough to stand up to her and convince her to go.  Please pray that her blood sugar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; get regulated.  Please pray for her short term memory to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, you're great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7136817381395775108?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7136817381395775108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7136817381395775108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7136817381395775108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7136817381395775108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom-update.html' title='Mom Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-1599271273249662654</id><published>2009-04-30T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:43:12.394-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago was a horrible night for mom.  I got a phone call at 2:30 AM from her asking for us to come and get her.  Her story is this: "All I wanted was another blanket."  "Those people keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squeezing&lt;/span&gt; my arm".  Here is what really happened...She became restless and asked for bug spray.  She was told that she didn't need any bug spray because there were no bugs in the room.  The nurse came in to giver her the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;.  Mom took the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and threw them across the room.  She wanted to sit in the chair, she wanted to sit in the bed. She wanted to walk the hall.  Finally she fell asleep only to awaken a couple hours later.  At his point, she became combative to the point of the nursing staff having to call security to help her calm down.  When we got to the hospital later that morning, I could tell she was having a not so good day.  She was extremely grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why she said that the staff was squeezing her arm is because she has edema in her arm (no lie, her arm is as big as my thigh).  Because of the edema, blisters formed and popped prematurely.  Her arm is oozing and is raw and painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mom had to get a heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;catheterization&lt;/span&gt; to check and see if everything was still intact from her initial triple heart bypass after having to do CPR.  During the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surgery&lt;/span&gt;, they doctors had to put in 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stents&lt;/span&gt; to keep her veins open.  After the procedure, she was taken to ICU where she had to lay without moving her legs for 4 hours.  At 7:30 last night, the nurses asked me if I could spend the night in ICU with her due to her combative episodes.  Needless to say, I am very tired.  I only got at the most 1 1/2 hours of sleep.  I left the hospital at 7 AM this morning, went to dad's house and slept for 2 more hours.  When I woke up today, I spent the entire day cleaning and organizing their house.  As I was growing up, I was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pack rat&lt;/span&gt; and was very messy.  My parents are still that way.  Thankfully I married Alan and now am very organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she is having a pacemaker and another device used to shock the heart when it stops put in.  She is to remain in ICU until that procedure is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No word yet on when she will get discharged.  I am still fighting for her to go to a rehab before she comes home.  I don't think my dad will be able to handle her by himself is she were to come right home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for praying. I can tell I am being covered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1599271273249662654?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1599271273249662654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1599271273249662654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1599271273249662654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1599271273249662654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/update_30.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-3776403953234627237</id><published>2009-04-27T18:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:10:29.625-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>FL Life</title><content type='html'>You know you are in St. Petersburg, FL (the retirement capital of the world) when you see an older gentleman riding his bike while carrying his potty chair.  What I would have given to have my video camera at that moment!  At least I had a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest on mom.  She was taken off of oxygen today.  That's a great sign.  She is still very confused.  She was convinced that she lives in my hometown.  She didn't believe me when I told her she was in FL.  Some of the things she knew yesterday, she had no idea about today.  (She had a great day yesterday with very little confusion, etc.)  She still doesn't have the best balance when she stands.  She will be working with PT for that.  Another good thing that happened today was that she had a speech eval and she was taken off of thickened liquids.  She isn't too happy that she still has to eat pureed food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she goes in for a heart catheterization so they can be sure everything is still where it is supposed to be due to her having CPR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes now that she is starting to get better is that they will discharge her to the rehab facility while I am still down here.  That way, I will know her status before coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to talk my dad into moving into a retirement facility because he is so far away from family.  Those chats are not going well.  He understands that I only want them to be somewhere safe and somewhere that they will have medical care at a moments notice, but he doesn't agree with me.  He thinks they are fine where they are at.  Who knows, maybe they are.  Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.  I'll update again later.  Thanks for all of your prayers.  I definitely am feeling them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-3776403953234627237?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3776403953234627237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3776403953234627237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3776403953234627237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3776403953234627237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/fl-life.html' title='FL Life'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-1668188717224585301</id><published>2009-04-24T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:48:07.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep so I thought I would post and update.  We got a call about an hour ago from the hospital saying that mom was very upset and wanted to go home. She was breathing very heavily and wheezing.  She was refusing to take her meds because she thinks they are hurting her. She keeps trying to get out of bed.  I talked with her for  awhile and tried to calm her down.  I have no idea if she really thougth it was me or not.  I asked her if I could pray for her and she told me no because it wouldn't do any good.  I did it anyway because the Spirit has more authority than the brain.  When I was finished, she was still very upset but a tiny bit calmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is taking this episode very hard.  He wanted to go right over there but I convinced him that if she sees him, it would probably make the situation worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an emotional roller coaster I am on!  It's hard being strong all the time.  But, that said, I know that His strength is perfect when my strength is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the saddest part of this whole episode is that she won't remember any part of it when she wakes up tomorrow.  In that light I am trying not to let this episode bother me too much but it's hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1668188717224585301?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1668188717224585301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1668188717224585301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1668188717224585301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1668188717224585301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/update_24.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-6199410409549878102</id><published>2009-04-23T20:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:51:16.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I made it safe and sound.  My trip was uneventful which I am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving, I went straight to the hospital to see mom.  She got all teary eyed when I walked in the door.  She is struggling with confusion and memory loss. When asked what year it is she keeps saying 2006.  Something significant must have happened during that year but we can't figure it out.  She also thought she was in the town where I grew up.  She didn't remember that she was in FL.   She keeps trying to get up and leave.  When she stands up, she has gait problems but doesn't know that she has trouble walking so she falls.  The nursing staff has to restrain her because she was convinced it was time to leave.  When we left the hospital tonight at 6, she had a "sitter" (a person employed by the hospital to babysit patients).  I felt better about leaving since she was going to be watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse went over some of her lab results with me.  Her electrolyte were at dangerous levels when this whole thing started.  They are thinking that is what caused her heart to stop.  Somehow they think she got severely dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with the cardiologist and was told that her heart is beating normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seems like she does much better in the morning and is much more cognitively with it.  As she tires throughout the day, she gets more and more memory loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, you guys rock!  I'll update more when I get a chance.  As for me, I'm going to bed. I am emotionally drained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6199410409549878102?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6199410409549878102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6199410409549878102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6199410409549878102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6199410409549878102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/update_23.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-8575682697831767958</id><published>2009-04-22T08:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:13:01.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what to say except that the prayers of the righteous avail much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has been taken off of the ventilator and is responding appropriately to questions.  She seems to have some short term memory loss.  Her kidney function is improving and her blood sugar is almost to normal limits.  She is by no means out of the woods yet, but she is significantly improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for praying.  I know that is why she is still with us.  I am looking forward to finding out what Jesus did while she was not coherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave tomorrow morning for 12 days in FL.  Please pray much grace over me.  In the past, my mom has not been the nicest person to me. She spoke her mind and didn't care who she hurt in the process.  I am expecting the Lord to have changed her heart but I am still a little nervous.  Please pray protections ever my mind, emotions, and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys rock!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8575682697831767958?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8575682697831767958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8575682697831767958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8575682697831767958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8575682697831767958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/update_22.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-6894354886057888000</id><published>2009-04-20T14:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:30:46.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest on my mom is that she is still on a ventilator.  We are waiting for the neuologist to do some testing to see if she has any brain function.  We won't know the results of that until at least Thursday/Friday.  Her blood sugar is around 300.  Normal is 110.  This needs to come down.  Her organs are not responding to the things the doctors are trying to do to stablize her.  Her kidneys are decreasing in function compared to what they were doing on Saturday night.  That's not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors now think that it was caused by a condition where your heart stops beating and instead it just quivers.  They won't know for sure though until they so more tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors were saying originally that she was in a coma.  Now they are saying she is in shock. The difference being that she has been moving her fingers and opening her eyes.  Not on command, but she has been doing that regardless.  Some of that might be reflexes rather than brain function.  We won't know until we get the results of brain activity tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, her pupils are reacting.  Also, the nurse asked her a question and mom answered appropriately.  Then earlier today, the neuse asked the same question and mom didn't answer appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's still up in the air. She is by no means stable and we still have no idea how long she's going to stick around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently my aunt is staying with them.  Thankfully, she was visiting from MN when this whole episode happened.  She has to leave on Satuday, so I am going down for a while.  My dad had Parkinson's and no longer has the cognitive ability to care for himself.  He shouldn't be alone.  I'm leaving on Wednesday night and fly out early Thusday morning.  I'll be there for 12 days unless she dies. Then I'll be back sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing that I have been praying for during this situation is that while my mom's brain is out of the picture, I know that her spirit is still alive.  I'm asking that Jesus &amp;amp; the Holy Spirit would meet with her and she would have the best, most scared encouter of her life.  I would love to see her changed.  Even if she dies.  I want her to be all that Jesus called her to be.  You see, my mom is saved but is VERY religious.  Even to the point of being stuck-up (now there's a word that states my age) about it. It often times gets in the way of her seeing who Jesus is.  During this time I am longing for her to get a glimps of Jesus.  Jesus works in mysterious ways and if this is the only thing that happens out of this situation, then I'm all for it.  Please join me in praying for a Jesus encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some prayer needs:&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm a little anxious about what I am going to find when I get there.  Pray that I'll have lots of peace. Pray for wisdom for every decision that has to be made.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Pray also that I'll have lots of patience when dealing with my dad.  Because of the disease he is very slow in everything.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pray for safety while traveling.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pray for Alan while he stays home with the kids.  He is a great dad.  He'll do fantastic.  Pray that there will be NO attitude problems between the siblings.  Pray for peaceful rest and sleep for them.  Pray that no one will get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep everyone posted as I get a chance and if anything changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for praying!  I love having a huge family!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6894354886057888000?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6894354886057888000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6894354886057888000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6894354886057888000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6894354886057888000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-6704924672878937246</id><published>2009-04-19T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:03:37.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer requests'/><title type='text'>Bingaman Happenings</title><content type='html'>Has it really been since November since I last posted?  Wow, time just flies by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest on the underwear saga...Last week I found out that Joshua doesn't always change his underwear.  His words, "Oh, I forgot I was supposed to  do that."  EWWWWW!!!&lt;br /&gt;I see that my work is cut out for me.  I will be watching him like a hawk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto other news...&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, Alan recently had a job change.  He still works at the church but is now full time worship which means he runs sound and concentrates on recording.  No more weird night shift schedules for the Bing house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been stuggling with teaching the kids school.  Somedays I feel very overwhelmed and take it out on the kids.  I don't want to be that way and God doesn't want me to either.  So, I have come to the decision that for next school year, I will be sending the 2 oldest kids to public school.  Evan has lots of reservations about going but we are praying through his issues.  Lydia can't wait and is counting down the days.  When we were first throwing this idea around, Joshua said that the only way he'll go to public school is if we buy him an alarm clock.  I guess he assumed that we wouldn't wake him up in time to get on the bus so he wanted to take care of that issue by himself.  Joshua will remain at home with me for another couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying really hard to get out of debt.  We have some bills still to pay from when we got our yard done.  It's really making us think, "Do we need this, Can we live without it?, Can we get this cheaper?"  We are doing well with this. We are almost debt free except for our car and house.  We are also working on getting an emergency fund supplied.  It's a great feeling to be working on this.  It's not always fun, but it feels really good to get some of our bills paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been traveling with school again.  In March we were in Harrisburg, Lehighton, New Cumberland and in April, we went from Pittsburgh to Philly in 3 days.  That was crazy but fun.  The kids had a blast swimming in all of the indoor pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I got a phone call from my dad saying my mom is in the hopsital and is not doing well.  3 weeks ago, she had triple heart bypass surgery.  They had some complications attaching the new veins because she is a diabetic and has been since she was a little girl.  The doctors were finding that her veins were very brittle.  Overall, the surgery went well but she wasn't healing as well as she should have been.   Last week I called one day to check on her and she was out of it.  She didn't even know who I was.  That was a weird feeling.  I called her yesterday and she said she was doing better. She was just tired.  Then last night I was getting out of the car after coming home form church and get the call from my dad.  It turns out that she had a pulmonary embolism (a blood clot) which stopped the blood flow to her heart and brain and lungs.  (typically, these types of things tuen out fatal.)  My dad called 911 and the paramedics got there withing 2 minutes and did CPR and revived her.  She is currently on a ventilator and is not expected to last very long.  She is having tests today to see if she has any brain function.  So, if you think of us, please pray for peace for my dad, myself, and my brother and sister.  I could really use some wisdom to know what to do and when to do it.  It's hard being so far away.  (They live in FL.)  I asked my dad if he wanted us to come down and he told me to give it a couple days to see her status.  Honestly, I don't know how I am feeling. I am still trying to process.  Those of you who know the history between my mom and myself have an idea about what I am feeling.  Those of you who don't, ask me sometime and I'll share.  I was okay last night while talking to my dad until we were ready to hang up and I heard him crying.  Then I started.  I'll try to update as I hear anything new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6704924672878937246?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6704924672878937246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6704924672878937246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6704924672878937246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6704924672878937246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/bingaman-happenings.html' title='Bingaman Happenings'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-2652676774339755073</id><published>2008-11-23T20:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:11:21.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Underwear Update</title><content type='html'>Here are the results of my week long survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I did to monitor this week was ask them if they changed their underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got done folding this week's laundry and found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible Bat Boy: 6 pairs&lt;br /&gt;Shadow: 5 pairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still seems to me that they should at least have 7 each in the laundry.  Hmm, maybe they aren't changing their underwear everyday.  At least they weren't wearing each others underwear this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the investigation continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2652676774339755073?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2652676774339755073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2652676774339755073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2652676774339755073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2652676774339755073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/underwear-update.html' title='Underwear Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-8965132485948188553</id><published>2008-11-18T07:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:47:16.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Underwear</title><content type='html'>On Sunday while my DSH was at church I folded all of the laundry.  Here's the stats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I folded 9 pairs of Shadow's underwear.&lt;br /&gt;I folded 1 pair of Biblebatboy's underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, does that mean that Shadow changes his several times each day?  Does Biblebatboy not change his at all?  Or Does it mean that Biblebatboy is wearing Shadow's underwear?  I am hoping for that explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in case you are wondering what I am up to this week, I am researching the boy's underwear usage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8965132485948188553?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8965132485948188553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8965132485948188553' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8965132485948188553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8965132485948188553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/underwear.html' title='Underwear'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-3301581796698113085</id><published>2008-11-04T08:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:43:19.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Breakfast Choices</title><content type='html'>This morning my kids had the choice of Raisin Bran or Apple Jacks for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all chose Raisin Bran.  No coercion from me either.  I guess all of the months of feeding them my homemade yogurt with wheat germ sprinkles are paying off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you feed your kids this morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-3301581796698113085?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3301581796698113085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3301581796698113085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3301581796698113085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3301581796698113085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/breakfast-choices.html' title='Breakfast Choices'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-4348159695945977513</id><published>2008-10-23T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:36:00.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places to stay'/><title type='text'>Travel and School</title><content type='html'>Part of the reason for not blogging for eons is because my family has been traveling all over the State.  This past summer, I was asked to be part of a panel to help encourage parents on their cyber school journey.  Because they offered to pay me for my time, I wholeheartedly agreed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job was to go to the locations and answer any questions that parents had and if I didn't get any questions, then I was to tell them about my own cyber school experience.  It was rather fun to do.  I am gifted in encouraging others and this opportunity was great for me to use my gifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I traveled to Harrisburg.  Then Lancaster.  Then Allentown.  Then Wilkes-Barre. Then Pittsburgh.  Then Grove City. Then Philadelphia. And finally State College.  All within a month.  All while trying to get school done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on it, it was a very busy time for me but I wouldn't have changed it a bit.  I got to stay in hotels. My family came along.  The kids were watched by teachers.  Life was good.  The sessions them selves were very relaxing for me.  The preparations for traveling were not.  I had to make sure we were ahead with school because of losing a day of school while traveling.  Never fear though, we are all caught up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are ever in any of those areas, I can let you know which hotels to go to and which hotels to run from.  There was one in particular that we prayed a cleansing through our room and protection over us.  It wasn't pretty.  I was afraid to go to sleep.  I didn't want to lay in the bed.  I didn't want to cover myself.  I did eventually fall asleep and woke up still in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up my first month of school.  Hopefully no you understand more of why I haven't been blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4348159695945977513?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4348159695945977513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4348159695945977513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4348159695945977513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4348159695945977513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/10/travel-and-school.html' title='Travel and School'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-5082787022450796410</id><published>2008-10-22T18:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:36:30.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing important to say'/><title type='text'>I Am Still Here</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am still here.  I would love to blog more than I do but just can't seem to justify all of the time it takes me to write a post.  I am not the fastest or best writer int he world and a post takes me just about forever (at least it seems so to me) to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting in church in the sanctuary writing this post.  This is the first Wednesday that I have had to myself in eons.  I am usually teaching is some way shape or form but tonight I had off.  Yes, I actually had a night off!  I guess could have gone to a class, but I haven't been to one all year.  Why start now?  It has been really nice to be able to get caught up on reading blogs.  I am thoroughly enjoying the quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has calmed down a great deal over the past few weeks.  I'll tell you a little bit about what has been going on in a later post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more.  I promiseI won't leave you hanging for long.  Well, maybe just a month or two...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-5082787022450796410?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5082787022450796410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=5082787022450796410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5082787022450796410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5082787022450796410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-still-here.html' title='I Am Still Here'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-8923589475627139988</id><published>2008-08-23T06:51:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:07:06.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Old and New</title><content type='html'>Our journey all started in February. We received a letter from a government agency citing us on our yard.  The letter stated that because our yard was so bad, that we were being blamed for mud which was going into the storm drains in the street.  Yes, the letter was right. We were to blame.  The letter also stated that if the yard wasn't fixed we would be getting fined.  Well, we didn't want to get fined so we researched options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called 12 landscapers.  5 called back. 2 of the 5 said we live too far away for them to help us.  We interviewed the 3 remaining.  Our final choice was &lt;a href="http://www.dwshearerlandscape.com/Home_Page.php"&gt;DW Shearer&lt;/a&gt;.  We felt really comfortable talking to him.  We told him what we wanted and he went above and beyond our expectations.  They did a great job.  Here are pics to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_-GbUpk8I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/TSim9JpiDJI/s1600-h/Before+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_-GbUpk8I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/TSim9JpiDJI/s320/Before+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237684278022214594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The deck was so small we could only fit our grill on it (and some miscillaneous toys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_-GmfYqKI/AAAAAAAAAuY/oHji2wgsgcI/s1600-h/Before+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_-GmfYqKI/AAAAAAAAAuY/oHji2wgsgcI/s320/Before+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237684281020033186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outline of where the trampoline will be placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_-G_HKQTI/AAAAAAAAAug/bdsRp10BHmw/s1600-h/Before+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_-G_HKQTI/AAAAAAAAAug/bdsRp10BHmw/s320/Before+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237684287629312306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bad, just bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9Hx5kDiI/AAAAAAAAAto/79tVA6sgQ6M/s1600-h/Before+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9Hx5kDiI/AAAAAAAAAto/79tVA6sgQ6M/s320/Before+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237683201750863394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9IHv4svI/AAAAAAAAAtw/HAIPX8kaFC4/s1600-h/Before+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9IHv4svI/AAAAAAAAAtw/HAIPX8kaFC4/s320/Before+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237683207615853298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9IfQLjsI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XYK3Rr1hHa0/s1600-h/Before+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9IfQLjsI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XYK3Rr1hHa0/s320/Before+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237683213925322434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This area is what started the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9I8P53RI/AAAAAAAAAuA/0-tGf-Md_2w/s1600-h/Before+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9I8P53RI/AAAAAAAAAuA/0-tGf-Md_2w/s320/Before+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237683221708791058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very nice picture of my rock pile.  Those are just some of the rocks that I picked out of my yard.  I didn't know what to do with them so before thinking about getting the yard landscaped, I would load them up in boxes and buckets and the kids would throw them in the creek.  I used it as a science lesson, which rocks make the biggest splash?  But that fun ended when DW Shearer took away my rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9JfZJfFI/AAAAAAAAAuI/w6nt8yW4QgE/s1600-h/Before+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_9JfZJfFI/AAAAAAAAAuI/w6nt8yW4QgE/s320/Before+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237683231142804562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8Xm0ebAI/AAAAAAAAAtA/p0JjxDlRPTQ/s1600-h/Before+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8Xm0ebAI/AAAAAAAAAtA/p0JjxDlRPTQ/s320/Before+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237682374143011842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8X8SKlkI/AAAAAAAAAtI/EijQVkru2tI/s1600-h/Before+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8X8SKlkI/AAAAAAAAAtI/EijQVkru2tI/s320/Before+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237682379904685634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8Yqi1DTI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/e08jECqkIW4/s1600-h/Before+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8Yqi1DTI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/e08jECqkIW4/s320/Before+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237682392322608434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8Y-CemHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ak__ZrnL7tE/s1600-h/Before+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8Y-CemHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ak__ZrnL7tE/s320/Before+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237682397555628146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8a72su0I/AAAAAAAAAtg/53l8SR--L-g/s1600-h/Before+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_8a72su0I/AAAAAAAAAtg/53l8SR--L-g/s320/Before+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237682431329090370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;During:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7kcau-TI/AAAAAAAAAso/yMQMNLdexvg/s1600-h/During+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7kcau-TI/AAAAAAAAAso/yMQMNLdexvg/s320/During+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237681495177361714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7kl921AI/AAAAAAAAAsw/mmA5ZicsV-M/s1600-h/During+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7kl921AI/AAAAAAAAAsw/mmA5ZicsV-M/s320/During+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237681497740596226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7kyYt3WI/AAAAAAAAAs4/yKpj940Lkvk/s1600-h/after+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7kyYt3WI/AAAAAAAAAs4/yKpj940Lkvk/s320/after+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237681501074480482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7EwMpGNI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hobY3Uad09o/s1600-h/after+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7EwMpGNI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hobY3Uad09o/s320/after+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237680950731151570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7FnecZRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GtYHe9ZyCzc/s1600-h/after+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_7FnecZRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GtYHe9ZyCzc/s320/after+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237680965569766674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6kIk-NOI/AAAAAAAAArw/hLUJv1B9i1U/s1600-h/060208+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6kIk-NOI/AAAAAAAAArw/hLUJv1B9i1U/s320/060208+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237680390339966178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6kWG7oWI/AAAAAAAAAr4/0tbkBr5q4Wc/s1600-h/060208+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6kWG7oWI/AAAAAAAAAr4/0tbkBr5q4Wc/s320/060208+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237680393972064610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6k9JjnXI/AAAAAAAAAsA/bLGr3E5fbIY/s1600-h/060208+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6k9JjnXI/AAAAAAAAAsA/bLGr3E5fbIY/s320/060208+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237680404452056434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6lKzSrPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/wyvPxFTVIKM/s1600-h/060208+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6lKzSrPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/wyvPxFTVIKM/s320/060208+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237680408116767986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6lXdZpHI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Bf0fNm84TAQ/s1600-h/060208+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_6lXdZpHI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Bf0fNm84TAQ/s320/060208+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237680411514610802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so pleased with the final product.  We use the patio all of the time.  My DSH and I will sit out here after the kids are in bed and talk.  We have added lights and speakers to the mix.  It really is a romantic setting when we sit out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8923589475627139988?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8923589475627139988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8923589475627139988' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8923589475627139988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8923589475627139988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/08/old-and-new.html' title='Old and New'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK_-GbUpk8I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/TSim9JpiDJI/s72-c/Before+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-6240145280863364488</id><published>2008-08-22T15:24:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:49:26.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 8, January 12, 2008 Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;Our ride to the airport showed up at 7am and we loaded up for the ride to Tel Aviv.  This time because of Shabbat, the roads were near empty.  We got to the perimeter of the airport and were stopped at a checkpoint where soldiers with their rifles looked into the van, went through our passports and asked each of us questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;We got into the airport and got in line to get checked in.  I was pulled aside for questioning.  Talk about being nervous.  They asked me what I was doing, where I was going, who I talked to, where I went, etc.  Tom Spinks also got questioned.  Our answers must have matched because we didn't have any trouble after that.  It seemed it was harder to get out of Israel then coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;We had lunch / breakfast in the airport center and then boarded our plane for the long ride home.  This time, our flight went out over Europe and almost up to Iceland and Greenland.  12 hours later we were coming back into Newark.  Customs was very easy to get through, our ride met us as we came out of the baggage area, and we were soon on our way back to the church and home.   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;It was an incredible trip and adventure.  I believe more was accomplished than we knew about or could see – maybe someday we will know what happened in the heavenlies from the worship times.  It was quite an honor to minister to the Lord in a place that is very special to Him.  We came a long way to do that and I think He was blessed and honored by that.  Amazingly, we got to look out at Mount Zion and the city of Jerusalem while we worshiped.  We got to walk in some places where Jesus and the disciples walked and encountered the physical evidence that lines up with the scriptures.  Joining with other believers, we prayed and interceded for the Jewish people, the peace of Jerusalem, for the Lord to come, for all the nations of the earth, for President Bush, and for our families and friends back home.  We were so fortunate to have Gingi guide us around and to find a good friend in a faraway place.  At the Shabbat dinner, we were made aware of ancient traditions and made other new friends and had some really good bread!    Quite a life changing trip, it was.  Sometime in the future, I plan to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8kMLDWDJI/AAAAAAAAArY/JE8Qwsi1olE/s1600-h/G+Saturday+Airport+McD+Israel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8kMLDWDJI/AAAAAAAAArY/JE8Qwsi1olE/s320/G+Saturday+Airport+McD+Israel+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444683199024274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Tele Viv Airport on a sabbath.  Empty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8kMUe0fEI/AAAAAAAAArg/3lvr-ZdkEC8/s1600-h/IMGP0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8kMUe0fEI/AAAAAAAAArg/3lvr-ZdkEC8/s320/IMGP0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444685730184258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8kMqnir-I/AAAAAAAAAro/Lnvhps1S3vg/s1600-h/IMGP0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8kMqnir-I/AAAAAAAAAro/Lnvhps1S3vg/s320/IMGP0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444691672346594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frosty windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jxUuA6UI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ZLspYsxqYAc/s1600-h/IMGP0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jxUuA6UI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ZLspYsxqYAc/s320/IMGP0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444221937445186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jxoI5Z4I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ko2ngi9dg7I/s1600-h/IMGP0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jxoI5Z4I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ko2ngi9dg7I/s320/IMGP0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444227150473090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Son was shining on us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jxzwKSUI/AAAAAAAAArA/bxvjGBgBT_U/s1600-h/IMGP0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jxzwKSUI/AAAAAAAAArA/bxvjGBgBT_U/s320/IMGP0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444230267947330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What did you say the temp was?  -67*F????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jyT3tNKI/AAAAAAAAArI/4IL_uW2ZkWE/s1600-h/IMGP0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jyT3tNKI/AAAAAAAAArI/4IL_uW2ZkWE/s320/IMGP0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444238889530530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our flight plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jyrQnBmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YYMBifFpKhA/s1600-h/IMGP0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8jyrQnBmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YYMBifFpKhA/s320/IMGP0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237444245167998562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iKuMUlbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/2_4vNE2uE0c/s1600-h/IMGP0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iKuMUlbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/2_4vNE2uE0c/s320/IMGP0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237442459248924082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We still had over 7 HOURS TO GO !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iK5H4C0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/_f4sTMQXLyY/s1600-h/IMGP0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iK5H4C0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/_f4sTMQXLyY/s320/IMGP0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237442462183066434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so bored, I was taking pictures of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iLPWIJoI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Xm6CmRDGt5A/s1600-h/IMGP0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iLPWIJoI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Xm6CmRDGt5A/s320/IMGP0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237442468148422274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clouds and ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iLcegWxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/n1yYBI7huYs/s1600-h/IMGP0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iLcegWxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/n1yYBI7huYs/s320/IMGP0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237442471673223954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the frost on the windows?  It sure was cold up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iLsBsH0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/1YKjScr38i4/s1600-h/IMGP0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8iLsBsH0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/1YKjScr38i4/s320/IMGP0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237442475847327554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful reflection of the sun.  May we always reflect the SON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hm1traBI/AAAAAAAAApg/m-anzz1RbKY/s1600-h/IMGP0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hm1traBI/AAAAAAAAApg/m-anzz1RbKY/s320/IMGP0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441842792589330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so bored. I started experimenting with my camera.  I really don't think this picture came out too bad considering I took it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hnHFT25I/AAAAAAAAApo/k-vNH9i55as/s1600-h/IMGP0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hnHFT25I/AAAAAAAAApo/k-vNH9i55as/s320/IMGP0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441847455112082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above the Clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hnQZ_F4I/AAAAAAAAApw/j5WHWeHCDm4/s1600-h/IMGP0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hnQZ_F4I/AAAAAAAAApw/j5WHWeHCDm4/s320/IMGP0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441849957750658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't Jesus awesome? He created a beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hnhFZUMI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Gt0mIbSgkJc/s1600-h/IMGP0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hnhFZUMI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Gt0mIbSgkJc/s320/IMGP0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441854434791618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clouds and Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hn9mFPxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/uJe_fKKRSfo/s1600-h/IMGP0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hn9mFPxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/uJe_fKKRSfo/s320/IMGP0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441862088081170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More clouds and more Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hEP93GkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wbqKoZvz-d8/s1600-h/IMGP0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hEP93GkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/wbqKoZvz-d8/s320/IMGP0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441248544365122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hEUPppTI/AAAAAAAAApA/NuAvBodVr1c/s1600-h/IMGP0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hEUPppTI/AAAAAAAAApA/NuAvBodVr1c/s320/IMGP0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441249692722482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Approaching land. Notice the different colors of land?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hEiCmdjI/AAAAAAAAApI/7Tk8zx8zIsY/s1600-h/IMGP0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hEiCmdjI/AAAAAAAAApI/7Tk8zx8zIsY/s320/IMGP0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441253396084274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside of the plane from my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hE1-ZUsI/AAAAAAAAApQ/fPrrJeJO2DI/s1600-h/IMGP0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hE1-ZUsI/AAAAAAAAApQ/fPrrJeJO2DI/s320/IMGP0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441258747155138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming into Newark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hE3e4UTI/AAAAAAAAApY/yOLbsGjrzjo/s1600-h/IMGP0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8hE3e4UTI/AAAAAAAAApY/yOLbsGjrzjo/s320/IMGP0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237441259151839538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost home.  I couldn't wait to stand up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6240145280863364488?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6240145280863364488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6240145280863364488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6240145280863364488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6240145280863364488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/08/israel-day-8-january-12-2008-saturday.html' title='Israel: Day 8, January 12, 2008 Saturday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8kMLDWDJI/AAAAAAAAArY/JE8Qwsi1olE/s72-c/G+Saturday+Airport+McD+Israel+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-8062781858192974770</id><published>2008-08-22T14:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:18:13.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 7, January 11, 2008 Friday</title><content type='html'>Friday!  We gave our house and the van a pretty good cleaning and pretty much got everything packed and ready to go.  Our session for today was from 3 to 6 so we had some time to go to the Old City once again.  We headed back to the Garden Tomb area for some of us to do some last minute shopping. I purchased 30 Jerusalem bags, 30 communion cups made out of olive wood and 3 nativity sets.  Again I was the designated bargainer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our shopping, we went to a little café called Moti’s to eat.  I had half of a Halumi Sandwich and half of  a Mozzarella sandwich (see below for more details). We went outside in the courtyard and found a nice spot to take a picture and it was time to thread our way out of the passages, narrow streets and tunnels to the Zion Gate and back to our van.  Someone in our group asked if Jerusalem felt a bit like it was home.  I thought that the area around the Wall definitely did feel like a kindred place, to which they replied, this would be the site of the New Jerusalem – and that is our home!  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Worship was packed full today.  When we arrived at the prayer room, the scene to the southeast was beautiful.  The sun lit up hills that were way past the security wall.  It was a private time just for us, as the room was closed to the general public.  It was just us and the Lord.  We all gave it what we had as it was our last worship watch, this time.  This session was the best one that we had while in Israel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We had an awesome time of worship We started by singing of the Majesty of the Lord. Megan was leading on the piano and got up to go to the bathroom. She got to a certain spot in the room and stopped because she heard a song about the blood of Jesus.  Leah saw a portal from heaven at that spot.  I think I saw it too.   To me it looked like a funnel of swirling clouds.  It reminded me of a tornado.  Megan went to the bathroom, came back and knelt in that spot.  Then Jesus took her up to Heaven where she saw what looked like New Jerusalem.  All I can say about that is WOW!  I was able to feel the electricity of the portal.  I felt where it started and stopped.  What an experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;While Megan was in the portal, the rest of us had a sweet time where we experienced the playful side of the Lord.  There was a time of chord progressions and I kept hearing Na Na Na Na Na Na.  I went to the microphone and sang it. That started a time of playing with the Lord.  Leah was singing BFF (best friends forever).  Tim was singing, "I've got a secret, Do you want to hear it?"  Then we sang the Lord the secrets that He told us, i.e, we are His favorite.  Leah got a picture of a note form 8th grade.  The Lord asked her: Will you go with me?  There was a box to check yes or no.  The Lord whispered to her, "I checked yes!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It was such a sweet time. I never experienced that side of the Lord before.  I pray each of you will experience at some point the playful side of the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;To add to our already incredible afternoon, Leah kept hearing the word Moriah.  She didn't know what it meant so I looked it up in the Strong's and found out that it meant the temple mount (Mt. Zion).  We started singing Moriah. I read &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20125%20;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;Psalms 125&lt;/a&gt;.  We were doing major warfare for the country of Israel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Then Dan started playing a warfare beat on the drums.  As soon as the piano stopped playing and it was just the drums, I fell to my knees and started weeping.  Then the Lord showed me a picture of an army climbing up the mountain of Jerusalem.  I wasn't sure what to do with that picture and then later on that night, Leah shared with me a picture that she had. It was the rest of the picture that I got.  She saw a lion at the top of the mountain.  There was an army standing perfectly still waiting for the lion to command the army. She saw this picture at the end of the drum segment when everyone was just being still.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Also throughout that whole time Shawntel couldn't stand because of the heavy presence of the Lord.  At one point she just started screaming like she was giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I felt angelic presences in the room. I felt it all around the room,  It felt like swirling clouds of electricity.  Even to this day, I can feel angelic stuff going on. My prayer now is that I would begin to see what I feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the set and we all got our bearings back, we heading to a Shabbot dinner.  They had a beautiful view from their porch of the Old City.  We met such interesting people at the dinner.  Nissi, Nimrod, Mary, Greg, Connie…were some I remember most.  Both Nissi and Nimrod told us a little bit about their families and their history coming to Israel.  Mary was a dress maker and could bake a mean cake!  The dinner started with a prayer and a cup of wine that was passed around.  Then there was challah bread…it was soooo good.  It was a bit like a chunk of soft pretzel and you even dipped it in salt.  The dinner itself was a self-serve Mexican taco salad.  It was great to meet folks and hear their stories throughout the dinner.  We got ourselves together then and headed back to the house.  We finished our packing up and went to sleep for the last night in Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SJXR-3jI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rHGXlIwMztE/s1600-h/F+Friday+Leaving+Old+City+Israel+Friday+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SJXR-3jI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rHGXlIwMztE/s320/F+Friday+Leaving+Old+City+Israel+Friday+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424843732737586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking to do some last minute shopping. Yes, I am the dork wearing the American Idol backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SJi25LOI/AAAAAAAAAoY/hTPSclgQ54o/s1600-h/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+Insdie+Friday+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SJi25LOI/AAAAAAAAAoY/hTPSclgQ54o/s320/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+Insdie+Friday+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424846840343778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Zion Gate. Notice how small the entrance is!  As soon as you go into  the entrance, there is a 90* right turn.  Lots of cars had scraped bumpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SJ26KDhI/AAAAAAAAAog/JCCHd5g2Zf8/s1600-h/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+Inside+Friday+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SJ26KDhI/AAAAAAAAAog/JCCHd5g2Zf8/s320/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+Inside+Friday+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424852222742034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside the Zion Gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SKPHhGTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4yBV1W3DpNI/s1600-h/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+inside+Friday+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SKPHhGTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4yBV1W3DpNI/s320/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+inside+Friday+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424858721229106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Zion Gate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SKVTi8oI/AAAAAAAAAow/i1gFls805j4/s1600-h/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+Outside+Friday+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SKVTi8oI/AAAAAAAAAow/i1gFls805j4/s320/F+Friday+Zion+Gate+Outside+Friday+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424860382294658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Approaching Zion Gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QxuVz08I/AAAAAAAAAno/m5DySXcHsHE/s1600-h/F+Friday+Motis+Israel+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QxuVz08I/AAAAAAAAAno/m5DySXcHsHE/s320/F+Friday+Motis+Israel+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423338094318530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moti's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8Qx_UaOMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5l_QgdTH2n0/s1600-h/F+Friday+Motis+Mike+and+Caryn+Israel+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8Qx_UaOMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5l_QgdTH2n0/s320/F+Friday+Motis+Mike+and+Caryn+Israel+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423342651848898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karen (our kindred-spirit housemate) and Mike enjoying their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QyKJvX8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/qKR-8vhJ9jI/s1600-h/F+Friday+Motis+Halumi+Sandwhich.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QyKJvX8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/qKR-8vhJ9jI/s320/F+Friday+Motis+Halumi+Sandwhich.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423345559887810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halumi Sandwich. I know it looks really disgusting but it was amazing.  It had fried Halumi cheese, pesto sauce, lettuce, cream cheese and cucumbers.  I took picture of it so that  my DSH could make one for me.  A few weeks after we got back, I tried to find Halumi cheese.  The only place I could find it was a Wegman's.  It was $10.99 for a 4 oz package.  (I was hoping that the 10.99 was in sheckels, but it wasn't.)  Needless to say, I am still waiting to taste this sandwich again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QyY_ss8I/AAAAAAAAAoA/KXofu2ur8Dw/s1600-h/F+Friday+Motis+Mozzarella+Sandwhich.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QyY_ss8I/AAAAAAAAAoA/KXofu2ur8Dw/s320/F+Friday+Motis+Mozzarella+Sandwhich.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423349544301506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mozzarella sandwich. Really good, but not as good as the Halumi. I again took a picture so my DSH could make me one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QygLqv4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/nJwfyS8cfrc/s1600-h/F+Friday+Motis+Menu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QygLqv4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/nJwfyS8cfrc/s320/F+Friday+Motis+Menu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423351473553282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The menu, so I would remember what was in each sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QLjb5QFI/AAAAAAAAAnA/cXUE24qYlIo/s1600-h/F+Friday+Sara+Shawntel+Megan+Leah+Mark+Tim+Dan+Mike+Israel+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QLjb5QFI/AAAAAAAAAnA/cXUE24qYlIo/s320/F+Friday+Sara+Shawntel+Megan+Leah+Mark+Tim+Dan+Mike+Israel+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237422682332020818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group shot outside of Moti's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following are pics of the worship room during our session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QL3DHi4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/KOcBWohuHho/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QL3DHi4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/KOcBWohuHho/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237422687596809090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QMAhmWDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/4U8a8B81nLo/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QMAhmWDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/4U8a8B81nLo/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237422690140575794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QMe3dTYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ROWn5ZRatd8/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QMe3dTYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ROWn5ZRatd8/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237422698285321602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QMiCtm3I/AAAAAAAAAng/3Vu8gZ-COOI/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8QMiCtm3I/AAAAAAAAAng/3Vu8gZ-COOI/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237422699137833842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8PbfnxswI/AAAAAAAAAmY/4mpRKPDPjcM/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8PbfnxswI/AAAAAAAAAmY/4mpRKPDPjcM/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237421856674394882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8Pbq_ZOpI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Kvfk2SZKG_g/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8Pbq_ZOpI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Kvfk2SZKG_g/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+room+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237421859726244498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8Pb2r3pGI/AAAAAAAAAmo/PMqR17BMxek/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+Room+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8Pb2r3pGI/AAAAAAAAAmo/PMqR17BMxek/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+Room+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237421862865577058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8PcBljtwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/W1XSFIQNWbQ/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+Room+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8PcBljtwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/W1XSFIQNWbQ/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+Room+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237421865791895298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8PcaZUCPI/AAAAAAAAAm4/JQhcZrMIO-w/s1600-h/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+Room+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8PcaZUCPI/AAAAAAAAAm4/JQhcZrMIO-w/s320/F+Friday+Succat+Hallel+Room+9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237421872451422450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8062781858192974770?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8062781858192974770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8062781858192974770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8062781858192974770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8062781858192974770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/08/israel-day-7-january-11-2008-friday.html' title='Israel: Day 7, January 11, 2008 Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SK8SJXR-3jI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rHGXlIwMztE/s72-c/F+Friday+Leaving+Old+City+Israel+Friday+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-5294399754510444738</id><published>2008-08-14T15:28:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:05:02.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 6, January 10, 2008 Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Thursday, we had our first session from 12 noon – 2pm.  We hung out quite a bit in Song of Songs – Beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After our watch, Gingi met us again and took us to an overlook at Caiaphas’s house and then down a lot of steps to a restored courtyard, part of a beautiful Roman Catholic church, where Peter denied Jesus.  The inside of the church was beautiful, with mosaics filling every wall and the ceiling.  There was a beautiful stained glass cross on the dome of the ceiling.  This church was built on the remains, actually straddled the remains of a 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century church and then remains of a prison chiseled out of stone under that.  Part of that was where they said Jesus was imprisoned overnight, in a pit or cistern.  There was the hole in the ceiling where they might have let Jesus down through.  We were able to go down into the pit and stand underneath the hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We went down, right below the church, into an area where old stone buildings had been excavated.  There was a first century staircase that led up from the mountainside below, into the courtyard.  These are the steps Jesus would have been led up, as they took him to Caiaphas’s house (the high priest) where he was falsely tried by the Sanhedrin in the early morning hours.  He was then kept in the pit until morning when he was taken to Pilate.  Way across the Kidron Valley, we could see the Mount of Olives and Gethsemane where Jesus was arrested.  Turning a bit to the left, you could see Temple Mount in fairly close proximity.  Walking back up the Roman steps was an incredible experience.  This was one of the two places that I started to weep.  The love that Jesus has for me just washed over me.  To think that Jesus gave his life for me! I wanted to dwell on those steps for awhile, touching them with my hands and sitting down to take it all in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Next, we walked up to the Zion Gate and into the Old City.  There were cars trying to come in and out of the narrow gate and it had a turn in the center of it.  All the cars had the corners of their bumpers scraped.  We walked through some shops and then down to the Kotel…The Wall.  We had the incredible privilege to pray at the West Wall (Wailing Wall) of Temple Mount.  The guys went to one area to pray and the girls to another.  The guys had to put on a cardboard yamika.  As I came up to the wall, I could see all the bits of paper that were stuffed into every crack in the wall.  These contained prayers.  This was the only ofther pace during the trip that I started to weep.  The compassion that Jesus has for His people really hit me while I was standing at the wall.  I started praying for the Jewish people like I never had before.  It was a very pleasant and very special moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;At the Wall was the first place we saw a lot of weapons and guards.  They were having an army ceremony there for new recruits.  There were guards on some of the ledges and wall surrounding the plaza and at least one plainclothes agent we saw on the plaza level.  We had to go through a security checkpoint where they checked our bags and had us go through a metal detector.  On the way down the steps to the plaza there was a large, gold, menorah.  I didn’t know it but this is one of the menorahs meant for the rebuilding of the Temple.  It was in a glass case by the steps leading down to the Wall, stood about 7 foot high and was made of gold.  It had been a bit further away from the wall in a place with a porch roof over it but the Jews moved it to be closer to the Temple Mount.    &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Next we went through the Cardo area to do a little shopping.  The narrow passageways were sometimes completely an enclosed tunnel.  Other times they were open a bit on the top, to the sky.  At the end of the Cardo was the Church of the Holy Sepulcher but we didn’t go in.  It was definitely getting to be time to leave the Old City.  The shops of the Cardo had their entrances all closed up and covered.  It looked more like a tunnel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a second worship watch to do that evening from 8pm to 10pm.  There was a lot of dancing in the worship time by the people who came.  There were many cultures represented there and the many styles of dance were just woven together and accepted.  I don’t think there was a single session that I didn’t turn around and look out over Mount Zion and the Old City in amazement and disbelief that I was actually looking at Jerusalem.  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We did a bit of pre-packing when we got back to the house as we wouldn’t have much time to pack on Friday night.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following are pictures with the view from Caiaphas's house.  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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxXBZepMfI/AAAAAAAAAlw/mnLRu2iT6UA/s320/E+Thur+IsraelTrip+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236656148255945202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxXBket0FI/AAAAAAAAAl4/-o52ztlhDK0/s1600-h/E+Thur+IsraelTrip+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxXBket0FI/AAAAAAAAAl4/-o52ztlhDK0/s320/E+Thur+IsraelTrip+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236656151209037906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxXB9RRH2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/eewjY-Mpc_Q/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+towards+Mount+of+Olives+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxXB9RRH2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/eewjY-Mpc_Q/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+towards+Mount+of+Olives+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236656157863518050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV0eHIl4I/AAAAAAAAAk4/Edu-_yj1PM4/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+towards+Gethsemane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV0eHIl4I/AAAAAAAAAk4/Edu-_yj1PM4/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+towards+Gethsemane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236654826649589634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV0ne6EaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/QhAzXtV8Kps/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+toward+Mt+Olives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV0ne6EaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/QhAzXtV8Kps/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+toward+Mt+Olives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236654829165220258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV07KwY_I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Pb3IPMIiUQE/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+to+Mount+of+Olives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV07KwY_I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Pb3IPMIiUQE/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+to+Mount+of+Olives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236654834449409010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV1D2MTKI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0t12AzQfjtM/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+RC+Church+Door+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV1D2MTKI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0t12AzQfjtM/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+RC+Church+Door+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236654836779076770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The outside of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV1mWO-NI/AAAAAAAAAlY/bBaTfnAyEYk/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+RC+Church+Inside+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxV1mWO-NI/AAAAAAAAAlY/bBaTfnAyEYk/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+RC+Church+Inside+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236654846040275154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The inside of the church.  The pictures are all made from tiny mosaic tiles.  We had to walk through this part to get to the caves below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxUzfgmjOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oUAemf4mP08/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxUzfgmjOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oUAemf4mP08/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236653710333349090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This church was built on the old ruins of Caiaphas house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxUz6Q270I/AAAAAAAAAkY/djXZEQlAEn0/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxUz6Q270I/AAAAAAAAAkY/djXZEQlAEn0/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236653717515071298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the top looking down into the cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxU0L3-odI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Wql2_e9wl7E/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxU0L3-odI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Wql2_e9wl7E/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236653722242556370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the cave, looking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxU0VqXaUI/AAAAAAAAAko/3kFxcEgoRPo/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxU0VqXaUI/AAAAAAAAAko/3kFxcEgoRPo/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236653724869814594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxU0gdFFII/AAAAAAAAAkw/qT8CDi6XsQ4/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxU0gdFFII/AAAAAAAAAkw/qT8CDi6XsQ4/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236653727766877314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP6G0gi4I/AAAAAAAAAjo/0YTPm44KbiA/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP6G0gi4I/AAAAAAAAAjo/0YTPm44KbiA/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648326406900610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the cave system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP62Yfi9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/xc-GfzmS9XI/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP62Yfi9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/xc-GfzmS9XI/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648339174296530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the cave system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP7C68pgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Q8N8PHiFInQ/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP7C68pgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Q8N8PHiFInQ/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648342540035586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our group in prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP7l-mZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/YTjsONupX00/s1600-h/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP7l-mZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/YTjsONupX00/s320/E+Thur+Sacred+Pit+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648351950596034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read the Psalm from the notebook.  This was Jesus' prison cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP72yVLHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/EPVIll3lmr8/s1600-h/E+Thur+Ciaiphas+House+Steps1+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxP72yVLHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/EPVIll3lmr8/s320/E+Thur+Ciaiphas+House+Steps1+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236648356462537842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More ruins of Caiaphas house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOg0NoM0I/AAAAAAAAAjA/fUtHYZ0JIEQ/s1600-h/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+steps+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOg0NoM0I/AAAAAAAAAjA/fUtHYZ0JIEQ/s320/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+steps+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236646792403628866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOhhum_lI/AAAAAAAAAjI/1BviNVjj5mc/s1600-h/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+Steps+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOhhum_lI/AAAAAAAAAjI/1BviNVjj5mc/s320/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+Steps+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236646804621557330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The steps that Jesus would have walked up on his way to Caiaphas house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOiAHQZNI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KSIR-sv1P9g/s1600-h/E+Thur+Ciaiphas+House+steps+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOiAHQZNI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KSIR-sv1P9g/s320/E+Thur+Ciaiphas+House+steps+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236646812777997522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More.  The steps were really uneven and hard to walk up.  Imagine having to walk up these steps while being escorted by soldiers.  I was tired.  I can only imagine how Jesus must have felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOiD01AmI/AAAAAAAAAjY/2NOGo0WtP00/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+towards+Temple+Mount.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOiD01AmI/AAAAAAAAAjY/2NOGo0WtP00/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+towards+Temple+Mount.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236646813774447202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from the bottom of the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOijjlJQI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qeJaLJN4Wng/s1600-h/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+Steps+View+from+Bottom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxOijjlJQI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qeJaLJN4Wng/s320/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+Steps+View+from+Bottom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236646822292038914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from the bottom of the steps.  You can see the Garden of Gethsemane at the right corner of the City wall.  Jesus had to walk from there to Caiaphas house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNspCkF2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/GYnnM0NAa40/s1600-h/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+courtyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNspCkF2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/GYnnM0NAa40/s320/E+Thur+Caiaphas+House+courtyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645896051234658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Courtyard of Ciaphas's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNs2E7IGI/AAAAAAAAAig/nBTh0YmJAuk/s1600-h/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+where+Peter+Denied+Jesus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNs2E7IGI/AAAAAAAAAig/nBTh0YmJAuk/s320/E+Thur+Ciaphas+House+where+Peter+Denied+Jesus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645899550793826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The place where Peter is said to deny Jesus 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNtKWDcWI/AAAAAAAAAio/0BtcCR1biek/s1600-h/E+Thur+Zion+Gate+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNtKWDcWI/AAAAAAAAAio/0BtcCR1biek/s320/E+Thur+Zion+Gate+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645904991351138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way to the Zion Gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNtNelpII/AAAAAAAAAiw/LaTfODHHwkM/s1600-h/E+Thur+Zion+Gate+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNtNelpII/AAAAAAAAAiw/LaTfODHHwkM/s320/E+Thur+Zion+Gate+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645905832453250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Zion Gate.  It was under construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNtb5oHkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1-ZnC3pfHIo/s1600-h/E+Thur+Zion+Gate+Inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNtb5oHkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1-ZnC3pfHIo/s320/E+Thur+Zion+Gate+Inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645909703958082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just walked through Zion gate.  This is the inside of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNEkx3cSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/QtS9f5xQRo8/s1600-h/E+Thur+Western+Wall+from+Menorah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNEkx3cSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/QtS9f5xQRo8/s320/E+Thur+Western+Wall+from+Menorah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645207712690466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from the huge golden menorah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNEhDD9sI/AAAAAAAAAh4/-KnxWunmuqY/s1600-h/E+Thur+Western+Wall+Overlook+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNEhDD9sI/AAAAAAAAAh4/-KnxWunmuqY/s320/E+Thur+Western+Wall+Overlook+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645206711072450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View while walking to the Western (Wailing) wall. The wall is located on the left side of the white bridge looking thing in the center of the picture.  Notice the golden dome where the temple will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNFONPclI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OPQg1t6ZgTI/s1600-h/E+Thur+Western+Wall+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNFONPclI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OPQg1t6ZgTI/s320/E+Thur+Western+Wall+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645218833363538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking into the guys side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNFRnVvgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/bR-JKalkLJw/s1600-h/E+Thur+Western+Wall+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNFRnVvgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/bR-JKalkLJw/s320/E+Thur+Western+Wall+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645219748134402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys had to wear a yamika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNF5_4q7I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Yrv91kWvFGI/s1600-h/E+Thur+Western+Wall+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxNF5_4q7I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Yrv91kWvFGI/s320/E+Thur+Western+Wall+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236645230588505010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close up of the wall.  People would write prayer requests on small pieces of paper and then stuff them into the cracks of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMVrRfXMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/_sLT8dgX5Mg/s1600-h/E+Thur+Wailing+Wall+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMVrRfXMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/_sLT8dgX5Mg/s320/E+Thur+Wailing+Wall+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236644402002091202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMV3iZj6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/vF42Lmeo76A/s1600-h/E+Thur+Wailing+Wall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMV3iZj6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/vF42Lmeo76A/s320/E+Thur+Wailing+Wall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236644405294239650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls side.  We had to walk out backward. I was afraid I would walk into someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMWOFfPpI/AAAAAAAAAhY/CNFiHstZIkU/s1600-h/E+Thur+Western+Wall+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMWOFfPpI/AAAAAAAAAhY/CNFiHstZIkU/s320/E+Thur+Western+Wall+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236644411346992786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys side. They got to walk out forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMWqHgJJI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jnqgLPdFEHs/s1600-h/E+Thur+Western+Wall+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMWqHgJJI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jnqgLPdFEHs/s320/E+Thur+Western+Wall+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236644418871633042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An Israeli soldier. They were having a graduation ceremony for the current class of soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMW3WRTRI/AAAAAAAAAho/oWpaCxP3Cmo/s1600-h/E+Thur+Cardo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxMW3WRTRI/AAAAAAAAAho/oWpaCxP3Cmo/s320/E+Thur+Cardo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236644422423235858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cardo was section of the old city filled with underground tunnels and shops.   Just like the old city, the shops were divided into sections.  We went to the Christian section.  We had lots of fun bargaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLHQGh2II/AAAAAAAAAgg/p49RcIxC9Eg/s1600-h/E+Thur+Cardo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLHQGh2II/AAAAAAAAAgg/p49RcIxC9Eg/s320/E+Thur+Cardo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236643054678562946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLH8_P90I/AAAAAAAAAgo/ev6iTpFY8PA/s1600-h/E+Thur+Cardo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLH8_P90I/AAAAAAAAAgo/ev6iTpFY8PA/s320/E+Thur+Cardo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236643066727626562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cardo.  At sunset (Around 5 PM) all  the shops close.  I felt like I was walking through a tunnel of garages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLI0fgZHI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zmIH6UZ9y-s/s1600-h/E+Thurs+Worship+set.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLI0fgZHI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zmIH6UZ9y-s/s320/E+Thurs+Worship+set.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236643081626870898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday evening worship set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLJecjpwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/XGW6ZLi8BEM/s1600-h/E+Thurs+Worship+Set+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLJecjpwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/XGW6ZLi8BEM/s320/E+Thurs+Worship+Set+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236643092888790786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLJnorGTI/AAAAAAAAAhA/mbXB_ALp_Jg/s1600-h/E+Thurs+Worship+Set+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxLJnorGTI/AAAAAAAAAhA/mbXB_ALp_Jg/s320/E+Thurs+Worship+Set+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236643095355529522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-5294399754510444738?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5294399754510444738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=5294399754510444738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5294399754510444738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5294399754510444738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/08/israel-day-6-january-10-2008-thursday.html' title='Israel: Day 6, January 10, 2008 Thursday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SKxYdy3O3bI/AAAAAAAAAmI/XxR1jDLLu0A/s72-c/E+Thur+IsraelTrip+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-6892481769389775093</id><published>2008-05-29T08:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:08:01.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 5, January 9, 2008</title><content type='html'>Wednesday began at  5AM (10 PM your time).   Wednesday was a huge day for us.  We started our first watch a 6am.  Some of our team was having trouble sleeping with the time change and was not feeling well.  We went for the first worship set missing a couple folks.  We were worried about them as the cold in the house and the lack of sleep was not a good combination.  During our first watch, there was much prayer and intercession for President Bush’s time in Jerusalem.  This was to be a day of negotiations in the political arena.  It was a God ordained time for us to be there at the first watch of the day. We got the chance to set the atmosphere for the negotiations that were taking place.  I really felt like this was one of the reasons that we were supposed to be in Jerusalem.  A person from Alaska led prayers interspersed between the expressions of worship towards the Lord from the team.  During this early morning worship time, we watched as the sun rose on Jerusalem.  Before the sun was up, I saw the towers on Mount Zion glow from the light.  After the rain of the previous day, the sun was a very welcome sight!  After our worship watch, we came back to the house, tried to find the warmest places and some of us took naps or read a bit to recharge for the 12 noon watch we were scheduled for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon’s session started with Freedom Reigns.  There was a focus on freedom for the nations.   We sang for the release of people.  Isaiah 61 was our focus scripture for the worship time.  As we sang about the year of Jubilee (The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord) there seem to be freedom and a release in the spirit realm – the people coming to Mount Zion were from all nations and peoples.   Seat Mate 2 had a vision where there were a dazzling array of dress and cultures all coming to Mount Zion to worship Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Bush was much on our hearts during Wednesday.  We asked the Lord to guide him, especially during the meetings, and protect him.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After our watch, we immediately met up with a friend of Tim’s from last year, Gingi (Hadar), who agreed to guide us around to some of the sights of Jerusalem.  Gingi really grew on all of us and we really appreciated getting to know him.  Since he grew up in Jerusalem’s area, he is really knowledgeable about so much there plus he was known by the many people who greeted him during our time with him.  Even in areas where we were a bit uncomfortable, we were welcome once they knew we were with him.  Gingi was also a very gentle, friendly person and lover of Jesus.  We had a very full afternoon as Gingi took us to an amazing array of sights, tastes, vistas, and shared details of both ancient and recent history along with some stories and explanations of the local Mid-East cultures.  We started at Gordon’s Garden Tomb and then viewed Gordon’s Golgotha, now a site of a bus depot.  We had our first ‘negotiating’ experience as we met a vendor selling olive wood carvings (camels, nativity scenes and figures) on our way out of the Garden Tomb site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We had lunch at the Shualeh Restaurant, on Salah Eddin St, Jerusalem.  This was just a couple blocks outside the north eastern walls of the Old City.  To get there, we walked past the Damascus gate.  The old Damascus gate, that Jesus and Paul would have known, is down about 20 foot below the newer gate built in the 1600’s.  Gingi showed us the difference in the size of the stone blocks.  They were much larger at the bottom.  Those are the original stones.  Paul would’ve come out from Jerusalem through the Damascus gate on his way to his Damascus Road experience.  The restaurant was in a very Muslim section, although there was a great mix of cultures there.  One of the buildings at the corner was built by the Kaiser, before WWI.  There was a girl’s school, completely hemmed in by walls, along this street.  To reach the restaurant, we walked a couple blocks up through crowded streets, keeping the girls to the inside as much as possible.  At the restaurant, they had slabs of beef being cooked on a vertical pole and they sliced it and grilled it with other vegetables before putting the mixture into pita breads.  The beef was so tender.  They brought out Pepsi’s and things to dip the pitas in.  They also brought out pickles that looked homemade and were spicy and sweet – very good.  A couple doors down, we stopped for baklava and something else that I can’t pronounce or spell – but it was incredibly good (I would like some right now please!).  They had goat cheese baked in honey, sugar and spices, with a sweet sauce poured over the top.  That was the best thing!  On the way back to the van, we saw a diagonal layer of rock that the walls were built on.  This was the area of Solomon’s quarries.  Gingi said this tunnel went all the way to Jericho, at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A short van drive, we went to an overlook on top of the Mount of Olives.  It was an incredible vista to see.  All of Jerusalem was below us and the mountains and valleys that surrounded Jerusalem were plain to see.  Gingi told us about the Hill of Evil Counsel.  This is where the British Mandate Government buildings were and now it is the UN compound.  Originally, Solomon’s wives who were not Jewish and their priests – they were from many countries, were placed in a compound and so it became known since the times of Solomon as the Hill of Evil Counsel.  He also explained all the clusters of houses in the area south of the Old City were built upon the ruins of the City of David.  We also viewed Absolom’s Cave and overlooked the huge cemetery on the Mount of Olives.  We drove on and Gingi had us turn down a small, zigzagging, narrow road with walls and doorways on each side.  Part way down, we stopped and were given entrance into Gethsemane by a robed priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The garden of Gethsemane was an amazing place, with huge trunked olive trees with stone lined paths through them.  The Church of the Nations is to the side of the old olive trees – supposedly the trees were there at the time of Jesus.  Upon leaving Gethsemane, Gingi showed us the view of the Golden Gate from where the van was parked.  Jewish tradition has the Messiah coming down on the Mount of Olives and entering Jerusalem through the Golden Gate.  In the 1500-1600’s, the Muslims sealed the gate shut with stone so the Messiah couldn’t come into Jerusalem.  They also put a Muslim cemetery right outside the gate and walls to prevent entry by the Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Next, we drove around the south-east and south walls, through an area where they are excavating ruins from David’s original city.  We were right up against the walls of Temple Mount (Mount Moriah – the threshing floor that David purchased to build the Lord’s Temple on) - in the area where Solomon’s stables were located long ago.  &lt;a href="http://www.praiseuniverse.com/pages/sg002025"&gt;The David Baroni song, Mount Moriah was running through my head&lt;/a&gt;). The Kidron Valley we crossed contains the original water source for the City of David and so Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;On our way to see the Upper Room and the door to the Spirit room, we walked by the tomb of King David and through narrow and sometimes dimly lit corridors.  After seeing the large Upper Room, Gingi took us up to the roof to show us where the Jews came to pray, before the 1967 War where they retook Jerusalem from Jordanian Arab hands.  Before 1967, when he was just a boy, this was the closest Jewish people could get to their Temple Mount, their most sacred place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We dropped Gingi off on our way home and then stopped at the grocery store (see Day 2).  The store was at the far end of an enclosed parking lot that had enough room to park and for one lane.  If you couldn’t turn out of the parking spot, you had to back out.  Again, there was a security guard at the door in body armor to check bags.  We spent a considerable time in the grocery store looking at all the parcels.  There were few packages that we could read what the contents were.  Some cereal for instance, you just had to guess what was inside.  I found some coffee for DSH  and some chocolate for the kids. We all had a nice adventure in a foreign grocery store!  Quite an ending for such a big day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD162OYmU3I/AAAAAAAAATg/yv7bfKvXo60/s1600-h/D+Wed+AM+Vew+from+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD162OYmU3I/AAAAAAAAATg/yv7bfKvXo60/s320/D+Wed+AM+Vew+from+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205451816302957426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunrise View from Succatt Hallel.  God's timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD162uYmU4I/AAAAAAAAATo/q-WU04Btl-c/s1600-h/D+Wed+AM+View+from+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD162uYmU4I/AAAAAAAAATo/q-WU04Btl-c/s320/D+Wed+AM+View+from+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205451824892892034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunrise View from Succatt Hallel.  God's timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD162uYmU5I/AAAAAAAAATw/Up77Vo1Mcd0/s1600-h/D+Wed+AM+View+from+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD162uYmU5I/AAAAAAAAATw/Up77Vo1Mcd0/s320/D+Wed+AM+View+from+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205451824892892050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunrise View from Succatt Hallel.  God's timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD183uYmVEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/j6FdiH0yZwk/s1600-h/D+Wed+Lot+where+Gingi+got+us+in+IsraelTrip+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD183uYmVEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/j6FdiH0yZwk/s320/D+Wed+Lot+where+Gingi+got+us+in+IsraelTrip+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205454041096016962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the parking lot that we tried to get into. the attendants wouldn't let us in until they saw Gingi was with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-teYmVTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/xlWeVbTMTH8/s1600-h/D+Wed+Walking+towards+Garden+Tomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-teYmVTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/xlWeVbTMTH8/s320/D+Wed+Walking+towards+Garden+Tomb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205456064025613618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking towards the Garden Tomb.  Do you recognize anyone in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11M-YmUlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PaOqDWI8tQ0/s1600-h/IMGP0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11M-YmUlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PaOqDWI8tQ0/s320/IMGP0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205445610075214418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gingi.  He was such a sweet guy!  He always had a smile on his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zC-YmUcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KjsWDstD3II/s1600-h/IMGP0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zC-YmUcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KjsWDstD3II/s320/IMGP0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205443239253266882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garden Tomb sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17uOYmU9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i4KISsFgH9Y/s1600-h/D+Wed+Garden+Tomb+Walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17uOYmU9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i4KISsFgH9Y/s320/D+Wed+Garden+Tomb+Walk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205452778375631826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking towards the garden tomb entrance.  This is where we encountered our first vendor negotiations.  BTW, I was considered the team negotiator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17teYmU8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/NA6AagW0Yo0/s1600-h/D+Wed+Garden+Tomb+Entrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17teYmU8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/NA6AagW0Yo0/s320/D+Wed+Garden+Tomb+Entrance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205452765490729922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entance to the Garden Tomb tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17tOYmU7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/19Q70YSR9us/s1600-h/D+Wed+Garden+Tomb+area.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17tOYmU7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/19Q70YSR9us/s320/D+Wed+Garden+Tomb+area.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205452761195762610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zOOYmUdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uktp-mhCJWw/s1600-h/IMGP0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zOOYmUdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uktp-mhCJWw/s320/IMGP0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205443432526795218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crucifixion sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zZuYmUeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/7pbTpG3YTR0/s1600-h/IMGP0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zZuYmUeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/7pbTpG3YTR0/s320/IMGP0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205443630095290850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This place is called Gordons' Calvary.  It is where people would get stoned.  The people getting stoned would be thrown off of the top of the cliff.  If they didn't die by the fall alone, there were people placed among the small caves in the cliff. Their job was to throw boulders to finish the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zs-YmUfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/LdctUVeqGKI/s1600-h/IMGP0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1zs-YmUfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/LdctUVeqGKI/s320/IMGP0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205443960807772658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The parking lot is where the crucifixion was to have happened.  In the words of the tour guide, "Can't say that it was, can't say that it wasn't." The Arabs own this lot and whenever they see a tour group, they start the buses and blow their horns so the tour group can't hear the tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1z5OYmUgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BFxtHWrNem8/s1600-h/IMGP0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1z5OYmUgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BFxtHWrNem8/s320/IMGP0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205444171261170178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Self explanitory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD10QOYmUhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/aEU2GDaO1Ts/s1600-h/IMGP0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD10QOYmUhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/aEU2GDaO1Ts/s320/IMGP0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205444566398161426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance to the tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD10aeYmUiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rYtWIngJU_Y/s1600-h/IMGP0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD10aeYmUiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rYtWIngJU_Y/s320/IMGP0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205444742491820578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tomb where Jesus was buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD10ruYmUjI/AAAAAAAAARA/4jTzZDS6weE/s1600-h/IMGP0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD10ruYmUjI/AAAAAAAAARA/4jTzZDS6weE/s320/IMGP0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205445038844564018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tomb and entrance.  Notice the blocks on the right side of the door?  Those aren't original.  There was an earthquake and part of the wall fell down so it was rebuilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD105uYmUkI/AAAAAAAAARI/jR82KDsvIuU/s1600-h/IMGP0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD105uYmUkI/AAAAAAAAARI/jR82KDsvIuU/s320/IMGP0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205445279362732610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wine press.  Doesn't that look like fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11XOYmUmI/AAAAAAAAARY/YKV0fJ6n7_w/s1600-h/IMGP0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11XOYmUmI/AAAAAAAAARY/YKV0fJ6n7_w/s320/IMGP0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205445786168873570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch.  I could eat another one of those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11heYmUnI/AAAAAAAAARg/1IYubj031n8/s1600-h/IMGP0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11heYmUnI/AAAAAAAAARg/1IYubj031n8/s320/IMGP0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205445962262532722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11p-YmUoI/AAAAAAAAARo/_FjmpQjh2B8/s1600-h/IMGP0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11p-YmUoI/AAAAAAAAARo/_FjmpQjh2B8/s320/IMGP0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205446108291420802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dessert.  Goat cheese with a melted honey &amp;amp; sugar mixture and then sprinkled with pistachios.  It was so good.  We also had baklava.  It is one of the most popular desserts in Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1yweYmUbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/eN0Fqn7VSQ8/s1600-h/IMGP0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1yweYmUbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/eN0Fqn7VSQ8/s320/IMGP0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205442921425686962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damascus gate.  Upper, used today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12fOYmUsI/AAAAAAAAASI/EhCtXXU8H44/s1600-h/IMGP0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12fOYmUsI/AAAAAAAAASI/EhCtXXU8H44/s320/IMGP0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205447023119454914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upper and lower. We saw lots of rats at the lower one, tried to get a picture, but I was too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17s-YmU6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/0B4V68eTxfk/s1600-h/D+Wed+Current+Damascus+Gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17s-YmU6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/0B4V68eTxfk/s320/D+Wed+Current+Damascus+Gate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205452756900795298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12--YmUtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/N97Jl4hLaJM/s1600-h/IMGP0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12--YmUtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/N97Jl4hLaJM/s320/IMGP0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205447568580301522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lower, the one Jesus walked through while carrying his cross.  This is the gate that Paul walked through when he had the Damascus road experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-GeYmVLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/H4rksqJWAw8/s1600-h/D+Wed+Old+and+newer+Damascus+Gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-GeYmVLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/H4rksqJWAw8/s320/D+Wed+Old+and+newer+Damascus+Gate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455394010715314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-GuYmVMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/xsCrZzxa6aM/s1600-h/D+Wed+Old+Damascus+Gate+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-GuYmVMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/xsCrZzxa6aM/s320/D+Wed+Old+Damascus+Gate+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455398305682626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you imagine building this without the help of heavy machinery?  Notice the size of those blocks.  They must weigh thousands of pounds.  Also, can you imagine carving the curves into those stones?  It just blows my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-HOYmVNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/46vaUhsaOSo/s1600-h/D+Wed+Old+Damascus+Gate+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-HOYmVNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/46vaUhsaOSo/s320/D+Wed+Old+Damascus+Gate+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455406895617234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up of the stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12EeYmUqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0G6bG0AV2Iw/s1600-h/IMGP0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12EeYmUqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0G6bG0AV2Iw/s320/IMGP0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205446563557954210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the sign says, Soloman's Quarries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11zuYmUpI/AAAAAAAAARw/e1oN-djHE5s/s1600-h/IMGP0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD11zuYmUpI/AAAAAAAAARw/e1oN-djHE5s/s320/IMGP0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205446275795145362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tunnel at one time went from Jerusalem to Jericho and was used as and escape route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12POYmUrI/AAAAAAAAASA/CnMrCHdPMLk/s1600-h/IMGP0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD12POYmUrI/AAAAAAAAASA/CnMrCHdPMLk/s320/IMGP0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205446748241547954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-r-YmVPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Y4QHgfibVCU/s1600-h/D+Wed+Solomons+Quarry+Area+NW+City+Wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-r-YmVPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Y4QHgfibVCU/s320/D+Wed+Solomons+Quarry+Area+NW+City+Wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205456038255809778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD13YeYmUuI/AAAAAAAAASY/YmK_jJb2AQI/s1600-h/IMGP0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD13YeYmUuI/AAAAAAAAASY/YmK_jJb2AQI/s320/IMGP0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205448006666965730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from the Mt of Olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD13nOYmUvI/AAAAAAAAASg/PXB2G9Ogs9Q/s1600-h/IMGP0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD13nOYmUvI/AAAAAAAAASg/PXB2G9Ogs9Q/s320/IMGP0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205448260070036210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jewish graveyard on the Mt of Olives. Notice the  caskets are made of stone and are above the ground.  We were told that they are all facing the same direction with their feet pointing towards Jerusalem so that when Jesus comes back, all they have to do is stand up and fly away (no turning of their bodies needed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD13--YmUwI/AAAAAAAAASo/_AOFX2PkJWg/s1600-h/IMGP0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD13--YmUwI/AAAAAAAAASo/_AOFX2PkJWg/s320/IMGP0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205448668091929346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another view from the Mt of Olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19j-YmVJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cJKpMLYpOhw/s1600-h/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19j-YmVJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cJKpMLYpOhw/s320/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205454801305228434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19iOYmVFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/37-YaVx-GdE/s1600-h/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19iOYmVFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/37-YaVx-GdE/s320/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205454771240457298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19iuYmVGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nwJRlU3Z8I4/s1600-h/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19iuYmVGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nwJRlU3Z8I4/s320/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205454779830391906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19i-YmVHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/E8Y-rdlfdU8/s1600-h/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19i-YmVHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/E8Y-rdlfdU8/s320/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205454784125359218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18luYmVCI/AAAAAAAAAU4/x9lsm-F2zfg/s1600-h/D+Wed+Jerusalem+from+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18luYmVCI/AAAAAAAAAU4/x9lsm-F2zfg/s320/D+Wed+Jerusalem+from+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205453731858371618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19jeYmVII/AAAAAAAAAVo/u2hZG0HVnOY/s1600-h/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD19jeYmVII/AAAAAAAAAVo/u2hZG0HVnOY/s320/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Overlook+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205454792715293826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-F-YmVKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/HXC3aAvofjQ/s1600-h/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Summit+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-F-YmVKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/HXC3aAvofjQ/s320/D+Wed+Mount+of+Olives+Summit+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455385420780706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A tower at the Mt of Olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok Folks, Please bear with the next couple of pictures.  It was dark while we were here and also my camera was running out of batteries.  Sorry they aren't better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD150eYmU0I/AAAAAAAAATI/hBN2H1uRiuw/s1600-h/IMGP0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD150eYmU0I/AAAAAAAAATI/hBN2H1uRiuw/s320/IMGP0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205450686726558530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Garden of Gethsemane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD15YuYmUzI/AAAAAAAAATA/hgpHi4-65nM/s1600-h/IMGP0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD15YuYmUzI/AAAAAAAAATA/hgpHi4-65nM/s320/IMGP0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205450209985188658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stone paths running around the olive trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD15A-YmUyI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qRG6f6csZKU/s1600-h/IMGP0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD15A-YmUyI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qRG6f6csZKU/s320/IMGP0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205449801963295522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A stone carving. Notice Jesus draped over a rock while praying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD14TeYmUxI/AAAAAAAAASw/n2RM3QTAu74/s1600-h/IMGP0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD14TeYmUxI/AAAAAAAAASw/n2RM3QTAu74/s320/IMGP0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205449020279247634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olive tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18lOYmU_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/c5a_bXZsz0k/s1600-h/D+Wed+Gethsemane+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18lOYmU_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/c5a_bXZsz0k/s320/D+Wed+Gethsemane+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205453723268436978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again.  They were HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17ueYmU-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/GumuyFLt41A/s1600-h/D+Wed+Gethsemane+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD17ueYmU-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/GumuyFLt41A/s320/D+Wed+Gethsemane+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205452782670599138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18leYmVAI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AsDHs1LDVHc/s1600-h/D+Wed+Gethsemane+towards+Golden+Gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18leYmVAI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AsDHs1LDVHc/s320/D+Wed+Gethsemane+towards+Golden+Gate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205453727563404290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Gethsemane looking toward the Golden Gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-HeYmVOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ZQxEYCBZOOU/s1600-h/D+Wed+Ruins+of+City+of+David+SW+City+Wall+Corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-HeYmVOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ZQxEYCBZOOU/s320/D+Wed+Ruins+of+City+of+David+SW+City+Wall+Corner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205455411190584546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruins of City of David SW City Wall Corner.  Very hard to see in the picture, but amazing in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18mOYmVDI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JYjedExre0k/s1600-h/D+Wed+King+Davids+Tomb+IsraelTrip+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD18mOYmVDI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JYjedExre0k/s320/D+Wed+King+Davids+Tomb+IsraelTrip+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205453740448306226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Supposedly King David's Tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-s-YmVRI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QzE0Y-xCIxM/s1600-h/D+Wed+Upper+Room+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-s-YmVRI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QzE0Y-xCIxM/s320/D+Wed+Upper+Room+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205456055435678994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upper Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-tOYmVSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bKFv3mkViVM/s1600-h/D+Wed+Upper+Room+Door+to+Spirit+Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1-tOYmVSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bKFv3mkViVM/s320/D+Wed+Upper+Room+Door+to+Spirit+Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205456059730646306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Door to the Spirit Room where the actual last supper took place. It is only open a few times each year, so we couldn't get in to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD161uYmU1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/vroGf9BSnx0/s1600-h/IMGP0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD161uYmU1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/vroGf9BSnx0/s320/IMGP0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205451807713022802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD161-YmU2I/AAAAAAAAATY/oAOmHxZGkMY/s1600-h/IMGP0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD161-YmU2I/AAAAAAAAATY/oAOmHxZGkMY/s320/IMGP0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205451812007990114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD2w-OYmVUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XT8LFH3hQJU/s1600-h/hippo+chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD2w-OYmVUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XT8LFH3hQJU/s320/hippo+chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205511327369811266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chocolate hippos I brought home for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for today.  Stay tuned...More to come!&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/6564799135970749160-6892481769389775093?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6892481769389775093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6892481769389775093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6892481769389775093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6892481769389775093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/05/israel-day-5-january-9-2008.html' title='Israel: Day 5, January 9, 2008'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD162OYmU3I/AAAAAAAAATg/yv7bfKvXo60/s72-c/D+Wed+AM+Vew+from+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-3676914105467551598</id><published>2008-03-23T08:02:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:04:09.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 4, January 8, 2008</title><content type='html'>Tuesday began with us sleeping in again. Then breakfast and group devotions.  Our first watch was 12-2PM.  Seat mate 1 led this one.  I spent some time soaking (not sleeping this time) and bible reading.  I also spent some time worshiping through prophetic songs.  We felt drawn to sing and prophecy over the old Jerusalem city and Mount Zion.  Also during this watch, seat mate 2 got out his cedar flute and began playing. We felt a call to pray for Native Americans.  The overall theme of this set was a deep longing for the presence of the Lord for all people.  A lot of what we sang came from Song of Solomon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After this set was over we again ate sandwiches in the little break room section of the worship room.  I had turkey and cheese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The next set was 3-5PM.   During this set, we sung using our prayer languages.   I believe we gravitated towards our natural spiritual tongue as we went deeper into worship, the prophetic, and prayer intercession.  The scriptures the Lord has us concentrate on were from Ezekiel 33, 34, 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Tuesday night was our night to eat out on the town.  We got directions for a place called The Focaccia Bar.   We parked by a construction site where they were rebuilding a large hotel.  There was a huge crane lifting large funnel shaped containers right over the parked van and our heads, and delivering it many floors up.  We filled up the parking meter with shekels and walked to the restaurant with the construction going on overhead!  At the entrance of the restaurant, our bags were searched and the security guard had a hand held metal detector.  He was dressed in what looked like a snowmobiling suit – that was really body armor.  The restaurant was situated on the porch of a house, with the house serving as the kitchen/prep area and a coffee bar.  The tables were situated among live trees and tall propane space heaters.  Boy, did the heat feel so good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We ordered pizza sized focaccia bread as appetizers.  One looked brushed in olive oil and had some olives, dried tomato, and another kind of dipping sauce.  The second bread came with goat cheese and sweet red peppers.  That was really good.  We each got something a little different for dinner – pastas, lasagnas, and fish.  I ordered sweet potato ravioli.  L ordered potato gnochi.  We both couldn't decide what we wanted so we ordered them to share.  The sweet potato ravioli was definitely different. It was made with sweet potato dough and was filled with cheese.  It was in a creamy tomato sauce (it seemed like they mixed alfredo and tomato sauces together).  The gnochi was an experience I will never forget.  I am used to the gnochi that we have here, in the states.  I was in for a big surprise.  I put one in my mouth started chewing and almost threw up. No lie.  It was a texture thing for me.  They weren't pastay and chewy like they are here.  They were little balls of mashed potatoes that dissolved in our mouth.  One bite was enough for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After the gnochi experience, I was ready for dessert.  We ordered 4 and split them all.  I had some sort of coconut and chocolate mousse thing dipped in chocolate.  It made up for the gnochi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After we got back to the house, I called home through &lt;a href="http://www.skype.com/"&gt;Skype&lt;/a&gt;.  It was great hearing my DSH and the kids.  M had a web cam for the computer we were using and the kids thought it was really funny seeing me in my pj's.  They thought it was even funnier when I asked them if they were ready for bed.  They told me definitely not because it was only 2PM.  The time change was really hard to get used to for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;All too soon it was time for bed.  We were getting up at 5 AM (10PM states time) for our first watch on Wednesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1jB-YmUYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/K32vS3KdqDA/s1600-h/IMGP0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1jB-YmUYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/K32vS3KdqDA/s320/IMGP0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205425629887353218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The toilet in our house.  Notice the 2 flushing buttons? Hmmm, Why have 2. Doesn't one do the job?  Any guesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1jV-YmUaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_uizkZLz0cQ/s1600-h/C+Tue+Focaccia+Bar+Menu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1jV-YmUaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_uizkZLz0cQ/s320/C+Tue+Focaccia+Bar+Menu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205425973484736930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Menu from the fococcia bar. (Prices in shekels, not US dollars.  To get the amount divide by 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1jNuYmUZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/MtNpLCS5C6I/s1600-h/C+Tue+Focaccia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1jNuYmUZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/MtNpLCS5C6I/s320/C+Tue+Focaccia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205425831750816146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the fococcias we ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1i3OYmUXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/dYsCPNE0a58/s1600-h/IMGP0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1i3OYmUXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/dYsCPNE0a58/s320/IMGP0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205425445203759474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dessert (that made up for the gnochi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1iWuYmUVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/b6qru-dVrYc/s1600-h/IMGP0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1iWuYmUVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/b6qru-dVrYc/s320/IMGP0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205424886858010962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The toilet in the restaurant. Another version of the 2 flusher buttons. Yes, I did indeed have a toilet fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1iQeYmUUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZIU7rEjSFog/s1600-h/IMGP0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1iQeYmUUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZIU7rEjSFog/s320/IMGP0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205424779483828546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sink in the bathroom.  It was a solid peice of stone where the sinks were chiseled out of the stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1h2uYmUTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ITeq1fRE7yY/s1600-h/IMGP0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1h2uYmUTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ITeq1fRE7yY/s320/IMGP0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205424337102197042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me at the fococcia bar.  Yes I do have a tiki torch growing out of my head. Now do you believe me that it was cold?  I wish I would have had my scarf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stay tuned...More to come!&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/6564799135970749160-3676914105467551598?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3676914105467551598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3676914105467551598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3676914105467551598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3676914105467551598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/03/israel-day-4-january-8-2008.html' title='Israel: Day 4, January 8, 2008'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/SD1jB-YmUYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/K32vS3KdqDA/s72-c/IMGP0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-7234666332651770307</id><published>2008-03-22T19:40:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:01:45.631-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 3, January 7, 2008</title><content type='html'>I really am still here.  Just a little busy.  Back to Jerusalem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just a wee bit long.  Be prepared. Grab some tea and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;On Monday, some of us slept in a bit.  I was not one of those, I am usually an early riser. That and the fact that the sun rose on our side on the house and our room had no curtains.   We all took our time getting ready, then had breakfast and group devotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Our first worship set was from 2 to 3pm.   Before this set, we went into downtown Jerusalem to find a falafel to eat in the same area we exchanged our money, the day before.  We parked in the bottom level of a below street parking garage and walked through a market-like street that had shops and restaurants.  After walking for what seemed like forever, we stopped at a street-side place and got our falafel's and Shwarma's.    Falafel's: pita filled with hummus, falafel (deep fried chick pea balls), cucumber and tomato salad, lettuce, cabbage, onions, pickles and french fries.  I wasn't going to get the fries on mine but I was really intrigued.  It was actually good.  I lived for the pickles. I am a pickle kind of girl. Shwarma's: same as a falafel but with chicken instead.  They had a 3 foot high stack of chicken breasts on a pole cooking and they shaved off some and grilled it a bit with other (some unidentifiable) ingredients.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Traffic:  to borrow the phrase, &lt;a href="http://www.melissa-ohmyword.blogspot.com/"&gt;OH MY WORD!&lt;/a&gt;  People park where ever they want. On the street, on the sidewalk.  The streets were narrow with LOTS of cars and trucks and tour buses.  At traffic lights, it goes green, yellow, red like here except that before it turns green, it turns yellow again.  As soon as it turns yellow (before green) people lay on their horns.  People over there use horns for everything.  Talk about an impatient society.  I have such a greater respect for our van driver, D.  He was able to get us places in one piece. And he was able to park in spots where I wouldn't even have tried.  There were lots of times driving that I would just be praying for our safety.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;When we got to the worship room, we saw a herd of sheep and their shepherd on the side of Mount Zion, facing us.  In our 2-3 PM set, we prayed to Jesus to bring His peace to the nations – and starting from His throne, running down the mountain, flowing over the walls.  Seat mate 2  asked for us to be the leaves of healing for the nations, bringing both healing and peace through the worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After that watch, we headed back to our house to rest and eat dinner.  S and I made Lasagna, salad, and rolls. The men did the cleaning up and dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Our second watch started at 8 PM.  This was the corporate worship/teaching time for all of the staff to come together. We worshiped a bit in the beginning, then Tom taught on new wineskins and shared a little about what the Lord has been doing in our worship team in the US – specifically with stepping into new places in worship and singing heaven's songs and heavenly sounds. Then, at the end, L felt the Lord leading us to pray for their physical senses to be opened in greater dimensions; Tom had her lead them in prayer, and we asked for the Lord to open up our eyes, ears, etc... There was great hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Then we did a “fire tunnel” as seat mate 1 sang and played over us at the piano, and had them come through as we prayed over each one. I was really skeptical about this.  I hardly ever have gone through a tunnel. Usually I was on stage doing worship.  I always wondered if people just said the same thing over and over or if they really did get so many different words.  Well, I was soon to find out...  The Lord was so faithful to give prophetic words over and over again for each one that came through. I was the first one in line and was standing across from seat mate 2.  As soon as the person would enter the tunnel, I would immediately have a word fro them.  It happened again and again.  Over and over.  And, to top it off, (I think God was showing me something) Tom and L were praying at the other end of the line.  When the people would get to them, they would have pretty much the same exact word that I gave to that person. Now I have my answer. No need for skepticism anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Our team flowed in the prophetic beautifully and the Lord's sweet presence was overwhelming.  Bottom line is, they were touched, refreshed, strengthened, and a greater freedom came as the Lord touched them. Our watch was coming to an end, and a Korean team was supposed to take the next watch, but we were still flowing strongly ministering prophetically, so they all got in line and we had a powerful time ministering to the Korean team (through an interpreter).  Beautiful people and an intense hunger for more of the Lord – it is like they suck it out of you they're so hungry. While we ministered to the Korean team, D, Seat mate 2, and M jumped on drums, acoustic, and bass and we “took off” in this fun, jammin' music - this dance party started and this freedom came and everyone there started dancing, and jumping, and twirling, and unique, funny dances that us Americans have never seen before (ask me to show you some of them! You'll get a kick out of it!) – so many expressions of worship and joy of the Lord. We laughed and laughed and laughed as we all joined them in having fun with Jesus dancing and playing.  Our time went over so much that we didn't   stop until 11:30 (we were supposed to end our watch at 10).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It was really hard to leave the worship room.  I wanted to stay and worship but my bed was calling me.  We got back to the room and found out that the owners had gotten portable oil heaters for us.  So we all plugged them in and next thing we knew we blew a fuse.  Dark inside. Dark outside. No lights.  WHERE IS THE FUSEBOX?  DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE THE FUSEBOX IS? Nope, not in that closet. Not behind the fridge.  Not in the storage room.  Not even in the bathroom!  One of the interns who was living at the house knew where to find it. We had to leave the apartment, go to another part of the house, open the door using a butter knife because we had no key, and then try to figure out which fuses were blown.  We got it all situated and then went back to our apartment.  Now we only plugged a couple of the heaters in.  I was glad for sleep that night. I slept like a rock.  Morning came too soon for my tastes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZCb9tsu9I/AAAAAAAAANA/BLb-hUF65cI/s1600-h/IMGP0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZCb9tsu9I/AAAAAAAAANA/BLb-hUF65cI/s320/IMGP0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180901469526473682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the sheep? The little white dots in the center far back in the pix.  Really it is the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZCqdtsu-I/AAAAAAAAANI/Ma9C3pvM8Gc/s1600-h/IMGP0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZCqdtsu-I/AAAAAAAAANI/Ma9C3pvM8Gc/s320/IMGP0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180901718634576866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how you spell spaghetti in Hebrew. Just in case you ever need to go to an Israeli grocery store.  I took this pix as we were walking to the street market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZKldtsvBI/AAAAAAAAANg/SSMSkuyK53U/s1600-h/B+Mon+Street+Mkt+IsraelTrip+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZKldtsvBI/AAAAAAAAANg/SSMSkuyK53U/s320/B+Mon+Street+Mkt+IsraelTrip+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180910428828253202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Street market 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZKW9tsvAI/AAAAAAAAANY/yCxvO19NCAM/s1600-h/IMGP0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZKW9tsvAI/AAAAAAAAANY/yCxvO19NCAM/s320/IMGP0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180910179720150018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Street market 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZKLNtsu_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/7cuhzWIo9wo/s1600-h/IMGP0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZKLNtsu_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/7cuhzWIo9wo/s320/IMGP0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180909977856687090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Street market 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZK29tsvCI/AAAAAAAAANo/-TQbgBMZBYc/s1600-h/IMGP0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZK29tsvCI/AAAAAAAAANo/-TQbgBMZBYc/s320/IMGP0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180910729475963938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would you look ate that? They even have McDonald's in Jerusalem.  After eating the falafel, I had absolutely NO desire to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQHNtsvDI/AAAAAAAAANw/C6zAc-4JUMQ/s1600-h/B+Mon+Succat+Hallel+Fig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQHNtsvDI/AAAAAAAAANw/C6zAc-4JUMQ/s320/B+Mon+Succat+Hallel+Fig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180916506206977074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A fig tree outside of the worship room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQSttsvEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vbdlmABOhdo/s1600-h/B+Mon+Succat+Hallel+Street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQSttsvEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vbdlmABOhdo/s320/B+Mon+Succat+Hallel+Street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180916703775472706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The street in front of the worship room.  Sometimes we parked on the sidewalk. Sometimes we parked in a very small parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQc9tsvFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OndmmBN0xHQ/s1600-h/B+Mon+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQc9tsvFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OndmmBN0xHQ/s320/B+Mon+Succat+Hallel+IsraelTrip+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180916879869131858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Balcony at the worship room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQydtsvGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JpGrOJTr4B8/s1600-h/FridayPanFromSuccatHallel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZQydtsvGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JpGrOJTr4B8/s320/FridayPanFromSuccatHallel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180917249236319330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Panoramic view from the worship room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZTd9tsvMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/z1Zrmle-DYE/s1600-h/IMGP0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZTd9tsvMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/z1Zrmle-DYE/s320/IMGP0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180920195583884482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pix is from our worship time that occurred after the prayer tunnel. What a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pix that seat mate 2 and M took while on a walk before our 8 PM set:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZS79tsvJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3NIqISWGEDw/s1600-h/B+Mon+On+walk+with+Mike+IsraelTrip+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZS79tsvJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3NIqISWGEDw/s320/B+Mon+On+walk+with+Mike+IsraelTrip+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180919611468332178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gather you're not supposed to climb the poles in Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZTE9tsvKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1ySt6m_zudU/s1600-h/B+Mon+On+walk+with+Mike+IsraelTrip+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZTE9tsvKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1ySt6m_zudU/s320/B+Mon+On+walk+with+Mike+IsraelTrip+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180919766087154850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful pix of the sunset and another glimpse of what all of the houses in Israel look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZTONtsvLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eVW-12P_6Is/s1600-h/B+Mon+On+walk+with+Mike+IsraelTrip+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZTONtsvLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eVW-12P_6Is/s320/B+Mon+On+walk+with+Mike+IsraelTrip+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180919925000944818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One word...TRAFFIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7234666332651770307?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7234666332651770307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7234666332651770307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7234666332651770307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7234666332651770307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/03/israel-day-3-january-7-2008.html' title='Israel: Day 3, January 7, 2008'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R-ZCb9tsu9I/AAAAAAAAANA/BLb-hUF65cI/s72-c/IMGP0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-3544975289963770705</id><published>2008-01-29T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:07:18.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>A Break From Jerusalem</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been doing my Free on Friday segment lately.  The last time I tried to find free stuff, there wasn't too much to choose from and I ran out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across this.  Newsong is one of my favorite bands and just found out that they are giving away a free copy of their album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freenewsong.com/"&gt;Click here for details.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...more Jerusalem on the way, I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-3544975289963770705?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3544975289963770705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3544975289963770705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3544975289963770705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3544975289963770705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/01/break-from-jerusalem.html' title='A Break From Jerusalem'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-4647047632876032320</id><published>2008-01-20T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:26:09.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 2, January 6, 2008</title><content type='html'>Day 2 began sometime on the plane, maybe over the ocean, maybe over land.   We arrived in Tel Aviv at 9:15 AM Sunday morning, found all of our luggage (yeah!, it all made it!), and met our escort.  That part was hilarious.  Instead of our leaders correct name, our driver was holding a sign that stated Tom Spinks.  So from now on our leader will be known as Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove about an hour to get to Jerusalem, stopping along the way to exchange our American money to new Israeli shekels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once arriving at our house in Jerusalem (at about 12 PM), we took our belongings to our rooms and then 3 of us went grocery shopping.  I was in charge of planning and making the meals while we were in Israel so I was elected to go to the store.  I NEVER, EVER want to do that again!!!!!  I was exhausted from not sleeping on the plane so I remember my experience as being worse than it really was.  The meals for the week were mac &amp;amp; cheese, Mexican chicken bake, lasagna, meatloaf, and steak.  In addition to buying food for my planned meals, I had to buy food for breakfasts and lunches.  The store we went to was small and EVERYTHING was in Hebrew (Except Pringles and Oreos)!  I was really lost since I forgot to brush up on my Hebrew reading and writing skills before leaving for Israel.  By the time our shopping trip was over, I was feeling oh, so frustrated and ready to cry.  I thought I got butter.  But because I couldn't read the package, I actually got lard or shortening.  GROSS!  No shredded cheese.  I think I got a chuck of cheddar but the deli person couldn't speak or understand English.  On and on the story goes.  One last thing about the store, the cashier said I owed 1700. I about fell over.  And then I remembered it was in shekels, not dollars.  It was really only $400.  Well, we get home from the store at 2 PM (yes it took long at the store, but I justify it by saying that I couldn't read what I was buying).  I had just enough time to put away the groceries and brush my teeth while the other team members made everyone sandwiches to eat between our sessions.  Our first session started at 3PM.&lt;br /&gt;Session 1 (3-5PM): Seat mate 1 led this session while the rest of us soaked.  At least we were supposed to soak.  I slept.  Sleep/Soak kind of sounds the same!  I tried not to sleep but I sat down, rested my elbows on my lap and was out.  After this not long enough session (at least my nap wasn't long enough), we ate our sandwiches in the little break room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session 2 (6-8PM):  Tom led this session and honestly I was so tired I had to keep moving &amp;amp; swaying, and jumping not to fall asleep.  I caught myself a couple times almost dozing while I had my eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home by 8:30 PM.  I took that time to unpack and change into my jammies.  We decided that we were hungry so we ordered Domino's Pizza.  That in itself was interesting.  The menu was automated and spoken in Hebrew.  The pizza took forever to arrive and then we get a phone call from the delivery guy.  He couldn't find our address and we found out that we called the WRONG CITY.  We ordered our pizza from Tel Aviv which was an hour away from where we were.   The Tel Aviv Domino's called the Jerusalem Domino's and transferred our order there.  After another 45 minutes our pizza finally arrived.  Remind me never to order pepperoni in a pork free country again.  It was really gross. The pepperoni tasted like beef hot dogs.  Hot dogs are okay by themselves. On pizza, they are gross!   I realized eating that pizza that I am a very spoiled American.&lt;br /&gt;11:15 Bedtime.  It was so cold in the house, that I slept in 3 pairs of socks, a tank top, another shirt, and my jammy shirt.  I covered myself with 2 thick comforters and still fell asleep shivering.  The house was made of stone and had marble floors.  It just kept the cold in.  I slept like a rock that night!  I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow and slept solid.  I vaguely remember waking up sometime during the night to pee but I couldn't bear to get out of my warm bed and walk across the cold, cold floor, so I prayed that I would hold it in until morning and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5UvXu8eE7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/bNij_awvrLg/s1600-h/IMGP0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5UvXu8eE7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/bNij_awvrLg/s320/IMGP0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158081033007928242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture  of some city that was located between Tel Aviv and Jerusalem.  I have no clue what it was.  I was just so excited to see some of the land of Israel, I couldn't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5Uvmu8eE8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/stsngxCksCI/s1600-h/IMGP0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5Uvmu8eE8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/stsngxCksCI/s320/IMGP0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158081290705966018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of a bagel store that was across the street from where we exchanged our money.  I couldn't resist taking a picture.  How appropriate, us being in the "holy land" and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5Uv2e8eE9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3eg2jKxhR9o/s1600-h/IMGP0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5Uv2e8eE9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3eg2jKxhR9o/s320/IMGP0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158081561288905682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Domino's pizza box.  Again, don't put beef hot dogs on your pizza, it isn't worth it!  Notice the 3 Jewish superheroes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5UyCu8eE-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/1-eJn1Ou8IY/s1600-h/IMGP0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5UyCu8eE-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/1-eJn1Ou8IY/s320/IMGP0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158083970765558754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the gate that we had to go through in order to get to our house.  The houses were more like apartment buildings.  There were no free standing single dwelling in all of Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5UyPO8eE_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/DQ_QSwtT85E/s1600-h/IMGP0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5UyPO8eE_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/DQ_QSwtT85E/s320/IMGP0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158084185513923570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the outside of the girls room.  Yes, it is a sun porch that was converted into a bedroom.  No, there weren't any curtains but we did have the hedge that was by the gate to aid in privacy.  No, I don't have a picture of the inside of our room. I just plum forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5U2He8eFAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pcCJHjvrJdc/s1600-h/IMGP0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5U2He8eFAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pcCJHjvrJdc/s320/IMGP0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158088450416448514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The front door of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5U2Ze8eFBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Qsszu0IXn4/s1600-h/IMGP0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5U2Ze8eFBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Qsszu0IXn4/s320/IMGP0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158088759654093842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The living room and dining room.  The floor was so cold that I liked to plant myself on that throw rug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5U3Ue8eFCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e0tjzbIrKO8/s1600-h/IMGP0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5U3Ue8eFCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e0tjzbIrKO8/s320/IMGP0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158089773266375714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kitchen.  It's from IKEA.  Yes, they even have an Ikea in Jerusalem.  The girl in the background is one of the Succatt Hallal interns that was staying in the house with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4647047632876032320?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4647047632876032320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4647047632876032320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4647047632876032320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4647047632876032320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/01/israel-day-2-january-6-2008.html' title='Israel: Day 2, January 6, 2008'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5UvXu8eE7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/bNij_awvrLg/s72-c/IMGP0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-9013547935420949890</id><published>2008-01-20T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T08:36:26.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel: Day 1, January 5, 2008</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day one, Saturday, we left the church at 8:30 AM to go to the airport.  Upon arriving in Newark, NJ, we waited in a LONG line for check in only to be told that we were in the WRONG LINE!  So we changed lines and started over.  When we got the the counter check in went very smoothly.  We had lots of time on our hands before we could board the plane so we did what any good Christian folks would do, we ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got on the plane and prepared ourselves for the 10 hour flight.  We were on a 777 jet that has 3 seats  at each window and 3 seats in the middle of the plane.  We were in the middle section in rows 42, 43, &amp;amp; 44 out of 45 total rows.  The plane was packed, there wasn't an empty spot to be found on it.  The flight started out fun but then the novelty wore off and everyone tried to sleep.  It was really hard and I think I slept for a total of maybe an hour.  One thing I'll remember is that all they did on the plane was try to feed us.  First it was a drink and snack. Then it was a meal. Then another drink.  And another drink. And then another snack.  And another drink. And another drink. Then the fed us breakfast and one more drink.  No wonder I couldn't sleep.  They kept waking us up to feed us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere during the flight, it turned into Sunday, but more on that later.  Enjoy the Day 1 pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NNOe8eE6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/MEapNWEFBj8/s320/IMGP0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157550909489550242" border="0" /&gt;The crew (minus the leader)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NNFe8eE5I/AAAAAAAAALw/-Dh9n3-_zWk/s1600-h/IMGP0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NNFe8eE5I/AAAAAAAAALw/-Dh9n3-_zWk/s320/IMGP0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157550754870727570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Experimenting with my camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NM8-8eE4I/AAAAAAAAALo/aOjRx4lXyBk/s1600-h/IMGP0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NM8-8eE4I/AAAAAAAAALo/aOjRx4lXyBk/s320/IMGP0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157550608841839490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seat mate 1 - Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NMzO8eE3I/AAAAAAAAALg/-KMJmRtXw68/s1600-h/IMGP0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NMzO8eE3I/AAAAAAAAALg/-KMJmRtXw68/s320/IMGP0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157550441338114930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seat Mate 2 - Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-9013547935420949890?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9013547935420949890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=9013547935420949890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/9013547935420949890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/9013547935420949890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/01/israel-day-1-january-5-2008.html' title='Israel: Day 1, January 5, 2008'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R5NNOe8eE6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/MEapNWEFBj8/s72-c/IMGP0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-8048277442610526442</id><published>2008-01-09T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:36:45.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Some Highlights, More to Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R4UtQO8eE2I/AAAAAAAAALY/VAYNgfG8XVw/s1600-h/IMGP0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R4UtQO8eE2I/AAAAAAAAALY/VAYNgfG8XVw/s320/IMGP0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153575105508283234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jerusalem City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8048277442610526442?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8048277442610526442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8048277442610526442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8048277442610526442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8048277442610526442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-highlights-more-to-come.html' title='Some Highlights, More to Come'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/R4UtQO8eE2I/AAAAAAAAALY/VAYNgfG8XVw/s72-c/IMGP0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-753346075864644577</id><published>2008-01-03T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T17:37:56.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>My Vacation Starts Soon</title><content type='html'>Well guys, on Saturday I leave for Israel.  Today I was busy tying up loose ends and making lists for my DSH.  Tomorrow I'll pack.  And pack.  And pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little nervous about the trip but my excitement is out-weighing my nervousness.  I am ready to spend hours and hours worshiping my Daddy.  How lucky can a girl get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post at least once while I am there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-753346075864644577?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/753346075864644577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=753346075864644577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/753346075864644577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/753346075864644577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-vacation-starts-soon.html' title='My Vacation Starts Soon'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-1764848782229993648</id><published>2008-01-03T17:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T17:29:46.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Has it really been a month since I last posted? Wow, where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to introduce you to a new blog in the area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://livinlife2fullest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livin' Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1764848782229993648?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1764848782229993648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1764848782229993648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1764848782229993648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1764848782229993648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-4596799139279050712</id><published>2007-12-05T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T18:34:12.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>In Honor of the First Snowfall of the Season...</title><content type='html'>Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1182748879"&gt;My 3 Little Elves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4596799139279050712?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4596799139279050712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4596799139279050712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4596799139279050712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4596799139279050712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-honor-of-first-snowfall-of-season.html' title='In Honor of the First Snowfall of the Season...'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-7535814429537992426</id><published>2007-11-15T12:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:03:55.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other uses for...'/><title type='text'>Rainy Day Fun</title><content type='html'>Here's what we do when it's rainy outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzyJpCVmmnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1JiY2u4ww_M/s1600-h/100_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzyJpCVmmnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1JiY2u4ww_M/s320/100_1130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133129013390645874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzyJhyVmmmI/AAAAAAAAALI/i01xFVpTmTw/s1600-h/100_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzyJhyVmmmI/AAAAAAAAALI/i01xFVpTmTw/s320/100_1128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133128888836594274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzyJOSVmmlI/AAAAAAAAALA/TZanrZp90_0/s1600-h/100_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzyJOSVmmlI/AAAAAAAAALA/TZanrZp90_0/s320/100_1125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133128553829145170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we do the stair slide.  You should try it sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7535814429537992426?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7535814429537992426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7535814429537992426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7535814429537992426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7535814429537992426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/rainy-day-fun.html' title='Rainy Day Fun'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzyJpCVmmnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1JiY2u4ww_M/s72-c/100_1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-2785209407514537057</id><published>2007-11-11T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T13:18:14.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastic Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzdHTaw3SCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5W7qrt_XJJs/s1600-h/eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzdHTaw3SCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5W7qrt_XJJs/s320/eggs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131648699339327522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know where I could buy some plastic Easter eggs in the middle of November? I need them for a birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2785209407514537057?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2785209407514537057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2785209407514537057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2785209407514537057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2785209407514537057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/plastic-easter-eggs.html' title='Plastic Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RzdHTaw3SCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5W7qrt_XJJs/s72-c/eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-4427902368182385210</id><published>2007-11-04T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:02:25.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Dad</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should update you about my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called me just before my trip to IN and I didn't get a chance to post about that.  She called and told me that my dad's surgery is postponed to Nov 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called me tonight and told me that they were pretty sure they had to cancel the surgery. My dad's blood pressure has been really wacky. Some days it's extremely high, some days it's extremely low.  So far he has passed out three times.  He is all bruised because of that.  My dad has Parkinson's and this could be a side effect of the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want my dad to have the surgery because he is in constant pain, some days he can't even stand up straight.  BUT, I am glad that this happened, because I don't want there to be any chance for compliations at surgery time.  God is so faithful.  He knows what is best for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, please pray for healing for my dad. He has struggled with Parkinson's for years and it just keeps getting worse.  Please pray too for my mom. She has a lot on her shoulders right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering, they are saved but are not on the same level as what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4427902368182385210?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4427902368182385210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4427902368182385210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4427902368182385210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4427902368182385210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-dad.html' title='My Dad'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7512017926155775211</id><published>2007-11-03T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:05:00.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Still Here?</title><content type='html'>I have had absolutely no time to blog.  Yes I am still alive and well, just no time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some posts to look forward to in the coming days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIA Craft Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, another Free on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7512017926155775211?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7512017926155775211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7512017926155775211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7512017926155775211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7512017926155775211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/am-i-still-here.html' title='Am I Still Here?'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-2072147591036253855</id><published>2007-10-19T06:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T13:33:02.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free On Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.realarcade.com/promoFull?src=opt1007newsletter&amp;amp;gameid=gamehousesudoku&amp;amp;tps=cablev-cl_"&gt;Sudoku Game&lt;/a&gt; (computer game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenies.com/en_US/2k6sampling/feline.asp"&gt;Greenies for Cats&lt;/a&gt; (I don't have a cat, just thought I would post this for those of you who do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.worldmag.com/subscribe/sonlight.cfm"&gt;World Magazine&lt;/a&gt; (8 issues free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2072147591036253855?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2072147591036253855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2072147591036253855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2072147591036253855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2072147591036253855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-on-friday_19.html' title='Free On Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7363127290477050780</id><published>2007-10-16T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T14:43:19.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>!. My &lt;a href="http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-pray.html"&gt;MIL&lt;/a&gt; is going in on Thursday (10/18) for surgery to get her kidney removed.  Please pray that everything goes well with NO complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My father is scheduled to have MAJOR back surgery on October 31.  My mom just called and told me that he has a bladder infection and if it doesn't clear up, they can't operate. He really needs this surgery, he is in constant pain.  Please pray for healing of the bladder infection and that his surgery will go well with no complications.   Please pray for me too, my parents live in FL so I am felling a little nervous about them being so far away since the surgery is pretty major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7363127290477050780?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7363127290477050780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7363127290477050780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7363127290477050780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7363127290477050780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-2882217526042025509</id><published>2007-10-15T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:36:09.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Breakfast Surprise Chowder</title><content type='html'>Shadow found this recipe on a website where he plays games.  We made it last night and it was really good. It is a nice warm grainy meal.  I thought I would share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast Surprise Chowder&lt;br /&gt;3 Cups cooked brown rice&lt;br /&gt;3/4 C soy milk&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP honey&lt;br /&gt;1 medium apple, cored &amp;amp; chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;3 TBSP raisins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook rice according to package directions.  While rice is cooking, chop apple (leave the skin on) and add to honey, cinnamon, and raisins. Stir to coat apples.  When the water is absorbed from the rice, add the milk and apple mixture. Stir to combine. Heat until warmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used white rice (it would have been better with brown), fat free milk, and added a little bit of granulated sugar. We also added roasted soybeans, shelled sunflower seeds, flax seed, and dried cranberries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2882217526042025509?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2882217526042025509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2882217526042025509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2882217526042025509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2882217526042025509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/breakfast-surprise-chowder.html' title='Breakfast Surprise Chowder'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-641111880413303701</id><published>2007-10-12T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:39:55.549-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too funny'/><title type='text'>Need Some Homework Help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You have got to check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZA7Hhc_MnE"&gt;Homework Help!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-641111880413303701?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/641111880413303701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=641111880413303701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/641111880413303701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/641111880413303701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/need-some-homework-help.html' title='Need Some Homework Help?'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7223140687250515089</id><published>2007-10-12T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T08:52:38.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here are today's freebies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carma-labs.com/freesample.asp"&gt;Carmex Lip Balm&lt;/a&gt; (I absolutely love this stuff. It's the only chap stick that I use. It heals dry chapped lips in one day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baindeterre.com/sample.asp"&gt;Mud Masque for Hair&lt;/a&gt; (even our hair needs a spa treatment every once in a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=25467&amp;amp;source="&gt;Curel Moisturizer&lt;/a&gt; (is your skin thirsty?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bventertainment.go.com/tv/buenavista/regisandkelly/special/halloween3D/index.html"&gt;3-D Glasses&lt;/a&gt; (If you didn't get enough from my last post, here's your chance to get more.  For this one you have to go to any Walgreen's and pick up a pair at the photo counter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.softcoin.com/p/handler?target=general&amp;amp;action=getHome&amp;amp;sid=2370"&gt;Dr. Pepper from Chick-Fil-A&lt;/a&gt; (You have to play a game but then you automatically win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xyzal.com/Allergy_Appointment/Help_You.aspx"&gt;Hypo-allergenic Pillowcase&lt;/a&gt; (you have to fill out a survey on allergies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today. Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7223140687250515089?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7223140687250515089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7223140687250515089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7223140687250515089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7223140687250515089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-on-friday_12.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-4511049140773233549</id><published>2007-10-11T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:50:29.159-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionettes and Royal Rangers'/><title type='text'>Missionettes and Royal Rangers</title><content type='html'>Last night was day one of our Wednesday night classes at church.  Now that all of the prep work for it is over, I can breathe a little easier. I even may have time to blog again.  Throughout the last week there have been many stressful moments on my part (just ask my kids, they'll tell you) but last night went well.  I have heard nothing but good responses to the program.  We had about 50 kids total (K-5th grade) in the 4 classes.    In my class I had one girl ask Jesus into her heart.  THAT is why all of the stress and headaches of the last week have been worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what all God has in store for the church and this program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4511049140773233549?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4511049140773233549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4511049140773233549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4511049140773233549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4511049140773233549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/missionettes-and-royal-rangers.html' title='Missionettes and Royal Rangers'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-1644520814969649043</id><published>2007-10-07T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:44:39.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speakers'/><title type='text'>Fight Like a Girl</title><content type='html'>I know I am supposed to be taking a break, but I found this and just had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.messengerintl.org/index.asp"&gt;Lisa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bevere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is one of my absolutely favorite speakers. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; seen her multiple times and am always challenged. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; week and next she is being featured on &lt;a href="http://www.bvov.tv/kcm/webcasts.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Believer's&lt;/span&gt; Voice of Victory's daily TV show.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out if you get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it look like to be a powerful, purposeful christian woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God helps you face your fears, you become fearless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter of God… you are woven into a God’s beautiful story. You are set apart and your life tells a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. (Psalm 139:16 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what story do you want to tell? Mother, what legacy would you leave behind for your children? Beloved, what is your love story? My children have something more in them. I catch it in the faraway glimpses of their eyes. I hear its voice in the music that moves them. I want my life to speak to them in a way they can understand. Love alone crosses all boundaries of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we cannot determine how our stories begin, we are very much a part of how they will end. Never doubt, there is a wrestling match taking place for how your tale will close. More often than not, happy endings come only after there has been a battle waged with evil. In our world, very little good happens without some sort of fight. Each and every day could be likened to a page. We are the writers who craft the stories with our words and choices. This is but one of the reasons why stories speak so powerfully to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus walked the earth as a man, He was a master story teller. He packaged timeless messages in word pictures. He used parables, natural law, and real-life experiences to teach His audiences about His Father’s kingdom. He wanted the truth to be heard within the framework of living, progressive pictures. He took the abstract and made it tangible and embraceable in the everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could almost say stories are the original form of movies, because as plots develop, we find our minds moving from one scene to the next. We do not merely hear or read stories; we see them as only we can. In the secret places of our hearts and minds, they take form. Within the framework of our imaginations, characters are cast with whom only we can identify. They move freely and fill in the blanks as the story unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about your story? Before the most exciting parts of your story can be realized, you must first discover your role. I am afraid far too often a true casting never happens. We float through life, hoping someone else will tell us what parts we are to play. There is great potential for danger when we make others responsible for our happiness. God is the ultimate storyteller who wants to reveal His love story in you. He has written your role and scripted the desires of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause and Ponder: What story have you been living? Or more importantly, whose story have you been living? Have you been allowing others to dictate your life’s story or are you allowing God to dictate His grand story for your life?&lt;br /&gt;Remember that the end of your story is not yet written. Even now you are crafting your tale with your words and choices. The world is watching to see which story you will be apart of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article is derived from Lisa’s &lt;a href="http://www.messengerintl.org/product.asp?id=ENGCURL006A"&gt;Fight Like a Girl Message&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1644520814969649043?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1644520814969649043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1644520814969649043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1644520814969649043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1644520814969649043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/fight-like-girl.html' title='Fight Like a Girl'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-372298583253435377</id><published>2007-10-06T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:52:22.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>No Posts Lately</title><content type='html'>I have been extremely busy over the last week.  Here's why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;a href="http://christcc.org/home.html"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; is soon starting the &lt;a href="http://missionettes.ag.org/"&gt;Missionettes&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://royalrangers.ag.org/"&gt;Royal Rangers&lt;/a&gt; Program.  Guess who is in charge of making sure it flows together easily.  Yep, Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason for my quiet blog.  I have been consumed with curriculum, finding workers, meetings, and phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts this Wednesday, October 10 at 7 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Wednesday, I'll have more time to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-372298583253435377?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/372298583253435377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=372298583253435377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/372298583253435377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/372298583253435377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-posts-lately.html' title='No Posts Lately'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-2193257737523158976</id><published>2007-10-06T05:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T10:02:09.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>End of Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>You know summer is coming to a close when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RvWW4-L4qDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FxUEGFD06YI/s1600-h/100_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RvWW4-L4qDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FxUEGFD06YI/s320/100_1134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113158857458755634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, IS summer going to end???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2193257737523158976?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2193257737523158976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2193257737523158976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2193257737523158976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2193257737523158976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/end-of-summer-fun.html' title='End of Summer Fun'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RvWW4-L4qDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FxUEGFD06YI/s72-c/100_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-1586109948051634476</id><published>2007-10-05T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T10:17:05.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's today's freebies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/WarmDelightsMinis/captureAddress.iphtml?item=25028&amp;amp;source=234&amp;amp;raf="&gt;Betty Crocker Warm Delight Mini's&lt;/a&gt;  (my mouth is watering already!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tryarmandhammer.com/"&gt;Arm &amp;amp; Hammer Toothpaste&lt;/a&gt; (sample size)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.completemultipurpose.com/freesample/"&gt;Complete Multi-Purpose Soln&lt;/a&gt; (for contact wearers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cardshop.nwf.org/cardsample.html"&gt;National Wild Life Cards&lt;/a&gt; (Christmas is coming, that's 5 less you have to buy or make)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today. Have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1586109948051634476?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1586109948051634476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1586109948051634476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1586109948051634476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1586109948051634476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-on-friday.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-6423829766605341703</id><published>2007-09-29T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T07:29:12.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Diet?????</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to clarify after my &lt;a href="http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-decided.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;. I am not going on a diet. I am not intentionally trying to loose weight.  If it happens, great!  If not, that's great too!  The squishy and Alli comments did make me think though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after reading my post, &lt;a href="http://www.mydshallaboutmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;my DSH&lt;/a&gt; took me grocery shopping.  We now have food in our house.  He looked at me and said, "I don't want you to waste away to nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited this morning,  I am trying to decided what to make for our meals today and tomorrow, and the day after that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6423829766605341703?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6423829766605341703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6423829766605341703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6423829766605341703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6423829766605341703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/diet.html' title='Diet?????'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-7264754026908818658</id><published>2007-09-28T06:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T07:20:40.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's today's freebies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cartoonnetwork3d.viewerlink.tv/"&gt;Cartoon Network 3-D glasses&lt;/a&gt; (up to 4 pairs per household)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.billygraham.org/freeoffer.asp?f=0&amp;amp;"&gt;Hope Again&lt;/a&gt; (by Charles Swindoll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maketheconnection.org/what_you_can_do/make_the_commitment.asp"&gt;Bracelet Kit&lt;/a&gt; (by commiting to talk to your doctor about cervical cancer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joycemeyer.org/jmmweb/freecalendar.aspx"&gt;Joyce Meyer Calendar&lt;/a&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today!  Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7264754026908818658?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7264754026908818658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7264754026908818658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7264754026908818658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7264754026908818658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/free-on-friday_28.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-8609154834248962171</id><published>2007-09-27T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:58:47.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I Have Decided...</title><content type='html'>That, it's time for me to loose some weight. I keep justifying my weight because I keep telling myself that it is left over baby weight. My baby is almost 5 years old so I can't use that excuse any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened to lead me to my decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On Tuesday I was teaching Girly Girl and writing something on our white board. She stopped what she was doing, jumped up out of her chair, came over to me, squeezed my arm and said, "Mommy, you have nice big squishy arms!"  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks, Girly Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This morning Shadow was flipping through the channels when a commercial for &lt;a href="http://www.myalli.com/"&gt;Alli&lt;/a&gt; came on.  He yells out, "Mom, you need to get that!"  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks, Shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have found the perfect weight loss plan. We have been implementing it in our house for the last month.  Here it is...We have no food in our house. When there is no food, we don't eat. When you don't eat, you loose weight.  That's it. It's that simple.  We have not been grocery shopping for over a month.  We stop in for milk and eggs but other than that, we have not bought a big order of food in a long time (because of no time to do it).  Don't worry, I still make food to feed the kids.  They are well nourished and are NOT loosing weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I weighed myself, I weighed 142. I weighed in this morning (after shadow suggested that I needed to loose) and now weigh 138. See the no food diet works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, maybe I'll write a book....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8609154834248962171?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8609154834248962171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8609154834248962171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8609154834248962171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8609154834248962171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-decided.html' title='I Have Decided...'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-2082939367714914531</id><published>2007-09-25T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:08:57.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A New Blog</title><content type='html'>I want to proudly introduce a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mydshallaboutmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;My DSH's All About Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DSH's love for music is very evident in his blog.  You will get to know lots of different styles of music through it.  I may even have to move my Singing Sunday posts over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2082939367714914531?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2082939367714914531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2082939367714914531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2082939367714914531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2082939367714914531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-blog.html' title='A New Blog'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7856584950697685049</id><published>2007-09-24T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T18:48:25.039-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Israel Bound</title><content type='html'>Many of you already know but for those of you who don't, I thought I would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January of 2008, I am going on a missions trip to Israel with 7 other members of the worship team from &lt;a href="http://christcc.org/home.html"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;.  We are going to help lead worship in a 24/7 house of prayer that overlooks the city of Jerusalem.  I am really excited to go.  I feel like God has something special planned for me while I am there but I still have no clue as to what that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us (and me) as we prepare for the trip. That we would all hear the heart of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you want to be added to my prayer team, just send me an email (saral3@netzero.com) and I will add you to the list.  If you email me please put Isreal trip in the subject line.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone would like to contribute funds for my trip you can send me an email.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7856584950697685049?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7856584950697685049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7856584950697685049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7856584950697685049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7856584950697685049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/israel-bound.html' title='Israel Bound'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-4316507764789598480</id><published>2007-09-23T05:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T07:14:51.953-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Singing Sunday</title><content type='html'>After a few weeks of being on break, Singing Sunday has returned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-29622" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1  Thessalonians 5:16-18 Be joyful always; &lt;span id="en-NIV-29623" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pray continually; &lt;span id="en-NIV-29624" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="song" href="http://www.guidetopetra.com/lyrics.html?SongID=46" onclick="open_box(46);return false" target="SongWindow" onmouseover="window.status='Click for lyrics and audio of Thankful Heart!'; return true" onmouseout="window.status=''"&gt;Thankful Heart&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-size:8;color:black;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.guidetopetra.com/audio/playclip.m3u?SongID=46&amp;amp;fi=hi" style="color: black; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;[hi-fi]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.guidetopetra.com/audio/playclip.m3u?SongID=46&amp;amp;fi=lo" style="color: black; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;[lo-fi]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song is Thankful Heart by Petra. You can listen to it by clicking above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been on my heart for the last few days.  I am a complainer by nature. I don't complain intentionally, it just happens. This song is making me ask myself "How &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/thankful"&gt;thankful&lt;/a&gt; am I?"  Am I thankful in ALL things? When I don't feel like being thankful, Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Stanley (Giving thanks in all Things) puts it this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thankfulness...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Constantly reminds us that God is always with us. His presence becomes more and more real to us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Encourages us to search for God's purpose even in the midst of our pain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Helps us submit our human will to God's divine will so we have a change of attitude.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Reminds us how helpless we are without God in every situation so that our weakness can become His strength.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Forms a stronger trust in God in our heart's while we are walking through the valley of dark circumstances.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Lends a key to finding joy -that means peace and contentment, not giddiness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Makes a powerful impact on others when they see us triumphing over very difficult situations.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Directs our thoughts back to God instead of on ourselves or our situation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Gives us new spiritual energy, like getting our batteries recharged.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Removes anxiety and replaces it with indescribable peace.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As you go through your day today, ask Jesus to help you be thankful.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4316507764789598480?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4316507764789598480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4316507764789598480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4316507764789598480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4316507764789598480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/singing-sunday.html' title='Singing Sunday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-2630714086189081835</id><published>2007-09-22T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:14:58.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our Life In A Car</title><content type='html'>I have been trying an experiment over the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RvWTm-L4qCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CqXBla787w8/s1600-h/saturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RvWTm-L4qCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CqXBla787w8/s320/saturn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113155249686226978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drive a Saturn Ion. As you can see by the picture, it is not a huge car.  All three kids are in the backseat with little room between them and that often leads to lively discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately it seems that they just CAN'T get along! Fighting, bickering, name calling, etc. has forced me to pull over to the side of the road numerous times for some "not so nice talks."  (code for s-p-a-n-k-i-n-g-s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my experiment and it seems to be working quite well.  Whenever the fighting starts, I make the kids lean their head back, close their eyes and put their hands on their laps.  Then I get to relish in the quiet of the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that it is increasingly difficult to drive while the kids are yelling and fighting. I actually look forward to this type of punishment so I can have quiet driving time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2630714086189081835?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2630714086189081835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2630714086189081835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2630714086189081835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2630714086189081835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-life-in-car.html' title='Our Life In A Car'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RvWTm-L4qCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CqXBla787w8/s72-c/saturn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-6889157368907973150</id><published>2007-09-21T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T16:06:19.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free On Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.momcentral.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=388&amp;amp;Itemid=0"&gt;Word World DVD&lt;/a&gt; (this is a new show on PBS this season. My kids really like it. To get the DVD, you have to email your address).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://pureessentials.offerprocessingcenter.com/"&gt;Pure Essentials from Tide, Downy &amp;amp; Bounce&lt;/a&gt; (a sample of Lilac or Lemon scents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realarcade.com/promoFull?tps=readersdi_&amp;amp;gameid=wordslinger&amp;amp;src=ggpg"&gt;Word Slinger Game&lt;/a&gt; (download this game for free, a 19.99 value)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6889157368907973150?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6889157368907973150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6889157368907973150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6889157368907973150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6889157368907973150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/free-on-friday_21.html' title='Free On Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-4153948145488356746</id><published>2007-09-14T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:59:23.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free On Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's today's free stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunsweet.com/products/samples.asp"&gt;Sunsweet Dried Fruit&lt;/a&gt; (you can pick up to 4 different things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplynutrilite.quixtar.com/order/sample/default.aspx"&gt;Simply Nutrilite Food Bar&lt;/a&gt; (you get to pick one of two.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today.  Don't forget to check the &lt;a href="http://walmart.triaddigital.com/Free-Samples.aspx?fromPageCatId=11"&gt;Walmart&lt;/a&gt; site for more samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4153948145488356746?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4153948145488356746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4153948145488356746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4153948145488356746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4153948145488356746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/free-on-friday_14.html' title='Free On Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-5656833565740885989</id><published>2007-09-08T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T06:57:32.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Okay, Okay, it's really Free on Saturday. I didn't get a chance to post yesterday.  Here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freesample-purex.com/PurexSample/"&gt;Purex Laundry Detergent&lt;/a&gt; ( We haven't had to buy detergent for about 6 years (for various reasons) and on Thursday, I ran out and had to buy some. Guess what brand I bought?  Yep, you're right, it was Purex.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://survey.email.coty.com/SensorPro/survey/TemplateBlankRun.aspx?&amp;SurveyId=a7faf3b6-0237-4100-9337-19225517e504&amp;amp;PageId=8765b299-d220-47f5-ba9b-a398b63b1846&amp;amp;Ox=coty"&gt;Rimmel Lipstick&lt;/a&gt; (I don't wear it too often but when I do it's nice to have some on hand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dunkinathome.com/campaigns/bjs/bjs_sample.html"&gt;Dunkin' Donuts Coffee&lt;/a&gt; (My DSH LOVES coffee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-5656833565740885989?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5656833565740885989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=5656833565740885989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5656833565740885989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5656833565740885989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/free-on-friday.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7369454099144863738</id><published>2007-09-02T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:58:23.892-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mom Update</title><content type='html'>Here's another update on my DSH's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came home from the hospital on Tuesday night. On Saturday, she was taken back to the ER with a fever and diarrhea.  She was admitted for that, so she is back in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Praising side, her leg was not infected this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for complete healing. That the fever would go down. That the diarrhea would stop. That no other sickness would come upon her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7369454099144863738?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7369454099144863738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7369454099144863738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7369454099144863738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7369454099144863738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/mom-update.html' title='Mom Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7980105719906182374</id><published>2007-09-02T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:51:36.891-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>How Many Parts Do You Have?</title><content type='html'>Tonight was bath night at our house.  Here is a snippet of our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bible Bat Boy (BBB), Are you done yet?&lt;br /&gt;BBB: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, hurry up in there!&lt;br /&gt;BBB: Mom, I have to wash all of my parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are using &lt;a href="http://www.lever2000.com/"&gt;Lever 2000&lt;/a&gt; right now. I guess he had to wash all 2000 parts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7980105719906182374?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7980105719906182374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7980105719906182374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7980105719906182374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7980105719906182374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-many-parts-do-you-have.html' title='How Many Parts Do You Have?'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-6508610183034693375</id><published>2007-09-01T04:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T08:29:11.907-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Mark your Calendars</title><content type='html'>I have a date you don't want to miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday September 5th, 7PM at the youth building of &lt;a href="http://christcc.org/home.html"&gt;Christ Community Church&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joyrevolution.com/"&gt;Benjamin Dunn&lt;/a&gt; is leading worship for the night. If you have never seen him before, you should come. He is so anointed for worship and preaching. You will be ushered into the presence of God like never before in a youth oriented way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can preview his music by clicking on his name above and then the online store. Last time he was here though, it was nothing like the CD. It was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to seeing you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, my DSH is playing drums. (Just another bonus to get you to come.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6508610183034693375?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6508610183034693375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6508610183034693375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6508610183034693375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6508610183034693375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/mark-your-calendars.html' title='Mark your Calendars'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-4608817622748102125</id><published>2007-08-31T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T07:36:14.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I never posted free stuff last week. I'll try and make up for that today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freechickenandcoke.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Chick-fil-A Chicken Sandwich and Coke&lt;/a&gt; The only one I know of around here is in York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kashi.com/outreach/snack_drive"&gt;Kashi Snack&lt;/a&gt; You get to pick one of three different kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stonyfield.com/SpecialOffers/bidwithyourlid/vote.cfm"&gt;Stonyfield Yogurt&lt;/a&gt; You have to vote and then they will send you a coupon for a yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doveloveyourhair.com/"&gt;Dove Hair Care&lt;/a&gt; You get to choose which kind you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lorealskingenesis.com/"&gt;Loreal Skin Genesis&lt;/a&gt; (sample of this product. Full size is worth $25 in stores.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4608817622748102125?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4608817622748102125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4608817622748102125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4608817622748102125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4608817622748102125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/free-on-friday_31.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-8725115424835693655</id><published>2007-08-30T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T15:46:56.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Is Anyone Hungry?</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was the staff picnic for the &lt;a href="http://christcc.org/home.html"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;.  It was held at the senior pastor's (Pastor Dave) house.  We all had a great time swimming in the pool, playing games and talking to people we don't usually get a whole lot of time to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice calm day, until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible Bat Boy found a grasshopper climbing up the wall of Pastors Dave's house.  He came to me and said, "Mom, quick, get me a bug container!"  (We have numerous bug containers at home. Bible Bat Boy is my bug fanatic.)  I picked up the tongs that were beside the grill (with hot dog and hamburger guts still on it) and tried to help him catch this grasshopper.  I certainly did not want to touch it with MY hands.  That in itself was a feat. Grasshoppers DO NOT like to be caught.  After enlisting some help from a few staff members, we finally caught the grasshopper.  Now, where to put it? Sherri had a candle holder sitting on one of the tables so I grabbed that. The grasshopper was safe and happy in the container for all to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Bible Bat Boy was  enjoying his catch, he called his brother and sister over to look at it.  Shadow  loved to watch it climb up the walls of the container.  The next thing I knew, I heard Pastor Eric, the missions pastor, say to Shadow, "Hey Shadow, I'll split it with you.  You eat half and I'll eat half."  I ignored that comment because I thought nothing would come of it.  Boy was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Eric stood up, walked to the grill and turned it on. He told Shadow to bring the grasshopper to him.  I wasn't sure what to do. Do I let him eat it? Will it hurt him? So I asked Pastor Eric if it was okay to eat. He told me that people eat them as a snack in other countries. Although I didn't particularly like the idea, I was okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of bringing the grasshopper to the grill, it escaped.   It was caught and then it escaped again.  And again. I think it knew what was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Eric finally grabbed it and put it on  the grill where it jumped out before the door of the grill was closed.  The grasshopper was caught again and this time held firmly in place on the grill.  After about 2 minutes cooking time, Pastor Eric removed the catch from the grill and set it out to cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was cool enough to eat, Pastor Eric broke it in half. He took the head and handed Shadow the body.  Shadow just stood there looking at it. "Eat it, Shadow" was cheered on by numerous kids and staff.  Pastor Eric went first. His assumption on the taste was..."it tastes like burnt popcorn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow asked Bible Bat Boy to eat it. He said, "no way!"  Shadow asked me to eat it. I said, "NO WAY!!!"  (A mom has got to draw the line SOMEWHERE!)  Shadow got up the nerve and was ready to put it in his mouth when Pastor Eric said he should take off the wings, "They are a little hard to swallow. They get stuck in you throat."  Shadow took the wings off and bit part of the body.  I asked him what it tasted like and he said , "nothing, really." Then he started to gag.  He spit out what was in his mouth into the nearest trash can.  I asked him if he was okay and he said he didn't like the shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then ate the rest of it, even the legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it at church, that Pastor Eric is telling all the staff that he is going to make a missionary out of Shadow yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this said that if you ever don't know what to make for lunch or dinner, all you need is a yard and a grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/Rtcsj3w1g6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/y3EnTJ1_BTo/s1600-h/grasshopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/Rtcsj3w1g6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/y3EnTJ1_BTo/s320/grasshopper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104597697423573922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8725115424835693655?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8725115424835693655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8725115424835693655' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8725115424835693655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8725115424835693655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/is-anyone-hungry.html' title='Is Anyone Hungry?'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/Rtcsj3w1g6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/y3EnTJ1_BTo/s72-c/grasshopper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-6820531471360328796</id><published>2007-08-29T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T07:57:24.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mom Update</title><content type='html'>Things have been really busy here at home for a few weeks. Sorry it has been so quiet in my bloggy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update on my mother-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was discharge from the hospital and then a couple days later got another infection in her leg.  So she went back into the hospital. She was discharged for the second time last night.  She is getting a MRI  and a renal function test on Thursday so we can see if the tumor is still on her kidney.  We fully believe that it is gone after the taking her to the healing prayer service 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They found while she was in the hospital that she has something going on with her heart. She had a few episodes of her heart racing. The doctors put her on some medicine for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for her and our family. Pray for wisdom for &lt;a href="http://beautifulgrace2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beautiful Grace&lt;/a&gt;. (She is our medical advisor). Pray for total healing of mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-6820531471360328796?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6820531471360328796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=6820531471360328796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6820531471360328796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/6820531471360328796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/mom-update.html' title='Mom Update'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-3220351675361572283</id><published>2007-08-28T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T08:01:19.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>I need some organization help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RtVtz3w1g5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/YBZevTAwQ8c/s1600-h/100_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RtVtz3w1g5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/YBZevTAwQ8c/s320/100_1123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104106490603864978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RtVtonw1g4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UNwRN0bOhKo/s1600-h/100_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RtVtonw1g4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UNwRN0bOhKo/s320/100_1124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104106297330336642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a bunch of pipe cleaners (or chenile stems, which ever you would rather call them).  I have tried MANY different ways to store them over the last few years and they just are too big to fit in any of my containers.  I am trying to organize my new school room and the pipe cleaners are just not fitting in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My question for you: How do you store your pipe cleaners?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any help would be appreciated!  Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-3220351675361572283?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3220351675361572283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3220351675361572283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3220351675361572283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3220351675361572283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-need-some-organization-help.html' title='I need some organization help!'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RtVtz3w1g5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/YBZevTAwQ8c/s72-c/100_1123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-491834403638535455</id><published>2007-08-17T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:27:55.462-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here are today's freebies.  In honor of my 100th post, I found quite a few freebies today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pledge.com/coupon/2007-08-pledge/?hs225=coupon&amp;hs227=pfe200708"&gt;Pledge Wipes&lt;/a&gt; (three different kinds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.memorycross.com/request-samples.htm"&gt;Memory Cross Bible Card&lt;/a&gt; (coloring cards for kids to learn the salvation message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www3.3m.com/qfrm/ShowSurvey?surveyid=JOENCPD0"&gt;Post-It Sampler Pack &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beechnut.com/BabyZone/"&gt;Bowl &amp;amp; Spoon&lt;/a&gt; (from Beechnut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rewardscountry.com/mags/famfun/rc_famfun.htm"&gt;Stayfree &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fishbowl.com/clt/oj/pc/200708/1/chllt.htm"&gt;Orange Julius Smoothie&lt;/a&gt; (you can click &lt;a href="http://www.orangejulius.com/sec_locations.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find a location nearest you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charmin.com/en_us/pages/extender_request.shtml"&gt;Charmin Roll Extender&lt;/a&gt; (now you can use mega rolls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.officemax.com/max/solutions/services/CopyMax/CopyMax.jsp"&gt;Laminating at Office Max&lt;/a&gt; (free laminating on Thursdays for Teachers until September 13th.  I am not a certified teacher but I do home school and I took some stuff over yesterday and was able to qualify for the free laminating.  I just had to fill out a Office Max Perks card.  This freebie really excites me. I just bought a calender for my school room and wanted to get it laminated but I didn't want to have to pay for it. God is so good to me!  You can click &lt;a href="http://www.officemax.com/max/solutions/main/locatestore.do"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find an Office Max near you.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-491834403638535455?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/491834403638535455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=491834403638535455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/491834403638535455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/491834403638535455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/free-on-friday_17.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-8002084251855995556</id><published>2007-08-10T05:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T06:22:17.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Is today Friday already? Where did this week go?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's free stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.3m.com/us/home_leisure/scotchbrite/tsoffer.html"&gt;Scotch Bright Toilet Scrubber&lt;/a&gt; (you have to print a coupon and send in a rebate form)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmm.apfco.com/w1266/index.cfm"&gt;Post-It Sight Word cards for kids&lt;/a&gt; (as a home school mom, I was really excited about this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/museumday/articles/about.php"&gt;Free Museum Day&lt;/a&gt; - Sept 30, 2007 (admission is free for you and a guest at &lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/museumday/articles/venues.php"&gt;any participating museums&lt;/a&gt;.  You must print &lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/files/md_card.html"&gt;an admission card&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colgate.com/app/HealthyHabits/US/EN_v2/SignUp.wsp"&gt;Kids Toothbrush from Colgate&lt;/a&gt; (you have to keep a reading log)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bauschwearandcare.com/wearAndCare.php"&gt;Bausch and Lomb Wear and Care&lt;/a&gt; (for contact wearers, like myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8002084251855995556?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8002084251855995556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8002084251855995556' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8002084251855995556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8002084251855995556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/free-on-friday.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-5035615984105147745</id><published>2007-08-05T06:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T06:13:29.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer requests'/><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>It has been a while that I have found the time to blog. Here's why.  When the kids weren't in VBS, we were dealing with &lt;a href="http://beautifulgrace2008.blogspot.com/2007/07/please-pray.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  For those of you who don't know, &lt;a href="http://beautifulgrace2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beautiful Grace&lt;/a&gt; and my DSH are brother/sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then &lt;a href="http://beautifulgrace2008.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-pray-update.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now &lt;a href="http://beautifulgrace2008.blogspot.com/2007/08/praise-and-prayer.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for much wisdom for the family, especially Beautiful because she is the medical liason for the family.  Please pray also for complete 100% healing for mom.  She has been through so much in her life (brain tumor, operation, loss of hearing, sight, taste, and smell on her left side, she has lots of pain in her face because of that.)  Satan has stolen so much from her and I would love to see the Lord restore everything that was taken from her as she lives out the remainder of her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-5035615984105147745?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5035615984105147745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=5035615984105147745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5035615984105147745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/5035615984105147745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-1772801120847239787</id><published>2007-07-31T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T14:07:03.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Things We Learn...</title><content type='html'>Last week we have learned 2 things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mommy can't blog or check email or look for mystery shops while the kids are on the computer.  We have 2 computers but only one monitor available.  Once school starts it will be better.  We will have another computer set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We learned that we can't run the less-than-a-year-old microwave without anything in it. For 20 minutes. Or this is what happens...it gets extremely hot, smells funny, and stops working.   I never realized how much I took having a microwave for granted until it was broken.  I tried to make soup, I tried to make popcorn only to remember that there was no microwave to make it in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1772801120847239787?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1772801120847239787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1772801120847239787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1772801120847239787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1772801120847239787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-we-learn.html' title='The Things We Learn...'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-8146122730006955306</id><published>2007-07-27T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:46:49.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here is today's free stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newmorning.faithstreams.com/OrderASurvivalKit/tabid/269/Default.aspx"&gt;Hallmark Channel Daily Survival Kit&lt;/a&gt;  Click &lt;a href="http://www.newmorningtv.tv/NM_daily_survival_kit.jsp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what's in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playinyourday.com/"&gt;Nestle Crunch Bar&lt;/a&gt; (they only give away 2000 per day and they go fast. They are gone for today already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themp3bible.com/index.html"&gt;Free Bible&lt;/a&gt; in mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Friday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8146122730006955306?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8146122730006955306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8146122730006955306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8146122730006955306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8146122730006955306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/free-on-friday_27.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-1522277607845267094</id><published>2007-07-24T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T16:07:38.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Stories'/><title type='text'>My Take on Speeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RqZKlqsBu8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/b5gVrFY7o8M/s1600-h/signwhateverspeed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RqZKlqsBu8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/b5gVrFY7o8M/s320/signwhateverspeed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090838439763491778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you speed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to drive really, really fast.  I had no regard for the speed limit. I had somewhere to go and did whatever it took to get there. I felt such freedom in driving fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...God spoke to me.  He convicted me of speeding. He asked me this question (or something like it) Why do you feel you can break man's laws? Do you feel you can break My laws? Why then is it okay to break man's laws?  Yes, I argued. Yes, I pleaded.  It was after all just a small law of man, right?  Can you guess who won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real test came...I had somewhere to go and was running late. It was supposed to take 20 minutes to get there and I was running 10 minutes late.  You do the math. I would not get there on time without speeding.  I decided to do what any normal person would do in that situation. I started to speed. That's when I heard that very familiar still small voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?  I thought we discussed this.  Why are you speeding?"&lt;br /&gt;"But Lord, I am running late. I won't get there in time! (said in a whiney voice)."&lt;br /&gt;"Do you trust Me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but Lord, I AM LATE!"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you trust ME????"&lt;br /&gt;"I think so?"&lt;br /&gt;"Trust me in this.  Drive the speed limit and see if you get there on time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My natural mind can't comprehend how but I did indeed get to where I was going on time.  Ever since then I drive the speed limit.  Every time I am late and start to drive fast, I hear, "Do you trust me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I sometimes feel like I am driving like a little old grandmother (no offense anyone) when people are constantly  flying past me, I still trust Him.  I learned my lesson.  How are we to show others that we love Jesus if we break man's laws?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-1522277607845267094?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1522277607845267094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=1522277607845267094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1522277607845267094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/1522277607845267094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-take-on-speeding.html' title='My Take on Speeding'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RqZKlqsBu8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/b5gVrFY7o8M/s72-c/signwhateverspeed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-8059437724276024291</id><published>2007-07-24T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:30:17.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The REAL Price of Home Improvement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RqZE1asBu7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/afblDZLBcuE/s1600-h/100_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RqZE1asBu7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/afblDZLBcuE/s320/100_1121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090832113276664754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the part that no one tells you about when you buy a house!  The things you do in the name of home improvements!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8059437724276024291?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8059437724276024291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8059437724276024291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8059437724276024291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8059437724276024291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-price-of-home-improvement.html' title='The REAL Price of Home Improvement'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RqZE1asBu7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/afblDZLBcuE/s72-c/100_1121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-4787927567513825947</id><published>2007-07-20T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T08:21:20.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's today's free stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.replenishlenscomfort.com/"&gt;Opti-Free Replenish drops&lt;/a&gt; (for all of you contact wearers out there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dovesleevelessready.com/default.asp?page=sample&amp;source=dove_s"&gt;Dove Clear Deodorant&lt;/a&gt;  (Come on, admit it.  We all stink at one time or another.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.metamucil.com/cgi-bin/metamucil-sample-request.cgi"&gt;Metamucil Fiber Kit&lt;/a&gt; (no comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4787927567513825947?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4787927567513825947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4787927567513825947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4787927567513825947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4787927567513825947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/free-on-friday_20.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-3669916214846862510</id><published>2007-07-18T07:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T07:26:10.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sort-Of New Blog</title><content type='html'>Natalie over at Mom in Action just changed her blog name to &lt;a href="http://momnaction.blogspot.com/"&gt;Like I was Saying&lt;/a&gt;.  Same stuff, just a different name.  Check it out .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-3669916214846862510?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3669916214846862510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3669916214846862510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3669916214846862510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3669916214846862510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/sort-of-new-blog.html' title='Sort-Of New Blog'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-7238258970061191972</id><published>2007-07-17T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T07:06:48.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun places to go'/><title type='text'>I Am a Hopper!</title><content type='html'>Are you a hopper? I sure am.  Although I will say that I have not hopped as much this year as I have the previous 2 years.  Two years ago, I did 7 weeks.  Last summer it was eight weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know me, let me explain myself.  I love summer VBS.  I enroll my kids in everyone that I can.  Of the 17 VBS's that I have enrolled in, only one of them was a dud.  I think that is a really good ratio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of last summer we moved to a different location and there aren't that many churches around me so this year I have only enrolled my kids in 3 so far.  This is the whole reason for this blog.  I have got to tell you about the VBS that I have just enrolled my kids in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check it out &lt;a href="http://www.unitedinjesus.org/vbs/index2.php?go=scoop"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It is Harrisburg, PA.  It is ALL day.  Let me repeat...it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL DAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!  Can you feel my excitement?????  The dates are August 2-4 (Thursday, Friday, Saturday) from 8:45 AM to 4:00 PM.  It's free &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; they provide lunch.  For anyone who know my hopping history, this one is a no brainer for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see some of you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-7238258970061191972?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7238258970061191972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=7238258970061191972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7238258970061191972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/7238258970061191972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-hopper.html' title='I Am a Hopper!'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-827062091496639020</id><published>2007-07-14T05:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T06:16:45.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Dishwasher Detergent</title><content type='html'>Here's my recipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup Washing Soda (not Baking soda). You can find this in the laundry section of most grocery stores. It's made by Arm &amp; Hammer. It's sold as a laundry booster. Comes in a big yellow box.&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup Borax soap powder. You can find this in the laundry section of most stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine. Add 1 - 2 TBSP to closed soap section.  No need to add to pre-wash section with this detergent. It works well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After using this for a while I realized that I was using too much (I don't measure. I just pour it in) and there was a white film on my dishes.  To combat this (since I am still too lazy to measure), I added 1/2 C powdered Cascade to the mix.  That took care of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know if it is cheaper. I never figured it out.  It should be though because I have been using it for a bunch of months and have only had to buy another box of washing soda.  I do like however that it is safer on the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpiwZLxbpRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jb_tUbLiXEo/s1600-h/100_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpiwZLxbpRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jb_tUbLiXEo/s320/100_1109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087009725818316050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-827062091496639020?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/827062091496639020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=827062091496639020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/827062091496639020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/827062091496639020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/dishwasher-detergent.html' title='Dishwasher Detergent'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpiwZLxbpRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jb_tUbLiXEo/s72-c/100_1109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-368912105821350630</id><published>2007-07-13T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:34:54.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's todays free stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eucerinus.com/septdiabetesnewsletter/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eucerine Foot Repair Cream&lt;/a&gt;  (it's flip flop season)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eucerinus.com/rednessrelief/regform_erm.asp"&gt;Eucerin Redness Relief&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eucerinus.com/p/index.php/June07_Replenishing_Newsletter"&gt;Eucerin Daily Replenishing Cream&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knex.com/sixflags/#"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K'Nex Building Blocks&lt;/a&gt;  (we are all kids at heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-368912105821350630?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/368912105821350630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=368912105821350630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/368912105821350630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/368912105821350630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/free-on-friday_13.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-9162801692845511513</id><published>2007-07-11T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:28:11.496-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other uses for...'/><title type='text'>Other Uses For...</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to give you some options in case you are having a party and run out of chairs.  Or if you can't find your crib and need to put your baby down for a nap, it works well for that too.  Here's a good substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpN9Yeua_JI/AAAAAAAAAJo/51lWRhfVwhQ/s1600-h/100_1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpN9Yeua_JI/AAAAAAAAAJo/51lWRhfVwhQ/s320/100_1103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546263749524626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpN91uua_KI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qu9kK30EAls/s1600-h/100_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpN91uua_KI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qu9kK30EAls/s320/100_1104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546766260698274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You notice which one looks more comfortable? She is a smart girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-9162801692845511513?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9162801692845511513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=9162801692845511513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/9162801692845511513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/9162801692845511513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/other-uses-for.html' title='Other Uses For...'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/RpN9Yeua_JI/AAAAAAAAAJo/51lWRhfVwhQ/s72-c/100_1103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-2109574488893158991</id><published>2007-07-09T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T07:14:40.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tag Answers</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged.  Here are the answers to the question...Eight random things about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Without my contacts, I am pretty much blind.  I have had to wear glasses since I was 5 years old. Not just any glasses but thick, thick glasses.  I daily thank Jesus for the technological advance of thin lenses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I grew up on a farm. We had 75 acres of farmland, 100,000 chickens (then pheasants, then ducks), pigs, horses, cows, dogs and cats.  I used to play tag with one of our pigs. It was calico and everyday after school, I would go to the barn and teach it to play tag.  One day I got off the bus, went to the barn to play tag and "my" pig was gone.  I was devastated but not enough not to eat it.  I had my first taste of dog food on my farm. My brother and sister dared me to eat it. So I did. VERY salty is all that I remember it tasting like.  Because of growing up on a farm, I have absolutely NO desire to have any pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I used to sing and play in a band with &lt;a href="http://www.mattgossband.com/home.html"&gt;Matt Goss&lt;/a&gt;.  He played bass drum and tuba and sang.  I played flute, piccolo, and sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I LOVE to read. I read for at least and hour every night before I go to bed.  My favorite type of books are fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I make my own fabric Softener and dishwasher detergent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate to dust and fold socks (I make the kids do it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I sucked my thumb until I was 12 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I always wear my seat belt.  If I don't have it on, I feel naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag &lt;a href="http://beautifulgrace2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beautiful Grace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2109574488893158991?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2109574488893158991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2109574488893158991' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2109574488893158991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2109574488893158991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-tag-answers.html' title='My Tag Answers'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-4901204671183123554</id><published>2007-07-08T06:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T05:15:14.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Singing Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today's song is by an artist I have never heard of before the other day. I heard this song and I have been singing it ever since. It is very catchy.  It's such a great song to sing and shout and dance to. &lt;a href="http://stevefee.com/load.php?page=home"&gt;This album&lt;/a&gt; is definitely on my I want to buy soon list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist is &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=38374071"&gt;Steve Fee&lt;/a&gt;. He is from Georgia and gives a fresh approach to worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this song the anthem of our lives.  We are free! We shine the light of Jesus whether we want to or not! We worship the king with everything we are!  Sin is defeated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song should play automatically when the page loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Shine by Steve Fee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We shine, we shine the light of God&lt;br /&gt; And when we speak, we speak with words of Love&lt;br /&gt; And when we dance, we may get a little wild&lt;br /&gt; Cause we’re the people of God, yeah the people of God&lt;br /&gt; And when we sing, we sing the angel songs&lt;br /&gt; The worlds been singing around the throne&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, yeah, we’ll worship the King with everything that we are&lt;br /&gt; Cause we’re the people of God, yeah the people of God, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And now is the time for the people to rise&lt;br /&gt; Lift up a shout, everybody cry out&lt;br /&gt; Raise your voice, and shout out a noise&lt;br /&gt; Dance the dance of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We are the redeemed&lt;br /&gt; We are the ones who are free&lt;br /&gt; And we belong to Jesus&lt;br /&gt; We are now alive&lt;br /&gt; And in this world we will shine&lt;br /&gt; And we belong to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And where the spirit of God is freedom rings&lt;br /&gt; And come, come on, throw off your prison chains&lt;br /&gt; We’re liberated by a King, only freedom remains&lt;br /&gt; For the people of God, yeah the people of God, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt; We’re living in a Kingdom that will never end&lt;br /&gt; We’re living in a power of defeated sin&lt;br /&gt; So come on everybody, let’s praise the King&lt;br /&gt; Jesus is alive, and he’s coming again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And now is the time for the people to rise&lt;br /&gt; Lift up a shout, everybody cry out&lt;br /&gt; Raise your voice, and shout out a noise&lt;br /&gt; Dance the dance of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We are the redeemed&lt;br /&gt; We are the ones who are free&lt;br /&gt; And we belong to Jesus&lt;br /&gt; We are now alive&lt;br /&gt; And in this world we will shine&lt;br /&gt; And we belong to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We’re going into to all the world&lt;br /&gt; We’re carrying the light of Jesus&lt;br /&gt; And we shine, we shine&lt;br /&gt; In the darkest place, we shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, we’re going into all the world&lt;br /&gt; We’re carrying the light of Jesus&lt;br /&gt; And we shine, we shine&lt;br /&gt; In the darkest place, we shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And now is the time for the people to rise&lt;br /&gt; Lift up a shout, everybody cry out&lt;br /&gt; Raise your voice, and shout out a noise&lt;br /&gt; Dance the dance of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We are the redeemed&lt;br /&gt; We are the ones who are free&lt;br /&gt; And we belong to Jesus&lt;br /&gt; We are now alive&lt;br /&gt; And in this world we will shine&lt;br /&gt; And we belong to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt; The Kingdom is coming&lt;br /&gt; Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt; The Kingdom is coming&lt;br /&gt; Come on, come on, come on&lt;br /&gt; Let the Kingdom come down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-4901204671183123554?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4901204671183123554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=4901204671183123554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4901204671183123554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/4901204671183123554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/singing-sunday.html' title='Singing Sunday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-3229021666879223783</id><published>2007-07-07T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T09:56:23.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Orange Juice Milkshake</title><content type='html'>I found this recipe a while ago from &lt;a href="http://www.superbabyfood.com/"&gt;a book&lt;/a&gt; I used when making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;baby food&lt;/span&gt;.  I have a hard time getting Shadow to drink milk unless it is in this form.  Here's the recipe. It reminds me of an &lt;a href="http://www.orangejulius.com/sec_juliusoriginals.html"&gt;Orange Julius&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange Juice Milkshake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup orange juice&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup Milk (higher fat milk work the best)&lt;br /&gt;Put all in a blender and process for 2 minutes or until frothy and blended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-3229021666879223783?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3229021666879223783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=3229021666879223783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3229021666879223783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/3229021666879223783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/orange-juice-milkshake.html' title='Orange Juice Milkshake'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-2594227765034824708</id><published>2007-07-06T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T09:57:02.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>Free on Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's today's samples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beta.alcoa.com/index.asp?page=/reynoldskitchens/en/promotions/scl_main.asp"&gt;Reynolds Slow Cooker Liners&lt;/a&gt;  I have always wanted to try these but wasn't willing to spend the money on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beta.alcoa.com/index.asp?page=/reynoldskitchens/en/promotions/scl_main.asp"&gt;Reynolds Parchment Paper&lt;/a&gt;  I use this stuff all of the time. I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gas-x.mfdev-nov.com/gasx/gasx/trial.jsp"&gt;Gas-X Thin Strips&lt;/a&gt;  (be truthful...we all have this problem at one time or another)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-2594227765034824708?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2594227765034824708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=2594227765034824708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2594227765034824708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/2594227765034824708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/free-on-friday.html' title='Free on Friday'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</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-6564799135970749160.post-8496506409241335496</id><published>2007-07-05T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:51:52.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Experiments</title><content type='html'>Shadow has been doing lots of experiments lately.  Most of them deal with food.  One of the things he wants to do when he grows up is find new foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. COW M Drink&lt;br /&gt;Mix equal parts of Cranberry Juice, Orange Juice, Water, and Milk together in a cup. Enjoy. (The little neighbor boy who Shadow got to try this said it was good. I beg to differ!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Milky Water&lt;br /&gt;Mix equal parts of milk and water.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oyster Cracker Ice&lt;br /&gt;Mix equal parts of water, ice, and oyster crackers.  Freeze for 2 hours.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; love to hear about the experiments that happen in your house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8496506409241335496?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8496506409241335496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8496506409241335496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8496506409241335496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8496506409241335496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/experiments.html' title='Experiments'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6564799135970749160.post-8408765275017211199</id><published>2007-07-04T08:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T08:55:36.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/Roumpuua_II/AAAAAAAAAJg/1DmNi4r8kWc/s1600-h/us_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/Roumpuua_II/AAAAAAAAAJg/1DmNi4r8kWc/s320/us_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083339840265321602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th of July everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I live in a country that I am able to worship Jesus without fear of going to jail or being killed.  Even though I take this country for granted I feel very fortunate to live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thanks goes out to all of the men and women who fight to keep those freedoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray today for our leaders that they would get back to the way our forefathers ran our country.  Pray today for the safety of our troops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6564799135970749160-8408765275017211199?l=saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8408765275017211199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6564799135970749160&amp;postID=8408765275017211199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8408765275017211199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6564799135970749160/posts/default/8408765275017211199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saral3-plainandsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Plain and Simple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302574593690073478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrNqQoBQD6A/Roumpuua_II/AAAAAAAAAJg/1DmNi4r8kWc/s72-c/us_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
