<?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-6381430604237476011</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:34:06.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kris's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>"And he said to them all, If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me. For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: but whosoever will lose his life for my sake, the same shall save it. For what is a man advantaged, if he gain the whole world, and lose himself, or be cast away?" Luke 9:23-25</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-6745838840746663571</id><published>2008-06-21T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:14:51.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always check the screen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So I am watching my Boyfriends cat, Fred, and his Dog, Angus, while he is in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;panhandle&lt;/span&gt; for a family reunion this weekend. Everything thing has been going fine until...I decided to open a window for him on the back porch to cool it off last night, needless to say from the title, I didn't check the screen, I just opened the window and left. About 10 minutes later my roommate comes in and asks were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fred&lt;/span&gt; was and I said on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;porch&lt;/span&gt;, he was like oh I couldn't find him... so we went to investigate, and after searching the room high and low and wondering where he could be hiding... I was just saying "well he was here when I opened the window..." and all the sudden the light came on. I pushed on the screen and the whole thing like fell out the window! So in my state of panic, that I had just lost the beloved cat... we rounded up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;posy&lt;/span&gt; and headed out with flash lights at midnight in search for the lost Fred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214571635832288130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/SF3hRlmcc4I/AAAAAAAAApE/Pc85pp6sEKY/s320/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Luckily we found him... with the help of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt;, we successfully got Fred back to safety away from the savage neighborhood dogs, and back to the porch... where I was sure to check all the other window screens before leaving him for the second time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214571665564675602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/SF3hTUXMrhI/AAAAAAAAApU/AWjM7oq3JKk/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Talk about getting your blood pumping before one tries to go to sleep! Thankfully everything turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; though, and Fred lives to see another day! Stay tuned for more, Lost Fred Adventures... Just kidding lets hope there are no more of those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-6745838840746663571?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/6745838840746663571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=6745838840746663571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6745838840746663571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6745838840746663571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2008/06/always-check-screen.html' title='Always check the screen!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/SF3hRlmcc4I/AAAAAAAAApE/Pc85pp6sEKY/s72-c/141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-8001276440683361775</id><published>2008-05-16T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:31:11.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again!</title><content type='html'>So I have come to terms with the fact that I am a very inconsistant blogger... right Grandma!  so here so a long over due update on things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I am living in Curtis NE, now working at the gas station making pizzas as a summer job until school starts back up in June, it is very exciting... lol so besides Church and work that is what I do... I just returned from a quick trip home, ahh sweet North Dakota! I miss everyone already but I will (God Willing) see you all again in June when I am back for Camp. :-D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Myah is proving to be a great little life lesson on parenting...grin, she definitely keeps me on my toes! But what can I say I need her and love her so she is stuck with me! lol The weather has been super nice lately and I can't say that I miss the Mosquito's back home so much... I can sit on my front porch and not have to swat at them every too seconds!!! But on the down side we  have rattle snakes here... I can't decide which one I dislike more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But after a long day of pizza making and two more ahead of me... I am going to turn in, and try to be more on top of my blog... try being the key word in that sentence! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-8001276440683361775?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/8001276440683361775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=8001276440683361775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8001276440683361775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8001276440683361775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-again.html' title='Hello again!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4500771909029623930</id><published>2008-03-14T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:40:55.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So it is a little last minute but I get to go to the UND hockey play off's tomorrow night... I am leaving Hay Springs, NE and driving strait through to Grand Fork, ND, it could be a long day... I am just asking for prays of safely and that I am able to make it on time. But I am going to need my sleep for tomorrow so I will keep you all posted. Spring Break has officially begun!!! [Grin]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4500771909029623930?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4500771909029623930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4500771909029623930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4500771909029623930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4500771909029623930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2008/03/hockey-game.html' title='Hockey Game'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3860208717572368198</id><published>2008-03-13T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:01:47.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So I have a funny story to tell everyone but right now I really need to be studying for my nursing test tomorrow... so look for and update soon!!  : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3860208717572368198?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3860208717572368198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3860208717572368198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3860208717572368198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3860208717572368198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-i-have-funny-story-to-tell-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1448033576518751597</id><published>2008-03-06T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:01:39.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm so excited, one of my friends and I were talking about random stuff one night, and she was looking through my pictures and one thing lead to another, and we got on the topic of Bluegrass gospel music, turns out she likes it too! So we spent the rest of the night talking about God and she hasn't gone to church in a while, so I said we should look for a Baptist church in North Platte, cause she lives there on the weekends. I can't wait until Sunday, we talked and it was so good to find someone that I can talk to that actually knows... or cares to hear what I have to say about God, because lets face it down here there isn't a lot of people who go to church on Sunday, as sad as that may be. I have been going to the Methodist church here, but I am really looking forward to finding a church that is firmly founded on the word of God!&lt;br /&gt;We have been sharing and talking so much and it feels like a huge weight has been lifted from my heart! like lately I had been struggle to stay in focus with everything, But I know that finding a good church and fellowship with others will help! I can't wait and I am so thankful that God sent me a friend, and I don't if she needed me, but I know that she has been a real blessing, in so many ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174851085711349874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R9DDpRlemHI/AAAAAAAAAns/ESxeG3ZRtUM/s320/me+and+cassie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you Cassie for being that friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More exciting news is there is a bluegrass festival in North Platte every year and we are going to look in to going to it. Wooh!! It has been a great week! Spring Break is coming up here in a week!!! So much to do so little time... well not really I just have to study for my nursing test next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell ya'll about when the school took us bowling?? Probably not, due to the fact that I haven't blogged since February... [sheepish grin] But yeah the school took a group of us bowling, really who ever wanted to go, it was alot of fun! Luckily there was no balls rolling backwards, like the last time we went bowling and Darci swung the ball back and it slipped from her hand and rolled the opposite direction of the pins... ha ha it was funny, that and the fact that her feet where so small, or maybe the rental shoes were just sized big, but she got to wear vel-crow shoes, cause those where the only one that fit her! Well anyways it was good fun, and we got free pizza outta the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174854719253682434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R9DG8xlemQI/AAAAAAAAAo0/mMXUPLw8vEY/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The crazy people that I had to share the van with... just kidding!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Intramural Volleyball is almost over... my team is doing well, we haven't lost every game but we haven't won them all either, I think we are stuck in the middle. Basketball starts as soon as Volleyball is over, and I got suckered into being on a team... I hope I will get sit the bench... alot, cause I can hold the ball well but some how I seem to dribble it off my foot, and then it goes rolling down the floor and there I go running after it! I volunteer to be the water person!!! pick me, pick me! lol Bridget, Amanda and I had a little sleep over in my room on Saturday, and Myah joined us, it was a nice treat. My baby is growing up so fast! She is such a sweet heart though, and every one knows her around the dorms, she doesn't lack attention when she it here that is for sure; the cleaning lady even knows her, she always asks me how she is doing, and tells me how cute she is! She also got a bath on Sunday, after kennels... hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174856763658115346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R9DIzxlemRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EeDXX_u7TD4/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174851081416382562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R9DDpBlemGI/AAAAAAAAAnk/2hM-rHRaHD4/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If God led you to it; he'll lead you through it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1448033576518751597?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1448033576518751597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1448033576518751597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1448033576518751597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1448033576518751597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-excited-one-of-my-friends-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R9DDpRlemHI/AAAAAAAAAns/ESxeG3ZRtUM/s72-c/me+and+cassie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4601945223607845522</id><published>2008-02-02T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:47:29.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So it is just an ordinary Saturday in Curtis NE, the sun is shining, it is really quite nice outside. and I am just hanging out in my room. Myah came up to visit me for a little while this morning, she not supposed, but I snuck her up for old time sake. and then she got a hold of the yarn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWG0cY1mI/AAAAAAAAAnE/GGfACqorb5E/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486485518702178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWG0cY1mI/AAAAAAAAAnE/GGfACqorb5E/s400/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWHkcY1nI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xh6GWnV0Wno/s1600-h/Myah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486498403604082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWHkcY1nI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xh6GWnV0Wno/s400/Myah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWH0cY1oI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8zvz_o_FBUU/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486502698571394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWH0cY1oI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8zvz_o_FBUU/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWIEcY1pI/AAAAAAAAAnc/qPMimueUqCs/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVu0cY1hI/AAAAAAAAAmc/hwTzG8pbdlo/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486073201841682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVu0cY1hI/AAAAAAAAAmc/hwTzG8pbdlo/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVvUcY1iI/AAAAAAAAAmk/47IzChPcrqg/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486081791776290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVvUcY1iI/AAAAAAAAAmk/47IzChPcrqg/s400/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVv0cY1jI/AAAAAAAAAms/btUUSqW-Cmk/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486090381710898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVv0cY1jI/AAAAAAAAAms/btUUSqW-Cmk/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVwEcY1kI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Jh3MTVVuO7s/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486094676678210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVwEcY1kI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Jh3MTVVuO7s/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVwkcY1lI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-9TelE3vF-M/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486103266612818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TVwkcY1lI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-9TelE3vF-M/s400/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It was really intertaining, but I don't think I will ever be able to get that knot out!!! [Smile]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6381430604237476011-4601945223607845522?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4601945223607845522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4601945223607845522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4601945223607845522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4601945223607845522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/R6TWG0cY1mI/AAAAAAAAAnE/GGfACqorb5E/s72-c/065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-6259820215523309767</id><published>2008-01-04T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:02:57.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Excuses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I am back... wait I never went anywhere, I mean to be back doesn't require leaving??? haha well I am back to the blogging world, after a long long long absences, and no good reason why, other then I have just neglected my blog! I blame facebook. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well since I have neglected it so, I missed my blog anniversary... sad, very sad! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I am home now, until the 10th, then I am going back to get ready for classes to start again on the 14th. I am a little nervous about my second semester, but looking forward to seeing all the friendly faces that I have missed being so far away! Nothing to exciting has happened over break, well... Michael broke is collar bone in a traumatic skiing accident...okay he just biffed it and landed wrong, so it wasn't traumatic! Although now he wears this lovely brace that makes him look some what hunched backed... he is out of wrestling for the year, and is utilizing the time to go ice fishing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Give a man a fish and feed him for a day, teach him to fish and feed him for life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;On New Years Eve Micki, Mollie, and Traci came over and we were going to watch movies, turns out we spent most of the time talking, (who would have guessed...) but at least this year we didn't miss midnight, like last year... haha. Then of course like always I feel asleep, and left my guest to watch the movie by themselves, I wasn't going to but why break tradition?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well now I am just hanging out and doing some laundry, really exciting I know!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hope everyone had a Great Christmas, and many New Year Blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Oh, and more exciting news, I got another dog... I know what you are all thinking, but she needed a good home, and she is really super sweet! Her name is Missy, and she is the last dog i will be getting for a while, mainly because I think if I would bring anymore home I might actually go missing... haha, but seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-6259820215523309767?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/6259820215523309767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=6259820215523309767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6259820215523309767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6259820215523309767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-excuses.html' title='No Excuses!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1758634279857740295</id><published>2007-11-11T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:43:19.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New/Old Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131756867327241090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rzeprn62K4I/AAAAAAAAAmE/JKwTqcJ9cR8/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don't mind the clothes in the basket they are clean I promise!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131756863032273778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RzeprX62K3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/DkyYbtGoyq4/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rzepon62K1I/AAAAAAAAAls/US3JCdbtZ9I/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131756815787633490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rzepon62K1I/AAAAAAAAAls/US3JCdbtZ9I/s400/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Myah is very comfortable in her spot too... I just have to be careful, once they turned on the heaters and I didn't know and her bed was right up underneath it! oops! [grin] And eventually I have to take my AC out of the window...but I am putting that off as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RzepqH62K2I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Y2ciSHU48iY/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131756841557437282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RzepqH62K2I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Y2ciSHU48iY/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; The top is always open, if anyone wants to visit. I bet Myah would even let you use her pillow.[smile]&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131756880212142994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RzepsX62K5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/c61hgo5OIlE/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The picture on the door are my roommates... well ex-roommate now, she is slowly getting everything moved out. It is really nice, having a place for everything, but sad cause I kinda miss my roommate. But that is okay she only moved next door... so we still practically live together... I am either in her room or she is in mine! But I love having my own room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131763180929166242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RzevbH62K6I/AAAAAAAAAmU/E-v4zuf3h-I/s400/me+and+caeite+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Miss Ya Roomie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1758634279857740295?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1758634279857740295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1758634279857740295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1758634279857740295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1758634279857740295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-newold-room.html' title='My New/Old Room'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rzeprn62K4I/AAAAAAAAAmE/JKwTqcJ9cR8/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4319881103239986237</id><published>2007-11-04T19:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:01:29.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Chillin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well I know I really haven't posted in a while, and I can't really figure out if it is lack of ambition, or a lack of thinks to say, nothing really too out of the ordinary has been happening, homework, study, eat, sleep, and more homework, that is about the sum of college life, for some people you could put partying in there...but we won't get on that topic! Myah is doing, well she is growing so fast, and getting braver everyday! It is such a joy to have her around, she keeps be busy with all sorts of stuff to do! But I don't think I really knew how much like a kid she would be.[smile] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Being apart of the FFA group here in college I get the privilege of helping with the ranch Rodeo next weekend, that I am sure will be fun, and if I remember I will take my camera and post pictures... I have been terrible about taking my camera with me, or I will have it with me and not take pictures! But I will really try to have it with me next weekend and take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;New news... I have my one room now, I don't remember if I told ya'll that... i guess i could post pics of my room now that I rearranged everything, it looks way different, and I love the new closet space!!! [grin]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4319881103239986237?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4319881103239986237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4319881103239986237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4319881103239986237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4319881103239986237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-chillin.html' title='Just Chillin&apos;'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5141290627754367184</id><published>2007-10-25T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T14:01:03.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Myah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125371814716610274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6gpX7luI/AAAAAAAAAlE/8DfZag1Yddc/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125371823306544882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6hJX7lvI/AAAAAAAAAlM/jaT_BuuFkkE/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125371831896479490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6hpX7lwI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Ug_2XpyAI3k/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She is always getting into something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125371840486414098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6iJX7lxI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fFYre3wa3xU/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125371849076348706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6ipX7lyI/AAAAAAAAAlk/P2XM6Sin0wo/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125371299320534722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6CpX7lsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OmlS7uBb4nQ/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Unless she is sleeping... she does a lot of that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125371307910469330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6DJX7ltI/AAAAAAAAAk8/C5ZAOC0XHDs/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The cutest thing today, she was playing with a water bottle, but her mouth was too small to get it all the way around it, so she would just keep pushing it around... it was so cute! The pictures of her sleeping are in my room even though she in not supposed to be in here... she has spent her fair share of time in my room. Here and in the car, the day after I went home for Fall Break, it was so nice to be home and to not have to drive! She loved the farm, and my family loved her too! I think my mom was a little disappointed when we were able to fit her kennel in the explorer, cause she was hopping that Myah would get to stay with them for a while... but not to worry she will be back for Thanksgiving! I had a great weekend! It was wonderful to get to see my family! I miss you all already! But Myah is a great company keeper, she is always giving me something to do!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5141290627754367184?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5141290627754367184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5141290627754367184' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5141290627754367184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5141290627754367184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-little-girl.html' title='My Little Girl'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RyD6gpX7luI/AAAAAAAAAlE/8DfZag1Yddc/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-676481595050015936</id><published>2007-10-01T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:05:06.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Better to Do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As I was sitting here, thinking of doing my homework for Animal Care, or thinking of what I could do instead of my animal care... [smile] I realized that I haven't blogged since last week! But that brought about a whole new problem... what to blog about? My boring college life... it is really just homework, sleeping, eating, more home work, and the occasional trip to North Platte, usually to go to Wal-Mart, we are poor college kids and Wal-Mart, is cheap! [grin] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;OH! for some excellent news... my roommate was offered the R.A. position, it's not set in stone yet, but if she gets it, she would be moving out of my room... I know this is sad but I have already been dreaming about the extra closet space, and how to rearrange my room!! [smile] I will let you know for sure, what happens, hopefully by the end of this week! It is not so bad having her as a roommate, we get along... but her boyfriend is ALWAYS here, I get alone with him, but they sit on my bed and "watch movies" I am not quite sure why they can't climb up to her bed, she is the one who picked the top bunk in the first place! but it will all work out, if she doesn't get the R.A. job and move out... i will just pile every book I own on my bed every time I leave the room! [wink] Or I could just have a little cheat with her explaining that it really bugs me when they are on my bed... but the book thing sounds much more fun... plus I think that would send a very clear message don't you? [smile]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well that is all I have for now, I should really make my bed, clean my room, wash my dishes, do some laundry, and maybe get do to doing my homework... &lt;em&gt;"just kidding"&lt;/em&gt; ! I will do my homework first, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;besides I washed my clothes on Saturday, made my bed this morning, and only have one bowl to wash from lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-676481595050015936?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/676481595050015936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=676481595050015936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/676481595050015936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/676481595050015936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/10/nothing-better-to-do.html' title='Nothing Better to Do...'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7594776062626921787</id><published>2007-09-26T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:28:50.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RvqGfE2sb0I/AAAAAAAAAks/CTX5uMkkOTc/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539115708968530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-Ok2sblI/AAAAAAAAAi0/u8VjwJLP7dM/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy (late) birthday to both of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539132888837746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-Pk2sbnI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Y9R66L10Du0/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539137183805058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-P02sboI/AAAAAAAAAjM/be-b75qNepE/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539124298903138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-PE2sbmI/AAAAAAAAAi8/5d9vDyEKI14/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Steven plays better, by ear, one handed with a splint on one finger, then I do with a book in front of me, and both hands! ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539141478772370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-QE2sbpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/AJCoWKBAtD0/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How much for the bag of lace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539798608768674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-2U2sbqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fdDXIoE-aww/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114542916755025650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RvqBr02sbvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wQWKZREXREg/s320/066.JPG" width="324" border="0" /&gt; yard sale anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114542921049992962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RvqBsE2sbwI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mKiW19gqG5o/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RvqBsU2sbxI/AAAAAAAAAkU/67j34s2zyfY/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114542925344960274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RvqBsU2sbxI/AAAAAAAAAkU/67j34s2zyfY/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charissa was trying her hardest to call China... if only the phone had a battery! [smile]&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539802903735986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-2k2sbrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/4_s4LilBqRk/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539815788637890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-3U2sbsI/AAAAAAAAAjs/YRxKYdZ3QDw/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was my privilege to meat, their cousin Micah this weekend, he was also kind enough to be the Manichean for the yard sale on Saturday! [smile]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539824378572498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-302sbtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/poqUXaPWrRM/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539832968507106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-4U2sbuI/AAAAAAAAAj8/mat1myNyBgI/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then there is Fred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114542938229862194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RvqBtE2sbzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/NVmykjhbsgM/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And no weekend would be complete with out a concert! Josiah was even back so he join in on a few songs! It was nice to get to see him this time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114542933934894882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RvqBs02sbyI/AAAAAAAAAkc/VammLW84eOg/s320/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; On Saturday night we went to a hot dog cookout, near where the Wissmann's used to live, when they lived in the country. We did a little barn swinging, that was so much fun but Bethany has all of those pictures... it was so much fun, I felt like a kid again! &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/6381430604237476011-7594776062626921787?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7594776062626921787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7594776062626921787' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7594776062626921787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7594776062626921787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/09/seward.html' title='Seward'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rvp-Ok2sblI/AAAAAAAAAi0/u8VjwJLP7dM/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-8282198324807004768</id><published>2007-09-18T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T11:08:22.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Days til Seward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Since it has been awhile I figured that I would throw a post out, just to let you all now that I still alive! [grin]&lt;br /&gt;It was a fairly busy weekend, they have a Fall festival here in Curtis, and that consisted of a parade, that I was &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be in but... we ran out of dogs to walk, oh well it was fun just watching, the Methodist church had a quilt show... WOW, There was a lot of beautiful quilts! It consisted of a fairly full, day. On Sunday, they had a very nice church service in the park, even with the showers we had that morning, the Lord provided and brought the sun out, for the perfect weather for an outdoor service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Yesterday I had my first big college test, I think it went well, but that is only the beginning i have two more tests this week. But it is all good, cause this weekend I am looking forward to spending the weekend in Seward, it is going to be really nice to get away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111578865523278962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ru_55VjoxHI/AAAAAAAAAg8/72zW4hi3FHk/s320/CIMG0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A merry heart does good like medicine, But a broken spirit dries the bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Proverbs 17:22&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-8282198324807004768?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/8282198324807004768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=8282198324807004768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8282198324807004768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8282198324807004768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/09/4-days-til-seward.html' title='4 Days til Seward'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ru_55VjoxHI/AAAAAAAAAg8/72zW4hi3FHk/s72-c/CIMG0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-2743515880853237525</id><published>2007-09-11T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T14:05:49.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian One Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't let your worries get the best of you; remember, Moses started out as a basket case. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Some people are kind, polite, and sweet-spirited until you try to sit in their pews. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Many folks want to serve God, but only as advisers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It is easier to preach ten sermons than it is to live one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The good Lord didn't create anything without a purpose, but mosquitoes come close. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;When you get to your wit's end, you'll find God lives there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;People are funny; they want the front of the bus, the middle of the road, and the back of the church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Opportunity may knock once, but temptation bangs on your front door forever. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Quit griping about your church; if it was perfect, you couldn't belong. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;If the church wants a better pastor, it only needs to pray for the one it has. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;God Himself does not propose to judge a man until he is dead. So why should you? *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Some minds are like concrete thoroughly mixed up and permanently set. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Peace starts with a smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I don't know why some people change churches; what difference does it make which one you stay home from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;We were called to be witnesses, not lawyers or judges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Be ye fishers of men. You catch them - He'll clean them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Coincidence is when God chooses to remain anonymous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't put a question mark where God put a period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't wait for 6 strong men to take you to church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Forbidden fruits create many jams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109055357175520930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RucCx0ZA3qI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TwR9Qt9WJYw/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;God grades on the cross, not the curve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;God loves everyone, but probably prefers "fruits of the spirit" over "religious nuts!" *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;He who angers you, controls you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;If God is your Co-pilot - swap seats! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Prayer: Don't give God instructions -- just report for duty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The task ahead of us is never as great as the Power behind us. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The Will of God never takes you to where the Grace of God will not protect you. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;We don't change the message, the message changes us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;You can tell how big a person is by what it takes to discourage him. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The best mathematical equation I have ever seen: 1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given. *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-2743515880853237525?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/2743515880853237525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=2743515880853237525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2743515880853237525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2743515880853237525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/09/christian-one-liners.html' title='Christian One Liners'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RucCx0ZA3qI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TwR9Qt9WJYw/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4481769867843215556</id><published>2007-09-04T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:07:54.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of College.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4Ny0ZA3oI/AAAAAAAAAgk/YioCsmTRqyk/s1600-h/Me+on+my+first+day+of+school.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106534194192899714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4Ny0ZA3oI/AAAAAAAAAgk/YioCsmTRqyk/s320/Me+on+my+first+day+of+school.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First Day of College... I know it is bad but it was early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4NzUZA3pI/AAAAAAAAAgs/aU1NemCYifs/s1600-h/traci.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106534202782834322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4NzUZA3pI/AAAAAAAAAgs/aU1NemCYifs/s320/traci.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106524796804455906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4FP0ZA3eI/AAAAAAAAAfU/aFm9dUjMUZs/s320/188+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Caetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106527060252220962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4HTkZA3iI/AAAAAAAAAf0/BKzAhLfeCoc/s320/just+trying+to+get+service.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just trying to get cell service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106520235549187394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4BGUZA3UI/AAAAAAAAAeE/jB1n8SmjRuo/s320/193+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106522559126494658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4DNkZA3cI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xTROlqNcD2g/s320/249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday, Ceatie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106522546241592738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4DM0ZA3aI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ex7Hp7mdMlE/s320/I+got+husker+pride.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106522554831527346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4DNUZA3bI/AAAAAAAAAe8/MA8-rRxu7hE/s320/220+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chillin' in the bean bag chair, in Wal-mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106524813984325138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4FQ0ZA3hI/AAAAAAAAAfs/yvr0fx_SxQ4/s320/221+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106520248434089314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4BHEZA3WI/AAAAAAAAAeU/N1qTbhdX4SU/s320/216+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106520257024023922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4BHkZA3XI/AAAAAAAAAec/dL6BpsJDSwg/s320/223+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106530625075076722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4KjEZA3nI/AAAAAAAAAgc/0XT3PaQB-9A/s320/342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don't ask! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106530612190174802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4KiUZA3lI/AAAAAAAAAgM/uKx99MjyS3Y/s320/333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106524792509488594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4FPkZA3dI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wrjaIYs85bo/s320/Me+goin%27+to+chruch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106530607895207490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4KiEZA3kI/AAAAAAAAAgE/p_W1a-uJuk4/s320/365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106524805394390514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4FQUZA3fI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QFh5oJds9o8/s320/236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the way to North Platte to go to lunch after church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106530620780109410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4Ki0ZA3mI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LhiwIA5Zmvg/s320/301.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We have a band... haha Kurtis, he is from Canada, and actually sings quite well, she lives just down the hall, Kylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good News: I tested out of the chapter in Math... so now I don't have to go to math class until they move on to something else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/6381430604237476011-4481769867843215556?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4481769867843215556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4481769867843215556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4481769867843215556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4481769867843215556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-week-of-college.html' title='First week of College.'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rt4Ny0ZA3oI/AAAAAAAAAgk/YioCsmTRqyk/s72-c/Me+on+my+first+day+of+school.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4406379645205070464</id><published>2007-08-30T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T11:04:17.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello From Curtis, NE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[sigh] I am here and I am finally moved in, and starting to settle in. I had class today at 9:30 and now I am done until my Freshman Learning Communities Class tonight at 6. after that they are having a bon fire to kick off the school year. It has been a busy first couple of days, I was late to my first class today...due to pure stupidity... I didn't sleep in, I was up and just lost track of time... well that will not happen again. But I would give a little up date. I should get back to Anatomy :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4406379645205070464?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4406379645205070464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4406379645205070464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4406379645205070464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4406379645205070464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-from-curtis-ne.html' title='Hello From Curtis, NE'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7699530894833936505</id><published>2007-08-24T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T06:51:57.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-Bye North Dakota!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am not sure when it will be but the next time I will post, it will be from Curtis, NE. I move in on Sunday, but we are going to my Uncle Ron's in Colorado for the next two days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Don't worry I haven't forgotten about the the kitchen pictures, but I don't have time to post right now, but soon very soon...hopefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I know this is short but I really need to finish packing! Any pray that could be sent my way, would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 1:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-7699530894833936505?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7699530894833936505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7699530894833936505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7699530894833936505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7699530894833936505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-bye-north-dakota.html' title='Good-Bye North Dakota!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-9004018740627477983</id><published>2007-08-21T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T10:55:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;It seems that between packing for college, and working one the kitchen, I have been very unfaithful to the blogging world...OOPS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;For a quick update, we finished putting the tiles in the kitchen, and not all that is left are the little decorating touches...the part I was waiting for all along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I have kinda sorta started packing for college... that is a good thing since we are leaving on either Friday or Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;My car is getting fix tomorrow and will hopefully be done one Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;My Great Uncle is here from California, so we had breakfast at my Grandparents house this morning...as we were saying good-bye, I almost started crying when I thought that I wouldn't be seeing my little cousin, Madison, until Christmas...or the rest of my family for that matter. [sniffle]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Now I am working of getting my printer downloaded on the computer... and thinking all the things I should be doing! [grin] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well I am going to cut this short and get back to packing, only about 3 days left until I leave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101213773390208290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rssm5kZA3SI/AAAAAAAAAd0/1kTVv-NGSmk/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice: let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee."&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 5:11&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-9004018740627477983?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/9004018740627477983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=9004018740627477983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/9004018740627477983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/9004018740627477983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/08/projects.html' title='Projects...'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rssm5kZA3SI/AAAAAAAAAd0/1kTVv-NGSmk/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5800630044366542362</id><published>2007-08-14T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T01:26:51.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098799398817444754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKTCeN9M5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/pC0nx5D3-H8/s320/CIMG1247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098837293313897538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsK1gON9NEI/AAAAAAAAAdk/aqQ0PwmIBiU/s320/CIMG1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098835313333973970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKzs-N9M9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/csMkuWhBgq4/s320/CIMG1324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098799403112412066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKTCuN9M6I/AAAAAAAAAcU/Ouy-isCoMlU/s320/CIMG1224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098793952798913394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKOFeN9M3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/aF13KEleWrA/s320/CIMG1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098793944208978786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKOE-N9M2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/CS-o_YHXTh0/s320/CIMG1215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098799415997313986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKTDeN9M8I/AAAAAAAAAck/nZnv3gfv5aI/s320/CIMG1211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098835317628941282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKztON9M-I/AAAAAAAAAc0/xSxXbQoo1sM/s320/CIMG1340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098835326218875906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKztuN9NAI/AAAAAAAAAdE/idVNO3F4VNo/s320/CIMG1344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098835321923908594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKzteN9M_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/a3OxMHG3EFc/s320/CIMG1343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098837276134028306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsK1fON9NBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/y-J1fXYcm5A/s320/CIMG1348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098837289018930226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsK1f-N9NDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/bjslXM_xPoA/s320/CIMG1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098837284723962914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsK1fuN9NCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/pYt6NHHgRU4/s320/CIMG1350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098799411702346674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKTDON9M7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/5wE1aKgNB20/s320/CIMG1263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098793961388848002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKOF-N9M4I/AAAAAAAAAcE/z7Q1rwjhcvE/s320/CIMG1269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098839410732774482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsK3beN9NFI/AAAAAAAAAds/5IAE58WpJSY/s320/CIMG1282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098793935619044178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKOEeN9M1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/8VTh31MWPf0/s320/CIMG1283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; On Saturday Michael rode a steer but Mom and I were painting so we didn't get to go in and see it...but I heard we lasted about 3 seconds! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5800630044366542362?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5800630044366542362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5800630044366542362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5800630044366542362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5800630044366542362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/08/rodeo.html' title='Rodeo'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RsKTCeN9M5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/pC0nx5D3-H8/s72-c/CIMG1247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-2124641448587440281</id><published>2007-08-09T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T17:58:04.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In The Saddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, kinda... sometimes we rode bare back too! [smile] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I just got home from my cousin Brandi's house, for the past 4 days, we went riding, just about everyday, it rained on Thursday which kinda put a damper on our plans, but that was okay, instead, we stayed home and hauled bales, it between showers...(hay bales are heavy, especially when they are wet.) Today we rode 9 miles, the horses did very well, which surprised me being that they were both only 4 years old and mine had never ridden by the highway before. Sadly we didn't get to got to Lake Lamoure and go jet-skiing, but we are going to try to go before i leave fore college....YAH! Sorry I don't have a lot of pictures, since we were ridding and I was unable to take pictures and ride at the same time, you will just have to use your imagination ( my horse is red with 2 white socks on his back feet, and Brandi's horse was dark brown, almost black, and on Tuesday Brandi wore.....haha) ;-) I need to cut this short though Mom and I are going to start on the kitchen, for those of you who don't know, we are redecorating our kitchen, I will try to post some before, during and after shots of that as soon as we are done. ( Just don't let me forget!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-2124641448587440281?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/2124641448587440281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=2124641448587440281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2124641448587440281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2124641448587440281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back In The Saddle'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5509132496173524553</id><published>2007-08-02T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:53:47.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God IS Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I am DONE at the vet clinic!!!! I am soooooooo happy, excited, joyful, and exhausted...haha well not so much now but yesterday, was my last day, and the longest day with the vet, I started my day at 3 a.m. I didn't even know 3 a.m. existed, until that day! haha... just kidding, me and 3 a.m. had a few run ins before, like at camp when my girls decided that they had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night... well anyway, I had to meet the vet at a quarter after 4 to go down by Herron, SD to ultra sound 400 hear of heifers...long day... I got home about a quarter to 10 that night having to make a quick pit stop to change my flat tire half way home...it wasn't so bad, a nice couple stopped and insisted on helping me, and boy and I glad they did!!! My jack broke...while the car was on it... luckily though the man already had the spare on and so it didn't fall far and it landed on the tire! No one got hurt, and the car was fine, the jack has seen better days though :( I didn't know it was a one time use tire jack:). Praise the Lord that the couple stayed even though I told them that I had everything under control, they insisted on helping me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;An answer to prayers: I am getting baptised on Sunday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;~God is SO Good~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5509132496173524553?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5509132496173524553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5509132496173524553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5509132496173524553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5509132496173524553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/08/god-it-good.html' title='God IS Good!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3180932686317322224</id><published>2007-07-30T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:56:45.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged....I'm "It"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Well, it is now my turn to tell everyone five reasons why I love God :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1. Because he first loved me. (Jeremiah 31:3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;2. He is ALWAYS there for me, to help me no matter what. (2 Corinthians 2:14)&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All I need he will provide. (Acts 17:25)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He sent his son to die for me, while I was still a sinner. (Romans 5:8)&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The Bible tells me to. (Deuteronomy 6:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I don't think I can ever fully understand the magnitude of Gods love for me, how he could send his only (perfect) son to die on the cross for me, to take away my sins. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13 That is what this post is all about right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093156816812847922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rq6HI-N9MzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/w0FOCxNfaU0/s320/CIMG0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tabby&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Carri&lt;/span&gt;&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/6381430604237476011-3180932686317322224?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3180932686317322224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3180932686317322224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3180932686317322224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3180932686317322224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/taggedim-it.html' title='Tagged....I&apos;m &quot;It&quot;'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rq6HI-N9MzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/w0FOCxNfaU0/s72-c/CIMG0630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7046318922133789795</id><published>2007-07-28T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T16:54:18.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqvERON9MxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nbLjAlgDJC8/s1600-h/CIMG0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092379603825931026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqvERON9MxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nbLjAlgDJC8/s320/CIMG0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqvERuN9MyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1o8k2PjwNwo/s1600-h/CIMG0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092379612415865634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqvERuN9MyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1o8k2PjwNwo/s320/CIMG0957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I know what you are thinking.... It wasn't my fault, in fact I wasn't even in the car when it happened. Some one backed into me at work, while I was diligently scrubbing gates in the back. later that morning I went to get something from my car, and had a "not-so-delightful" surprise on my bumper (pictured above).  Well that is not the worst part of this story, for some more bad news, it was a hit-and-run, so I have no clue who did it, and now I get to pay for the damage, that is the part that bothers me the most, having to pay for it won't be a blast, but the person didn't have the common curtsy to come and tell me what had happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened."&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-7046318922133789795?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7046318922133789795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7046318922133789795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7046318922133789795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7046318922133789795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/ooops.html' title='Ooops...'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqvERON9MxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nbLjAlgDJC8/s72-c/CIMG0958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3335549216106830137</id><published>2007-07-25T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:27:31.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days Of Bliss...and Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Mondays are never fun to begin with, especially after you get back from a vacation. I got to work and right away I walked a dog, washed dishes, did a load of laundry, cleaned and sterilized a batch of syringes, and then spent the rest of the day scrubbing the shoot in the (unair-conditioned) back... but I did get interrupted at about 3 to go out in the country and look at some cows, which took the rest of the day. A wonderful thing happened as I was leaving work on.... No I didn't get fired, [smile] but I was told that I could take the next 2 days off, because 2 of the vets were gone, and all I would have to do was clean! so now I only have 5 days of work left! YES!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091367091055702738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqgrZON9MtI/AAAAAAAAAas/su4jm0NogzI/s320/CIMG0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091367078170800834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqgrYeN9MsI/AAAAAAAAAak/tW2UcriylLI/s320/CIMG0819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                              Library Fun (some Pictures of our vacation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yesterday, my Mom, Grandma and I went to Edgeley, to a produce sale, and had lunch with my sister, then my Grandma and I went up to, my Aunts and I got a hair cut, and she got a perm... not to worry it was more like a trim! Well then I stayed at my Grandparents house and ended up singing a whole bunch of hymns, with my grandpa as he played the accordion, it was a lot of fun, well today it hit about 101 degree out, so it was a good day to do house work, then I headed in to town for play practice...we perform tomorrow, Friday, and Saturday, and the main character still doesn't know his parts...very interesting! And right about now it is about that time to go to bed, because like it or not I have to work in the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091367103940604658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqgrZ-N9MvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/eKhdY-uQXFA/s320/CIMG0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;~5 Days Left!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091367095350670050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqgrZeN9MuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Ij1AsnlujwE/s320/CIMG0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"I love them that love me; and those that seek me early shall find me."&lt;br /&gt;Proverb 8:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3335549216106830137?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3335549216106830137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3335549216106830137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3335549216106830137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3335549216106830137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/2-days-of-blissand-heat.html' title='2 Days Of Bliss...and Heat'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqgrZON9MtI/AAAAAAAAAas/su4jm0NogzI/s72-c/CIMG0826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7217324387299743024</id><published>2007-07-22T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:38:02.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nebraska&lt;em&gt;.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090165492350268082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqPmi-N9MrI/AAAAAAAAAac/xp1oCV3u-2U/s400/CIMG0831+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just got back from my trip to Nebraska, it was a lot of fun...I don't have a lot of pictures so if you want more, Megan and the Wissmanns do! It was a lot of driving...but I think it was worth it! From sand volleyball, tubing and skiing, and checking out the cute "little" town of Seward, it was a lot of fun, oh and one can't forget the all the laughing, talking, Gomer Pyle movies, and Ultimate uno! what a fun weekend...hopefully we can do it again!  Well now I am off to stack hay bales with Brandi and her family...it will be alot of fun, especially with the 90 degree weather! I can't wait to jump in the lake when we are done, I won't scrap my toe this time... [smile] Hopefully can I post more pictures of the weekend later this week... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GUESS WHAT? only 8 days until I am done working at the Vet Clinic! Yippee!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-7217324387299743024?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7217324387299743024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7217324387299743024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7217324387299743024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7217324387299743024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/nebraska.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RqPmi-N9MrI/AAAAAAAAAac/xp1oCV3u-2U/s72-c/CIMG0831+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3124650488542246052</id><published>2007-07-12T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T08:55:55.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphaOYXzJXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ctb2EmVw_q8/s1600-h/CIMG0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086914982221915506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphaOYXzJXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ctb2EmVw_q8/s320/CIMG0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; The tradition continues, whenever we ride in the back of the convertible, we have to take pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086919955794044338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rphev4XzJbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/__ZxjLwYSQg/s320/CIMG0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hey, you'd be scared too... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphaOoXzJYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pTtuRxg2xmQ/s1600-h/CIMG0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086914986516882818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphaOoXzJYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pTtuRxg2xmQ/s320/CIMG0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Simple things amuse me! [smile]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micki left Fargo at 2 0'clock this morning on a bus heading for Minneapolis, MN. The concert was great they sounded so good for only practicing for about 3 days, it was about 3 hours long, which was stretching the limit for Brandi and I so whenever Micki wasn't on stage, we would sit out in the hall and listen from there, that way we could talk with out feeling that we where being rude. The concert was over about at 9 and we had to run to Wal-Mart to pick up last minute things for Micki, before having her back at the dorms by 10. So we decided to grab some burgers, and head back and eat with Micki, then we had to stay while she went through all her stuff, so we could take home anything she didn't need. So finally about Midnight, we were saying our goodbyes and after many hugs we finally left. It is so much harder to say good-bye when you know they are going a long way away! But we didn't head for home right then, we had to make another pit stop at Wal-Mart, to get some things for my Grandma, and my Aunt Naomi... around 1:30 we are once again back in the car and this time, it is headed towards home, the 1 1/2 hour drive to my Aunts house wasn't bad, cause I was able to sleep, but the 1 1/2 hour drive ahead of me and Grandma was gonna be a long one! We left my Naomi's house at 3:30, so can every one figure out what time I got home? 5:00 in the morning! yikes... I could actually see dawn breaking, and under normal circumstances I would have stayed up to watch the sunrise, but I had to work in the morning so I thought it best to go to bed instead. I didn't go to work at 8 like normally, my mom called in and they said that it would be okay if I was there by 11, so I was able to get more then 2 hours of sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086914995106817426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphaPIXzJZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KhxjNPSpGDU/s320/CIMG0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 230 of the Northern Ambassadors of Music to Europe 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Micki is on the right side of the picture, in the 5th row near the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086919985858815474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphexoXzJfI/AAAAAAAAAZU/T3qgxqUyzo0/s320/CIMG0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Women's Choir, Can you find Micki? (hint: she is in the back row)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086919977268880866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphexIXzJeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/E5QKaFYwiG8/s320/CIMG0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086924156272059922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphikYXzJhI/AAAAAAAAAZk/YFrF2xayf-0/s320/CIMG0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087080458721896050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086924139092190722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphijYXzJgI/AAAAAAAAAZc/NFHKFXeMwQE/s320/CIMG0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lillies are my favorite flower...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086919968678946258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphewoXzJdI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4PUESPEOtT4/s320/CIMG0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Can you tell they are Mother and Daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086919964383978946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphewYXzJcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/BZnYvkM-_cQ/s320/CIMG0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't know which one is prettier, Brandi or the flowers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086924160567027234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphikoXzJiI/AAAAAAAAAZs/zTStgGm8TC8/s320/CIMG0689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  You changed me for good!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086926492734269010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphksYXzJlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/v2p5-TME4p8/s320/CIMG0692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just another picture to add to the funny face library... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086928335275239010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphmXoXzJmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pdHjPPMP9Xc/s320/CIMG0691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086924182041863746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rphil4XzJkI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/6KTvsex83mY/s320/CIMG0696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yes! That is really dawn peeking up in the east over the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;horizon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3124650488542246052?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3124650488542246052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3124650488542246052' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3124650488542246052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3124650488542246052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/shes-gone.html' title='She&apos;s Gone!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RphaOYXzJXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ctb2EmVw_q8/s72-c/CIMG0591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4557593064770329633</id><published>2007-07-10T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:32:53.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Here... It's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is my first officially post using my new computer! It came yesterday in afternoon. I was so surprised cause it wasn't supposed to come for another 5 days, I love surprises...[smile] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085773466095204290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpRMBZa2N8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Q0vXxf0Uhqs/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085773478980106194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpRMCJa2N9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/J9B7fnn7K68/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well for a quick recap of the week, on Sunday I went to church in Oakes, Pastor Dean had a &lt;u&gt;GREAT &lt;/u&gt;message, on Satan, and how he deceives us, he talked a lot about music, and how bad it is, and even though we don't think it changes us after listening to that..."stuff" (for lack of nicer word) long enough, it will impact you! The same with TV, we must remember... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;" I will set no wicked thing before mine eyes"- Psalm 101:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well anyway, it fit right in with the book I am currently reading, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Battle Cry For A Generation, The Fight to Save America's Youth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; By: Ron Luce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well after that I went out to my cousin Micki's house, to help her pack, or should I say "pack" for her trip to Europe, I am sure I was more of a distraction then anything, being that we ended up talking most of the time! What a shock right? ;) Well my uncle went fishing and my plan was to stay for supper and then head home, well plans change... Micki and I ended up going and get My Uncle Jeff and a church friend Earl, for they blew a tire on the boat trailer, so we are taking them back to the boat, and the car went crazy... the windshield wipers turned on high, even though they were turned off, the car went hot and smoke started billowing out of the CD player. The alternator went out... so there we were sitting in the middle of no where - not hard to find in North Dakota! with smoke pouring off the engine, I know every little about motors, but that is rarely, if ever a good sign! Well so much for fixing the boat tire! a nice man came by and gave Jeff a ride to the suburban, meanwhile 2, 18 year old girls and an 81 year old man are left waiting by the side of the road...! well Jeff did return and towed Micki and I back to the house, so much for being home around 7ish, it is no going on 10:30 and we still hadn't eaten supper. So we ate some pizza and I headed out, the hour drive wasn't so bad, until I got home to have a whole bunch of floating eyes crossing the road in front of my mail box...the cows were out, I was home alone, it was dark and they were black steers. So assessing the situation, I decided to call for help... so at midnight, I called my uncle Kenny and explained the happenings, fortunately they were not ours so I was able to go to sleep. I had to work in the morning nothing to significant happened there... and then I came home to find my lap top was here! Then I went back into town for Play Practice, and my car was telling me that my tire pressure was low... on the tire that i just got fixed! Perfect and our air compressor is not at our house and I am running late already, so I decide to go into town and put air in at the station in town, well either I am mental, I already admitted that I am not a mechanic, but I have never had a problem putting air in a tire... before last night that is, because tire as I am the air was not going into the tire but to my horror, it was getting flatter! After a slight panic attack, I decided to go to play practice and when I got back to town I would try the other station, well practice went until 10ish so it is pouring rain at this point, and my tire is holding what little air that it had in it but it was still not gaining any air. And it wasn't just me, Lori Feil tried, and Brent Ulmer, who happened to be passing by... the boy worked at a Jiffy Lube, and even he couldn't get air in the tire, at this point from every only trying to get air in, and air kept coming out, my tire was now at 15 psi, it is supposed to be at 44 psi. Not Good... Lori had to go home and Brent was kind enough to give me a ride home... and my poor car was stuck in town, well it is fixed now, but still in town, due to the fact that I haven't quite figured out how to drive two cars at once, although it is on my list of things to do! [grin] To the conclusion of my story, turns out gas stations turn their air hoses off at night, but not completely because when I would check there was still air coming out. Oh well everything worked out, the Lord did provide for me, everything I needed, even if I was just a wee little bit stressed at the time. Oh and if any of you are wondering why I didn't put the spare on... cause it was quite literally down pouring outside, and I had no dry clothes. If I would have had to, I could have, but I chose to stay dry instead, being I had a ride home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tomorrow Micki has a concert in Fargo, before she leaves for Europe, where she will be for 2 weeks, [sniff sniff]... I miss her already! I am planning on going to the concert... hopefully get there with out any car trouble... I have had enough of the side of the road for a while! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085776296478652418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpROmJa2OAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FWRpFLXT6C0/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest." - Joshua 1:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4557593064770329633?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4557593064770329633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4557593064770329633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4557593064770329633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4557593064770329633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-here-its-here.html' title='It&apos;s Here... It&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpRMBZa2N8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Q0vXxf0Uhqs/s72-c/093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5537301915307891306</id><published>2007-07-07T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:15:27.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Years Together... and still counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpAMPZa2N7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/S0WJ7yYblbg/s1600-h/CIMG0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084577437962352562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpAMPZa2N7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/S0WJ7yYblbg/s320/CIMG0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yesterday My Mom and Dad Celebrated there 23rd wedding anniversary! - 2 more year and they are half way to 50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084574736427923362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpAJyJa2N6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/eyXTR5JN35c/s320/DCP_1861+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Now&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Love You Both SO Very Much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(I didn't forget, I just didn't have time to post yesterday, I think they hide all their wedding picture...cause all I could find was the one hanging on the wall! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Happy Late Anniversary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mark 10:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5537301915307891306?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5537301915307891306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5537301915307891306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5537301915307891306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5537301915307891306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/23-years-together-and-still-counting.html' title='23 Years Together... and still counting!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpAMPZa2N7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/S0WJ7yYblbg/s72-c/CIMG0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1620806306592790559</id><published>2007-07-05T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T00:20:43.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Cars and Bright Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The races where new to me, but they were a lot of fun, good thing my uncle was there, cause I had no clue what was going on?! The pictures below are of the "Soda Mods" that is the fastest class... and the loudest! :) (I was able to figure that out on my own.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3eG5a2NuI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XKJc_7cHoXs/s1600-h/CIMG0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083963764445165282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3eG5a2NuI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XKJc_7cHoXs/s320/CIMG0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Here they come... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3o7Ja2N5I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Sox9WNNHpBE/s1600-h/CIMG0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083975657209608082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3o7Ja2N5I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Sox9WNNHpBE/s320/CIMG0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;There they go... they did this a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And now on to my favorite part of the day/night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083970271320618786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3kBpa2NyI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Xxn323_YUoI/s320/CIMG0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bright lights and Big Booms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083970301385389906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3kDZa2N1I/AAAAAAAAAW0/tTSnGXqN6So/s320/CIMG0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Keep Me Amused For Hours! [smile]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083970279910553394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3kCJa2NzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/yHedZt4lk0g/s320/CIMG0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I think I was swatting a mosquito, when I took this one... that is my excuse anyway!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083970288500488002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3kCpa2N0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/bdSmV_jd07g/s320/CIMG0508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083974501863405442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3n35a2N4I/AAAAAAAAAXM/xRryZLwFFiU/s320/CIMG0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083974484683536226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3n25a2N2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/fpD4hdSSUTM/s320/CIMG0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083974493273470834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3n3Za2N3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/6rYTE-pH8Hc/s320/CIMG0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1620806306592790559?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1620806306592790559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1620806306592790559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1620806306592790559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1620806306592790559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/fast-cars-and-bright-lights.html' title='Fast Cars and Bright Lights'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ro3eG5a2NuI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XKJc_7cHoXs/s72-c/CIMG0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-9052522389138829161</id><published>2007-07-04T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:08:05.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RovQ-Za2NnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/FCsBNSXN1SA/s1600-h/CIMG0458+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083386374811694706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RovQ-Za2NnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/FCsBNSXN1SA/s320/CIMG0458+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;221&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;st &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday, America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun Facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pennsylvania and South Carolina where the only two states that voted "NO" to the Constitution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In 1801, the first public Fourth of July reception at the White House occurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In 1804, the first Fourth of July celebration west of the Mississippi occurred at Independence Creek and was celebrated by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Did you know that the words "Under God" weren't added until 1954 to the Pledge of Allegiance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Every 4th of July the Liberty Bell is tapped - not actually rung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It is only appropriate to fly the flag upside down, but only in an emergency. It means "Help Me, I am in Trouble!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In 1976, the nation's Bicentennial occurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;--Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Pledge of Allegiance.&lt;br /&gt;I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America,&lt;br /&gt;and to the Republic for which it stands.&lt;br /&gt;One nation under God, indivisible,&lt;br /&gt;with liberty and justice for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rightly to govern the world without God and the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;--Unknown (emphasis added)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 4th to everyone!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-9052522389138829161?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/9052522389138829161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=9052522389138829161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/9052522389138829161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/9052522389138829161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/america.html' title='America'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RovQ-Za2NnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/FCsBNSXN1SA/s72-c/CIMG0458+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-6294378009183359968</id><published>2007-07-02T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:00:26.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RomgbJa2NmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/f11TfuIpT28/s1600-h/100_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082770042709751394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RomgbJa2NmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/f11TfuIpT28/s400/100_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I am definitely going to miss you this fall when I am at college, your goofing moments, the serious talks we have! You have grown up so fast... starting out at 2 and a half pounds, you are no longer that tiny little baby that fit in the palm of Daddy's hand, you are the hard working young man that puts many hours in on the farm, but know that no matter how big you get, you will never out grow your Heavenly Father's Hand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Little Known Facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He was the smallest baby in the family at 2 1/2 pounds, he was so small my dad could fit his wedding ring around his wrist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He was 2 months old when he got to come home from the hospital...for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My sister wanted to name him Beethoven M&amp;M Wolf, because when we found out we had a brother, she was watching Beethoven, the movie about the St. Bernard..., and eating M&amp;amp; M's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He loved going out in the field with Dad in the tractor, and was known to sleep the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He broke his thumb playing at the park, when they took the cast off he had flax sprouting inside it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He broke is elbow wrestling when he was 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He found out that cars can't swim this last fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And quite recently he ran my sisters bicycle into a power pole. (He needs to work on his driving skills.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have written unto you, fathers, because ye have known him that is from the beginning. I have written unto you, young men, because ye are strong, and the word of God abideth in you, and ye have overcome the wicked one.&lt;br /&gt;1 John 2:14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Romf5Ja2NkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/SiBNQvpnSI4/s1600-h/100_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Romf5pa2NlI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0Antnp7_srw/s1600-h/100_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-6294378009183359968?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/6294378009183359968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=6294378009183359968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6294378009183359968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6294378009183359968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/07/michael.html' title='Michael'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RomgbJa2NmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/f11TfuIpT28/s72-c/100_1022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1592137390166109379</id><published>2007-06-29T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:10:50.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Good Soil"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RoXjU5a2NjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3g_SAoZm4Fs/s1600-h/CIMG0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081717702707787314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RoXjU5a2NjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3g_SAoZm4Fs/s200/CIMG0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After a few days, and many hours of toil, our garden is once again good soil! [ smile ] Tonight my mom and I finally finished weeding the garden, or rather de-weeding! I have dirt permanently embedded in my hands, and I think I was starting to fit in with the plants a little to well, for my shoulders are nice and BEET red! But I think working cows today at the vet clinic helped that along just a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;On Wednesday, on my way home from work, I quite literally had one of those near death experiences...! well I was driving home, not speeding, on my side of the road going up a hill, as I crested the hill, there was a blue mini van, coming right at me! turns out it was trying to pass a white car...on a hill! I slammed on my breaks, and the white car swerved into the ditch and the mini van pulled back in to the right lane, I was stunned! luckily the white car was able to regain control and pull out of the ditch and no one was hurt... the rest of the way home(about 5 miles) was shaking, and just kept repeating "Thank You Lord" over and over again! I was in "shock, utter shock!" [grin] I am so glad that the lord was looking out for me, and the rest of the people involved in the "almost accident", it was quite a day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good; for his mercy endureth for ever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Chronicles 16:34&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081716379857860130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RoXiH5a2NiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/CQ-z05x5mhk/s320/DCP_1843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tomorrow my family is leaving for Medora, North Dakota for a couple days. We go to the Medora Musical on Saturday, then on Sunday my Dad, Uncle, Cousin, and I go golfing at Bully Pulpit. It is a lot of fun, and so beautiful in the badlands! Well I should probably cut this short and pack...cause, ya know I just LOVE to pack! ha ha I actually just finished some ironing, by the way Grandma my new iron works great...THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1592137390166109379?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1592137390166109379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1592137390166109379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1592137390166109379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1592137390166109379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-soil.html' title='&quot;Good Soil&quot;'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RoXjU5a2NjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3g_SAoZm4Fs/s72-c/CIMG0272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7073448053797877741</id><published>2007-06-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:40:28.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hour at the Oral Surgeon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnyFLhXcdpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XzgeFdyGGe4/s1600-h/CIMG0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079080912748836498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnyFLhXcdpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XzgeFdyGGe4/s320/CIMG0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Before (as in Monday) that is my brother by the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Well my mouth is still numb, they said it would be for about 12-24 hours! have you ever tired to drink out of a water bottle when half of our bottom lip is so numb that it might as well not be there! ha ha I drooled on myself a few times! oops [smile] what is even funnier is putting chap stick on... good thing it wasn't lipstick or I would have some odd colored teeth right about now! well I can eat are "soft" foods! that is always fun, so I have some ice cream, yogurt, and some soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079080921338771106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnyFMBXcdqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2x7jUXTdmas/s320/CIMG0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After (I am pointing to the side that is puffy... if you couldn't tell!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not out of the clear just yet there is still a chance that I could get dry socket, when my socket in my jaw gets dry, I hear it is quite painful, but on the upside, since I don't smoke, am not on birth control, and I am under the age of 21, I only have about a 1% chance of this happening to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079080929928705714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnyFMhXcdrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ejc9MzZwIeI/s320/CIMG0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After, My smile is just not the same! (Do you see the side of my mouth it a little droopy!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgery itself went well I guess, except that he had to try 3 times before her got an Ive in my arm, apparently I have strong veins! After that I remember him asking me if I was feeling dizzy, I said "Yeah I was going to ask if I should feel dizzy... the next thing I remember was waking up an hour later with gauze in my mouth, and a little drowsy. But that didn't stop me, I had shopping to do! [grin] Everyone thought I was crazy, but it really didn't hurt...in fact it still doesn't, the bottom right corner of my face is still numb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Trust in the Lord, and do good; [so] shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed. Delight thyself also in the Lord; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in him; and he shall bring [it] to pass.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:3-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A quick pray request: My Uncle, Harry, has just been diagnosed with prostate cancer, the doctors are optimistic that they can cure it but, extra prayer can't hurt any! :) I know that God is looking out for him, But... I am not sure if he is saved, so that is my main concern right now, just pray for salvation, and healing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-7073448053797877741?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7073448053797877741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7073448053797877741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7073448053797877741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7073448053797877741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/06/hour-at-oral-surgeon.html' title='The Hour at the Oral Surgeon!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnyFLhXcdpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XzgeFdyGGe4/s72-c/CIMG0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3207286095674471803</id><published>2007-06-18T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:14:56.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day at the dentist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Well i just got home for the dentist...but don't worry it won't be too long until our next visit, I get to see them again on Friday! Well actually I get to see the Oral Surgeon, I really can' t wait for that trip. I am getting my wisdom teeth "extracted", that just sounds painful! Luckily though I only have 2, both on my right side, so one side of my face is going to look like a pocket gopher and the other will be somewhat normal, I hope! well I was kinda hoping that they were going to knock me all the way out for the procedure...I would rather wake up in pain not knowing what they had to do to get them out, then have to be wake and while I am obviously not going to be feeling anything, I am going to know what they are doing! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Well on the up side I finally decided to replace my ipod, I even splurged and got the two year warranty, just in case it comes in counter with anymore washing machines. [smile] I also found some awesome bluegrass, gospel CDs. and I am also reading "Before You Meet Prince Charming" by Sarah Mally, it is quite good so far! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3207286095674471803?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3207286095674471803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3207286095674471803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3207286095674471803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3207286095674471803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-at-dentist.html' title='The day at the dentist!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4986113436341658294</id><published>2007-06-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:18:34.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F- faithful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A- assertive&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnX-gRXcdkI/AAAAAAAAATc/9p6cXbUH9E8/s1600-h/CIMG0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077243985301108290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnX-gRXcdkI/AAAAAAAAATc/9p6cXbUH9E8/s200/CIMG0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;T- trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;H- humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;E- earnest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;R- reliable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;S- strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;D- driven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A- attentive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Y- youthful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today is a day to remember Fathers, how important they are in the up bringing of today's youth, did you know that in the average household of unbelievers, if the father comes to know the Lord as his personal Savior first, there in a 97% chance that the rest of the house hold will follow?! Dads you are very important, we need you, especially since on average, only 4% of young people born between 1976-1994, could say that they know the Lord as their Savior. Scary isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077246085540116050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnYAahXcdlI/AAAAAAAAATk/8i6RsVMdSkA/s320/CIMG0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thank You Daddy, for being there for me, and loving me. For guiding my footsteps when I was little, and even now as I get older. For picking me up when I fall, and for giving me all the support! God Bless you Daddy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4986113436341658294?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4986113436341658294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4986113436341658294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4986113436341658294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4986113436341658294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers Day'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RnX-gRXcdkI/AAAAAAAAATc/9p6cXbUH9E8/s72-c/CIMG0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-2701489264435296707</id><published>2007-06-08T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T19:42:33.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Okay, so here's the deal! I am leaving for camp tomorrow, I am excited/nervous, anxious/nervous, happy/(can you guess?) NERVOUS! Camp is going to be different, a good different... I hope! I am a counselor this year, YEAH!....and AHHHHHHH! I am so nervous, what if i am not "cut out" to be a counselor, what if I don't know the question to an answer, what if..... what if, what if... that is all that has been going through my mind the past week. I have been reading my bible, praying like crazy, and trying to settle my nerves! Whooooooh, that feels good to get that off my chest... and I think I an done freaking out now...I think![smile] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073887622978106930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RmoR6RXcdjI/AAAAAAAAATU/MBWYxTq-Tpk/s400/Campclean-up--June2008%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Thank you Megan for the picture... it makes me giggle! This is at camp cleanup, last Saturday. The face was quite fitting since it was pouring outside, hence the fish face... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;To top things off I haven't even started packing yet...FYI-I HATE packing! I never know what to bring, I have been going to camp since I was like 10 that means this will be my 8th year and I don't know what to pack... SAD! that is all I can say! haha well I should cut this short and get to packing... or many think else I can do to put off packing! lol Well I do have just one favor... Pray for SUNSHINE, I guess rain is in the forecast for the week, but God Almighty can do ANYTHING! and the power of Prayer it miraculous! so if you would Pray for sun, and that the Lord will at work in the heart of every camper, counselor, cook and caretaker... okay so everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And now I must bid you all Ado and go pack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-2701489264435296707?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/2701489264435296707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=2701489264435296707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2701489264435296707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2701489264435296707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-so-heres-deal-i-am-leaving-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RmoR6RXcdjI/AAAAAAAAATU/MBWYxTq-Tpk/s72-c/Campclean-up--June2008%5B1%5D+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7831086067951219535</id><published>2007-05-31T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:40:18.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; The Ashley High School class of 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070901937026293426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl92cedK3rI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A_--TvlFu84/s400/100_0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; The ones wearing yellow are the Honor Students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070902714415374018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl93JudK3sI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eP4oxbwC0H0/s400/100_0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me, Amanda and Traci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070906871943716562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl967udK3tI/AAAAAAAAASE/YsQrEow5ydU/s400/100_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The one and only! [smile]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070910604270296802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl9-U-dK3uI/AAAAAAAAASM/HabgDLaw4mQ/s400/100_1014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Since I was alphabetically the last in my class...this is quite literally the end! ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070912872013029122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-AY-dK3wI/AAAAAAAAASc/LKJ_f5yG0X4/s400/100_1492+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me and my sister...I love you so much and am so proud of you, Kim for all that you have come through!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070912863423094514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-AYedK3vI/AAAAAAAAASU/6ikxoYLe76Y/s400/100_1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and my Bestest Friend!&lt;br /&gt;(there is no way I would have made it with out you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070915560662556434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-C1edK3xI/AAAAAAAAASk/suKauorZddM/s400/100_1497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;  Quite possibly the cutest boy at my grad party!&lt;br /&gt; (I am talking about the little guy with the red curls!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070915586432360242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-C2-dK3zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/C9Ck9XbKcmo/s400/100_1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070915573547458338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-C2OdK3yI/AAAAAAAAASs/-FDcab2x3iI/s400/100_1506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070932474243768130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-SN-dK30I/AAAAAAAAAS8/bqRAxLDtOTM/s400/100_1499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070932504308539218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-SPudK31I/AAAAAAAAATE/oVeHUM7dbZc/s400/100_1500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070932517193441122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl-SQedK32I/AAAAAAAAATM/MhvUYyZNx6A/s400/100_1503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-7831086067951219535?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7831086067951219535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7831086067951219535' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7831086067951219535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7831086067951219535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rl92cedK3rI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A_--TvlFu84/s72-c/100_0994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5531856951532261272</id><published>2007-05-14T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T18:52:38.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come the the alter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fall on your knees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Jesus is waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To take your burdens and pleas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All that you have ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And all that you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He's given to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Saying take this and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064598219695694642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkkRP1cJozI/AAAAAAAAARs/CAwITD-TXWI/s320/DCP_1912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Go out and tell them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The needy and lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tell them of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How he paid the cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He took the beatings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And died on the tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That whosoever believeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shall be set free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It may not be easy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It may not be fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But you will make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For God sent his only son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Kris Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5531856951532261272?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5531856951532261272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5531856951532261272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5531856951532261272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5531856951532261272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/05/poem.html' title='A poem'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkkRP1cJozI/AAAAAAAAARs/CAwITD-TXWI/s72-c/DCP_1912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1494738257750732852</id><published>2007-05-12T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:10:46.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bloom Where God Has Planted You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;No you are not dreaming, this is really a new post! ha ha But seriously, I haven't dropped off the face of the earth...yet. Let see what has happened in the past two week? We&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkaLEFcJouI/AAAAAAAAARE/rQR9Upq7h9s/s1600-h/100_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063887733320688354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkaLEFcJouI/AAAAAAAAARE/rQR9Upq7h9s/s320/100_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ll we had our High school band and choir concert. and we finally got senior privileges YEA!! that means we get to leave school at 1:30 right after choir it's great to be a senior. Now we are heading into the last week of school... 2 finals and a power point presentation is the only thing that stands between me and my diploma it is a great feeling! I have also been busy golfing, and getting sun burnt - it really hurts! :' ( Last night I had a camp fire in my pasture, it was a lot of fun; roasting hot dogs, marsh mellows, grilling hamburgers, just hanging out with my friends, and of course talking and laughing! I didn't get home until about 3:30 in the morning and then I had to get up at 8:00 so i could give Lori a ride to town! but a side from being a little tired I think I'll live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Today my Mom, Sister, and I went to a Mother Daughter Banquet put on by my cousins church, it was a lot of fun, the theme was "Bloom Were God Has Planted You" if you can't tell from the title it was about flowers, kin&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkaOLFcJovI/AAAAAAAAARM/z61B02-5srU/s1600-h/DCP_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063891152114655986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkaOLFcJovI/AAAAAAAAARM/z61B02-5srU/s320/DCP_1816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;da. Haley, my cousins pastors wife, talked about odor, the kind of odor that we give off to our Lord, there are sweet odors, and... not so sweet odors. If you are not saved it doesn't matter what you do you are giving off the "not-so-sweet odor", but the thing is God is there and he has the soap, and the best part is... it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FREE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Jesus' blood is the soap that can make you whiter then snow, and it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FREE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it can take away the bad odor and replace it with something so much sweeter. All you have to do is believe, and call on the name of the Lord, Jesus Christ! It was really a good day, and nice to have over Mothers Day weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063892359000466178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkaPRVcJowI/AAAAAAAAARU/C9sH1JE8Xos/s320/100_0858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;"I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;John 15:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1494738257750732852?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1494738257750732852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1494738257750732852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1494738257750732852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1494738257750732852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/05/bloom-where-god-has-planted-you.html' title='&quot;Bloom Where God Has Planted You&quot;'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RkaLEFcJouI/AAAAAAAAARE/rQR9Upq7h9s/s72-c/100_0908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-8101486848585219538</id><published>2007-04-29T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:20:07.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVnKFcJonI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dgnJ4AT7Nvc/s1600-h/100_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063179377222258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVnKFcJonI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dgnJ4AT7Nvc/s320/100_1309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, finally after about 2 months of anticipation, I finally was able to go and get my horse! I was so happy/excited/scared-I had to go by myself and the last time I pulled the goose neck trailer...ummm...lets just say things didn't go as planned! [sheepish grin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063166492320338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVnJVcJolI/AAAAAAAAAP8/cAPNoI0cHNw/s320/100_1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hogs the camera, I think he was to busy sniffing it to really care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063175082254946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVnJ1cJomI/AAAAAAAAAQE/n28tD28Ri3Q/s320/100_1295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well after riding for about 4 1/2 hours, I am home safe and sound, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man oh man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! do my legs hurt! It is amazing how those muscles make themselves known after not really riding much all winter! And I have a feeling it is going to be about 50 times worse in the morning. My new horse is home, but still nameless, any suggestions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063162197353026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVnJFcJokI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DMcn9w8kQZQ/s320/100_1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He eats A lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063187967156866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVnKlcJooI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xEow-sikt8c/s320/100_1377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He is messy to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059066413487596210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVqGVcJorI/AAAAAAAAAQs/30saNKzF4WI/s320/100_1381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have you ever had the urge to lie on you back and take picture of a horse eating grass? Resist it this is what happens to you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059065219486687906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVpA1cJoqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lG3w8QQlePM/s320/100_1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eating again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059069205216338626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVso1cJosI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/tGJtyqxlg_c/s320/100_1311+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He is a 4 year old gelding, about 15 hands high, and so sweet! He is such a big baby, but I love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-8101486848585219538?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/8101486848585219538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=8101486848585219538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8101486848585219538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8101486848585219538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/04/big-news.html' title='Big News!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RjVnKFcJonI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dgnJ4AT7Nvc/s72-c/100_1309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4710474069472603311</id><published>2007-04-24T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:23:14.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Groups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;This last week Saturday I spent the whole day in Edgely at Small Groups District Music. My two groups didn't do so well, we weren't last but we didn't make it to state. My cousin Micki on the other hand, stared in 9 out of 11 events, she clearly has all the musical talent in the family! [smile] Which is a good thing, since she is wants to be a music teacher. She showed us her talent again at her recital on Sunday, she is going to Europe this summer to sing, and she had a concert to raise money, it was really good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Two Friday's ago, our drama club put on the spring production! Which was a murder mystery, comedy. I was fortunate to get to play the part of a mad professor! Not to mention I was able to break out my British accent, that was fun and very interesting! 6 "friends" are at a dinner party when they discover that the hostess, has either committed suicide or has been murder! luckily there is a detective there, unfortunately he is about three fries short of a happy meal most of the time. Then there is a Hope, the rich girl, Tanley the Moroccan Royalty, Sandy, the preppy Irish mini golfer. Detective Solved, the fake french maid Monique, the insane butler, Justin, The hostess sister, sister Bell Donna, who so happens to be a nun that took a vow of silence for 30 years. A strange Mexican stranger. And yours truly, Dr. Jackelyn Hyde. Through the course of the evening, the hostess is dead, the butler is killed, and the strand Mexican stranger chokes to death. So there are three murders and they still don't know who dunit! Not to keep you in suspense it turns out that it was the nun, who really wasn't the nun but the hostess, Prima, she poisoned her sister, and they dressed up like her so that she could inherit all her money back and live happily ever after. But we couldn't let that happen, turns out that the maid was really hired by Sandy to kill Prima, but then the really maid showed up, that was the Mexican stranger, so Monique poisoned her to get rid of her. Any how, Prima and Monique end up shooting each other, and the rest of the crew finally gets to eat! That is the end, if it made any sense at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057222364984090994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7c8lcJoXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KLmHaIkvxs0/s400/100_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057222377868992914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7c9VcJoZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/mmxJKsQCh4E/s400/100_0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The "maid" and the "stranger"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057222382163960226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7c9lcJoaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/db01cEYqkUA/s400/100_0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;This is a very interesting diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057224911899697602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7fQ1cJocI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UY_ATY5T_UE/s400/100_0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Just lookin' for some ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057224920489632226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7fRVcJoeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DiUWbclz1Sc/s400/100_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;She got me covered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057224916194664914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7fRFcJodI/AAAAAAAAAO8/aWA-srpbYxg/s400/100_0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Showdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057227089448116770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7hPlcJoiI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xAieFX0nj6k/s400/100_0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057227076563214834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7hO1cJofI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FVB8xEaTkO8/s400/100_0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057227080858182146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7hPFcJogI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BnM3k4nbb2I/s400/100_0956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057227085153149458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7hPVcJohI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ICDfiCHB-O0/s400/100_0960+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The worst part was at the end after all the pictures were taken and the set was taken down it hit me, that was the last play i will ever do in high school, and the next time i am on that stage will be at graduation! As the year comes to an end i seem to be having that feeling a lot. Although I am certain that God has a plan for me, it is a little scary not know exactly what that is. I think this is where the trust and obey thing comes in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057231380120445490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7lJVcJojI/AAAAAAAAAPs/FjVg-0w-phk/s320/DCP_1841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ye shall walk after the Lord your God, and fear him, and keep his commandments, and obey his voice, and ye shall serve him, and cleave unto him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Deuteronomy 13:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6381430604237476011-4710474069472603311?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4710474069472603311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4710474069472603311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4710474069472603311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4710474069472603311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/04/small-groups.html' title='Small Groups'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Ri7c8lcJoXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KLmHaIkvxs0/s72-c/100_0920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3428244578671262033</id><published>2007-04-16T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:46:04.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Two older men were sitting around have coffee one day, and one was telling the other how he was cleaning out his attic and found an old Bible, one of those family history ones, but is wasn't his family so he through it out. The other man was a antique book collector, and was inquiring about the book. The other man couldn't give a lot of details, but he said there was some thing like guten written on the side. The other man looked like he was about cry, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RiQXh8P8vOI/AAAAAAAAANU/wr9SdG5SSuI/s1600-h/DCP_2196+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054190553692683490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RiQXh8P8vOI/AAAAAAAAANU/wr9SdG5SSuI/s320/DCP_2196+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; said "You through away a Gutenberg Bible, an original Gutenberg Bible! Do you know how much that is worth, one was just sold for over 2 million dollars!" The other guy looked a little surprised, but shrugged it off and said "Mine wouldn't have been worth that much some man named Martin Luther scribbled all over it in German."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I thought this was a cute story Pastor Dean told in church on Sunday. But really the bible it self is worth so much, it doesn't have to be a Gutenberg print to be valuable, all it needs is to tell the story of Jesus Christ, and that is worth more than anything in the world!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3428244578671262033?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3428244578671262033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3428244578671262033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3428244578671262033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3428244578671262033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/04/value.html' title='Value'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RiQXh8P8vOI/AAAAAAAAANU/wr9SdG5SSuI/s72-c/DCP_2196+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-997058013287477020</id><published>2007-04-10T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T17:58:57.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Assurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RhwtBMP8vNI/AAAAAAAAANM/bdz8prJNLfk/s1600-h/BW+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051962380494093522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RhwtBMP8vNI/AAAAAAAAANM/bdz8prJNLfk/s400/BW+Rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Our pastor had a really really good sermon on Sunday. What blessed assurance we have knowing that Jesus died on the cross to take away the sin of the world! Knowing that he died to set us free. I was sitting in church on Easter Sunday, and even though I have heard the story so many times, it still brought tears to my eyes, He gave his life for me, I don't deserve it, God knows all I have done, any yet through his son I know I have a place waiting for me in heaven! It is like a breath of fresh air every time I hear the story. And the song Blessed Assurance, fits right in with the sermon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Greater love hath no man than this; that a man to lay down his life for his friends."&lt;br /&gt;John 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not parish, but have everlasting life."&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-997058013287477020?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/997058013287477020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=997058013287477020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/997058013287477020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/997058013287477020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/04/blessed-assurance.html' title='Blessed Assurance'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RhwtBMP8vNI/AAAAAAAAANM/bdz8prJNLfk/s72-c/BW+Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5895224267943081206</id><published>2007-04-04T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:13:45.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Wow has it really been a week since my last post!?! I guess between golf practice, Drama practice, school to work at the vet clinic and having stories to write for English, I kind of neglected my blog! for a quick up date of my weekend, on Saturday Amanda, Traci and I went bowling it was a long night, but we had fun. then on Sunday afternoon we, as in me, and 20 other school mates, left for FBLA convention in Minot, which is about a 5 hour drive. We where there until Tuesday, and arrived home sometime around 3:30 that night. And due to the recent snow storm it took me an hour to get home, not so much the snow but it was really icy! It is now Wednesday and we only have one day of school left for the week due to Easter! YEAH! It had definitely been a long week, and I am so ready for a long break! (It would have been longer but due to the number of snow days we had they had to take away Easter Monday.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049753999027383666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RhRUgeMirXI/AAAAAAAAANE/Lwyj7-w-xQA/s400/100_1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And as for school to work goes, it is a lot of fun. I get along well with the Vets and the Vet Techs, and I am really learning a lot, at least I think so, now I can remember some of the medicines, where they are and what they do! Last week we posted a dead calf, that means we cut it open and found out why it died, now to some people it would have been kinda gross, but I loved it! It was amazing to see all the organs, and stuff, I won't go into too much details, just in case any of you get a little queasy, I understand that not every one likes that kind of stuff. (smile) But really it is cool to see the way it all works and just marvel in the power of our God, knowing that he made everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Thou, [even] thou, [art] Lord alone; thou hast made heaven, the heaven of heavens, with all their host, the earth, and all [things] that [are] therein, the seas, and all that [is] therein, and thou preservest them all; and the host of heaven worshippeth thee.&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah 9:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5895224267943081206?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5895224267943081206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5895224267943081206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5895224267943081206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5895224267943081206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-things.html' title='All Things'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RhRUgeMirXI/AAAAAAAAANE/Lwyj7-w-xQA/s72-c/100_1060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5745349058825873770</id><published>2007-03-28T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:57:20.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking Cows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It is that time of year again, and I am not just talking about spring, but the other thing that comes with spring, no not just the green grass, and the birds, and the sun, although it is nice to have all of that back. I am talking about calving season, the time where my dad gets up about 4 times during the night to check the cows, in fact just yesterday he had 18 calves, yep I think it is safe to say that calving is definitely here. Well since my dad stays up all night to check the cows, someone else usually takes the shifts before dark. So I decide to take my turn and go and check the cows, well I am all calm until about the minute I get to the gate, even though I have grown up around cows my whole life, I get scared when I have to go check the cows, not just because they are about 10 times my size and could kill me if they think I am a threat...well actually that is way they scare me! First of all before you laugh to hard, we have the Heifers at our house, those are the cows that have never calved before, so they are a little nervous to begin with, oh and that thing about how they can sense fear, it's true. So most people just go out and walk through the cows and it is no big deal, I on the other hand, walk all the way around the fence, climb up a snow bank and observes the cows from a distance. I do actually go into the fence, I just scurry from the chopped hay wagon, to the water fountain, to the hay ring, stopping by my favorite rock and anything else that provides shelter, then back to the snow bank that I entered on. And that is how I check cows, the worse part about it is every time I go out I tell myself that I am not going to be afraid but every time I do the same thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047154243297189394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgsYCxZVnhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sRuO1Yl1jI8/s320/100_1086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well just to verify my fears, I am pretty sure this is cow that wanted to kill me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047154247592156706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgsYDBZVniI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YzomtQhRPTw/s320/100_1080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Close by mommas side&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact the I don' t really get all that close to the cows the picture is a little blurry. But you can clearly see the whole motherly protective instinct going on, I was on top of a broken down feed ring and she was still starring me down!&lt;/span&gt;&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/6381430604237476011-5745349058825873770?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5745349058825873770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5745349058825873770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5745349058825873770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5745349058825873770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/checking-cows.html' title='Checking Cows'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgsYCxZVnhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sRuO1Yl1jI8/s72-c/100_1086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-272488056315839925</id><published>2007-03-26T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:27:29.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;" I Could Not Ask For More"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046433168943407170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="288" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiIOuGe4EI/AAAAAAAAALI/fn_y-BAQOgo/s400/the+girks.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;My Best Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Left to Right: Traci, Amanda, Mollie, Me, and Micki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046433186123276370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiIPuGe4FI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GMSYxbcI9JI/s400/Jason+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046433203303145570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiIQuGe4GI/AAAAAAAAALY/j908jowUDtE/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My flowers! I really liked the colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046433272022622322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiIUuGe4HI/AAAAAAAAALg/A2sgYPWs3XQ/s400/the+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family - I love you all very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046433284907524226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiIVeGe4II/AAAAAAAAALo/sXA0BwhDP8M/s400/the+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang! Traci and Patrick, Amanda and Brad, Me and Jason, Lori and Jon, Sarah and Nic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046440066660884626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiOgOGe4JI/AAAAAAAAALw/o9Rjke9WF4s/s400/Graci+and+Brody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aren't they cute! That is me with my little cousins Gracie and Brody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046443987966025906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiSEeGe4LI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zCvwTIlzvok/s400/Graci+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;u&gt;BEST&lt;/u&gt; dance partner ever! And possible the cutest! [smile]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046443979376091298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiSD-Ge4KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/YtYDJEcLx38/s400/100_1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How many people can you fit on one couch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046455773356286210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgicyeGe4QI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Od5msuL3jts/s320/Me+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A close up, and I didn't even brake the camera!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046448102544695538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiVz-Ge4PI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KPQatRkKKWk/s400/Kim+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy 19th Birthday! Since the trend is to share some little known facts I might as well put some out there too:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;* She hates tomato soup, Vanilla, and Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;*Before her accident she could sleep until noon, now she is up at 6:30, or earlier, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;*She donated 13 inches of her hair to &lt;u&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/u&gt;, when she was 11. And plans to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;*She is a sucker for love stories.&lt;br /&gt;*She can never sit still, and is a cleaning freak!&lt;br /&gt;*When she was making pancakes one time she made every smoke alarm in the house go off, but now she cooks very well.&lt;br /&gt;* She has more clothes in her room then she knows what to do with!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise ye the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 150:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-272488056315839925?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/272488056315839925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=272488056315839925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/272488056315839925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/272488056315839925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/prom.html' title='Prom'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RgiIOuGe4EI/AAAAAAAAALI/fn_y-BAQOgo/s72-c/the+girks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1971214683911260054</id><published>2007-03-18T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:30:54.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rf360snhL-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/nuA7Zl9D7wM/s1600-h/100_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043462940961877986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rf360snhL-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/nuA7Zl9D7wM/s320/100_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I would like every one to meet my new puppy dog, although he doesn't look like a puppy he is only about three. And the biggest baby ever, and what you see in the picture is what he looks like about 80% of the time, he is seriously the most mellow, or maybe just lazy, black lab I have ever seen. About the only time he isn't mellow is when he is getting a bath, my logic tells me that black labs would like a bath because they like water, but I  guess he thinks differently, because trying to hold a 80 pound dog in the tub, when he wants out, is about as easy as getting my car unlocked after I locked my keys in. [smile]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043462949551812594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rf361MnhL_I/AAAAAAAAALA/ruPcoQSaPdY/s320/100_1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well at least our personalities mix well! We have no problem getting along expect he made my hand fall a sleep! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1971214683911260054?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1971214683911260054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1971214683911260054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1971214683911260054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1971214683911260054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/duke.html' title='Duke'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rf360snhL-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/nuA7Zl9D7wM/s72-c/100_1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4358024455676673358</id><published>2007-03-18T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:19:49.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rf2vI8nhL8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/LIXh9FAVYGk/s1600-h/100_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043379725970517954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rf2vI8nhL8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/LIXh9FAVYGk/s200/100_0833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We would worry less about what others think of us if we realized how seldom they do.&lt;br /&gt;-Ethel Barrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Favour is deceitful, and Beauty is vain: but a woman that&lt;br /&gt;feareth the Lord, she shall be Praised"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4358024455676673358?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4358024455676673358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4358024455676673358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4358024455676673358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4358024455676673358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-would-worry-less-about-what-others.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rf2vI8nhL8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/LIXh9FAVYGk/s72-c/100_0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3251747117297324623</id><published>2007-03-16T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:32:49.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well as for those pictures I promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042739449425899426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rftoz8nhL6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/3oSNjdOBt4w/s400/100_0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My first Nebraska sunset. I hope there are many more in my future! I think sunsets are so pretty but every time I see one I can only marvel in the works of God, I mean he made this earth in 6 days, and look how beautiful it is. Yet, he had been preparing a place for me in heaven for over 2,000 years, I can't even begin to image what that will look like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042721328958877458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RftYVMnhLxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/IPXmhOuuSpI/s400/100_0966.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A picture of Curtis, I think it is the Golf Coarse. I like the blue sky in the background, I could really get used to those kind of winters. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042722437060439842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RftZVsnhLyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/he5uPTIlygM/s400/100_0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I think the bird liked my Dad, when Devin, our tour guide tried to take him away, he puffed up his feathers and tired to bite him! He did not want to leave my Dad. It was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042723575226773298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RftaX8nhLzI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4jtt9uv4Al0/s400/100_0980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A little bit of the Curtis country side. The tour was really cool, we were there for 3 1/2 hours! it was a little long but very cool, and just in, I was awarded 3 scholarships from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NCTA&lt;/span&gt;, I was very surprised, but delighted, the Lord works in mysterious ways!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042728858036547394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RftfLcnhL0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/eU59PapAEqo/s400/100_1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; After the tour we went to my Aunt and Uncles house in Sterling, Colorado. This is my cousin Mike and his wife Julie, I caught her a little off guard. [grin]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042730696282550098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rftg2cnhL1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/j6zFBTyU0J0/s400/100_0996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My little cousin Bailey and her puppy Berkley, the Basset Hound. We are dog people, my Aunt and Uncle have 3, Mike and Julie have 2, Bailey has another dog besides Berkley, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tanja&lt;/span&gt; has a black lab.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042731744254570338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RfthzcnhL2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hjnDM3oNA4Q/s400/100_1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, family times, my Brother Michael, and my cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tanja&lt;/span&gt;, and in the back ground working hard, is my aunt Lenny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042733316212600690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RftjO8nhL3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/5tT1_kpsadg/s400/100_1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My sister Kim and my cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tanja&lt;/span&gt;, This is from our little (girls) outing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cabela's&lt;/span&gt;, those were some fun times.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042734162321158018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RftkAMnhL4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/x0JiJQW62hw/s400/100_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And of course this blog wouldn't be complete with out Uncle Ron. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042735811588599698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RftlgMnhL5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ARxmrWjJec8/s400/100_1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; There was a lot of napping going on this weekend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well my computer is no longer letting me post pictures, I am thinking it is a sign from God telling me to got to bed! [smile] But I will post more when I have time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3251747117297324623?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3251747117297324623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3251747117297324623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3251747117297324623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3251747117297324623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rftoz8nhL6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/3oSNjdOBt4w/s72-c/100_0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4668970608168949975</id><published>2007-03-14T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:13:34.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We just got our new computer up and running and I finally got to log on to my blog! Well this means I can now post pictures, now if only I could find my the camera [smile] I know it's around here some where. Also we got a new dog while we where in Colorado, he was a stray that my Uncle and Aunt took in but they all ready had 3 dogs and couldn't keep him so we brought him home, his name is Duke and he is a 3 or 4 year old black lab, he is adorable, and already a big part of the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4668970608168949975?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4668970608168949975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4668970608168949975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4668970608168949975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4668970608168949975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/excitement.html' title='Excitement'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3255429165904131251</id><published>2007-03-14T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:46:56.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handy Little Chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;YOU SAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;GOD SAYS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;BIBLE VERSES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "It's impossible" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: All things are possible (Luke 18:27) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I'm too tired" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I will give you rest (Matthew 11:28-30) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "Nobody really loves me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I love you (John 3:1 6 &amp; John 3:34 ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I can't go on" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: My grace is sufficient (II Corinthians 12:9 &amp;amp; Psalm 91:15) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041990660532547298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rfi_ysnhLuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6xjnuOOtZe4/s200/Creek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I can't figure things out" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I will direct your steps (Proverbs 3:5- 6) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I can't do it" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: You can do all things (Philippians 4:13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I'm not able" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I am able (II Corinthians 9:8) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "It's not worth it" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: It will be worth it (Roman 8:28 ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I can't forgive myself" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I Forgive you (I John 1:9 &amp; Romans 8:1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I can't manage" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I will supply all your needs (Philippians 4:19) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I'm afraid" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear (II Timothy 1:7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041991437921627890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RfjAf8nhLvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FcNlsl5AOos/s200/Frangipani+Flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I'm always worried and frustrated" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: Cast all your cares on ME (I Peter 5:7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I'm not smart enough" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I give you wisdom (I Corinthians 1:30) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You say: "I feel all alone" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;God says: I will never leave you or forsake you (Hebrews 13:5)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3255429165904131251?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3255429165904131251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3255429165904131251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3255429165904131251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3255429165904131251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/handy-little-chart.html' title='Handy Little Chart'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rfi_ysnhLuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6xjnuOOtZe4/s72-c/Creek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-6964967217230031262</id><published>2007-03-09T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:03:41.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Last week was a little difficult, we got home from Colorado at about 9:30 on Monday night. Well I had some stuff to get done before I could go to bed from being gone all weekend. So I didn't get to bed until about 11. Well I had to get up at 5:00 to get to school on time for our trip to Bismarck to sit in on the legislature. Well I didn't get up at 5 because I like my sleep a little to much so I was rushing around the house and was almost late! It is a good thing I like sitting in the front of the bus.[smile] Well the trip was fun and I was able to sit with Senator Robert Erbele during the Senate session, that was very cool! Well we got back to Ashley a little after 4 and I was so tired I wanted to go home and take a nap before drama practice, well I get home and realize that I forgot my brother in town, AGAIN! But this time it really wasn't my fault- see my mom left me a note on my locker and I didn't go to my locker so I didn't get the note.(ooops!) So I went back in to get Michael, so there was no nap for me. Well then Wednesday, was my first day of actually school to work and the vet clinic. And I locked BOTH sets of keys in my car! It took 3 locksmiths and a trip to Wishek to get it open! (Thanks to Reece who was a great sport about the whole thing.) Well we got my car opened and I was only 10 min. late for work at the Nursing Home, but Missy understood and thought the story was rather funny! To top it all off that day I had a 2 page paper to write on the Death Penalty, due on Thursday. Well I was up until 11 doing my paper when I decided to go to bed, much because I was falling a sleep at the computer; well I didn't have it done so I was up at 4 in the morning! To get it done, the only possible thing left to go wrong was the printer dieing on me - and luckily that didn't happen. WOW!!! Thursday was a long day, and to make it better I had another paper due on Friday about our trip to Bismarck! I was up until about 11 p.m., but this time I slept through my alarm clock that went off at 4 a.m. and woke up at 6:30! And I still had another page to write, well I didn't even think about making it to school on time. So I finished my paper and was in school a half hour late. Then on Saturday I had my first speech meet ever! I due to my alarm clock not going off I was almost late! Saturday was another long day. Sunday really didn't slow down much either, i went to church in Oakes with my cousins and then Micki, Brandi and I went to Valley City to the Rodeo at the Winter Show. That was more of a relaxed day, but I didn't get a lot of sleep, so I was a little tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040007485153423042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RfG0GsnhLsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ps0aDdrjJ30/s400/Stressed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This was me half way through the week, until I realized that God would never give me more then I can handle and all I have to do is cling to his word and he will help me through it all! What a great relief it was to let it all go and just trust that he will be there and let him take care of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-6964967217230031262?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/6964967217230031262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=6964967217230031262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6964967217230031262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6964967217230031262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RfG0GsnhLsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ps0aDdrjJ30/s72-c/Stressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-202214482507347627</id><published>2007-02-27T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:05:01.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please pray for good weather. We are supposed to leave for Nebraska, on Thursday, to look at a college in Curtis, but if we get the weather that they are forecasting, I don't think we will going anywhere. let alone two states away! Now it wouldn't be the end of the world if we didn't go this weekend, but we are supposed to start calving soon, and I don't want to take my dad away from his cows.[smile] For all of those farmers and ranchers out there I am sure you know what I am talking about. Well anyway, I know that God is in control of everything and can change the weather like I change my clothes-for those of you who know me, that can be several times a day. :) Thank You for dropping by and I hope you have a great day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-202214482507347627?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/202214482507347627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=202214482507347627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/202214482507347627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/202214482507347627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/quick-prayer-request.html' title='Quick Prayer Request'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4843044366979709014</id><published>2007-02-26T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:06:40.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Determination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;For the Lord God will help me; therefore shall I not be confounded: therefore have I set my face like a flint, and I know that I shall not me ashamed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Isaiah 50:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036078706765060002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/ReO-5smj16I/AAAAAAAAAIc/IcBLw59tRpI/s400/Car+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;something. And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;something that I can do; and what I can do, I ought to do; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;and what I ought to do, by the grace of God I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Edward Everett Hale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hey, Megan just for you I did take this picture! [smile] We were driving through Minnesota, and I actually asked my dad to turn around so that I could get a picture of it-Thank You Daddy! The dam, or waterfall, or reservoir [which ever you prefer] was frozen and the water was pushing up underneath it, now that is what I call determination! It was every cool to see. Also I don't know if you can see them in the picture, but there are snow geese (I think that is what they were anyway) on the other side of the bridge. I didn't even notice them until I was taking the picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4843044366979709014?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4843044366979709014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4843044366979709014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4843044366979709014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4843044366979709014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/determination.html' title='Determination'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/ReO-5smj16I/AAAAAAAAAIc/IcBLw59tRpI/s72-c/Car+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-8516336648899186931</id><published>2007-02-24T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:42:34.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the Old in with the New</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/ReCFdzDQhJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/X7HFaGLVjgo/s1600-h/Car+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035171130366788754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/ReCFdzDQhJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/X7HFaGLVjgo/s400/Car+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I got a new car, I am so excited! We have been looking since before Christmas, and we finally found, what I think is the perfect car! It is a 2005 Pontiac Grand Prix, and the best part it is burnt orange! Now, before all of you start thinking I am spoiled, I am paying for some of it. We looked at it on Sunday, before we came home from Fargo, and on Tuesday my dad called and dealt with them on it, by Wednesday I was driving it home! I was so nervous on the way home because it was dark out, and I really didn't want to hit a deer, so I drove to my cousin's house over by Oaks spent the night there and got up early to make it to school on time on Thursday! It was a long two days, especially cause I stayed up a little to late gabbing with my cousins on Wednesday night, what a shocker right me staying up talking! [grin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035170073804833922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/ReCEgTDQhII/AAAAAAAAAIE/v9Qn4TYynLI/s400/Car+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More exciting news our Internet is working again, it is a little slow, but it is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well today my family and I are going to try to make it to the fishing derby at a near by lake, so I have to cut this short so I am ready by the time my dad gets back from doing chores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Quick Pray Request&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We have a bug going around my family, and so far I have steered clear of it. But right now my Mom is looking pretty awful and she is feeling about the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-8516336648899186931?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/8516336648899186931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=8516336648899186931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8516336648899186931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8516336648899186931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the Old in with the New'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/ReCFdzDQhJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/X7HFaGLVjgo/s72-c/Car+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7857725652769876372</id><published>2007-02-19T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T13:05:04.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RdoQKTDQhHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FvlqNLHbGeY/s1600-h/stones.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033353302638625906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RdoQKTDQhHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FvlqNLHbGeY/s400/stones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a time to break down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and a time to build up;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a time to mourn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and a time to dance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A time to get, and a time to lose; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a time to keep, and a time to cast away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A time to rend, and a time to sew; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a time of war, and a time of peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;--Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-7857725652769876372?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7857725652769876372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7857725652769876372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7857725652769876372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7857725652769876372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RdoQKTDQhHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FvlqNLHbGeY/s72-c/stones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1554817008846218092</id><published>2007-02-17T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T09:02:54.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;A thousand hellos from the "Land of a Thousand Lakes". That's right my Family and I are in Minnesota, for a couple of days, we looked at a college for my sister and now we are spending some time with some family friends. But all good things must come to an end, today some time we are heading back to Fargo, ND, to watch the championships at State Wrestling. Then we are spending the night in Fargo and on Sunday we will make the 2 1/2 hour trip home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032544049195680850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RdcwJjDQhFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zlSbUzoq6Sk/s320/DSC00778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a Red Headed Woodpecker, they like the feeder here at Mark and Brenda's. Unfortunately every time I tried to take a picture of him, he would fly away! but luckily Mark was able to get this one earlier.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matthew 5:12-16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1554817008846218092?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1554817008846218092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1554817008846218092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1554817008846218092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1554817008846218092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RdcwJjDQhFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zlSbUzoq6Sk/s72-c/DSC00778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-6169556506620344891</id><published>2007-02-13T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T10:50:57.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be My Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Be my Valentine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We all want to hear that phrase. It simply means "you are loved." I am here to tell you that you are loved. God loves you and wants you to be His Valentine. The love that God gives us is not like the world's love. The World's love is as sturdy as the paper that most Valentine cards are made of. God's Love is not a flimsy cheap imitation. It is the real thing. It is an all giving love that was and is willing to suffer and die for our deliverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031092242875450434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RdIHvTDQhEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/A7t_tAFSdJs/s200/gods_v1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Will you be God's Valentine? It is your choice. Say yes and return in kind the love that God first gave you. And when you do, remember the first Valentine and the way he gave everything, including his life, to the God he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You never have to be alone on Valentines Day, or any day. God is always there, always waiting, and always ready to give his love to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-6169556506620344891?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/6169556506620344891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=6169556506620344891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6169556506620344891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6169556506620344891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/be-my-valentine.html' title='Be My Valentine'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RdIHvTDQhEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/A7t_tAFSdJs/s72-c/gods_v1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4915716514700612061</id><published>2007-02-09T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:38:54.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Troubled Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Don't look at times of testing and be bitter; don't look away from them and refuse to face reality; look through times of testing and see God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Jack Hyles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029681509327471650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rc0ErzDQhCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Pmm_4k1RIS8/s320/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies and thy hand shall save me. The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever; forsake not the works of thine own hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Psalm 138:7,8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4915716514700612061?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4915716514700612061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4915716514700612061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4915716514700612061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4915716514700612061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-look-at-times-of-testing-and-be.html' title='In Troubled Times'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rc0ErzDQhCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Pmm_4k1RIS8/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4416402693377532150</id><published>2007-02-09T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:34:29.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well I haven't been to good at keeping up with my blog lately have I? No thanks to our home computer, we are have Internet problems at home so it has been interesting trying to get to my posting. Also I am up at the nursing home helping with evening baths, so I don't get home until about 9:30 p.m. and I tried to post last night but low-and-behold the Internet wasn't working, even after we hooked it up to my sisters laptop. So now I an left trying to post in school. Sorry, but this mean that I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;limited&lt;/span&gt; with pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4416402693377532150?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4416402693377532150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4416402693377532150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4416402693377532150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4416402693377532150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3142199206294717852</id><published>2007-02-01T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T20:10:53.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop Kick Me Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcK2-60l2NI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IIsM1Oovg7M/s1600-h/flutie-dropkick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026781326156880082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcK2-60l2NI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IIsM1Oovg7M/s200/flutie-dropkick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goal posts of life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;End over end, neither left nor to right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Straight through the heart of them righteous up rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goal posts of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Make me, Oh make me, Lord, more than I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Make me a piece in Your master game plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Free from the earthly temptations be low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I've got the will, Lord, if You got the toe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bring on the brothers, who've gone on before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And all of the sisters, who've knocked on your door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;All the departed, dear, loved ones of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Stick 'em up front in the offensive line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Recorded by Bobby Bare, words and music by Paul Craft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was up with my Grandpa this is one of the songs we sang, and I thought that it was quite fitting, since the Super Bowl is coming up this weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So who is going to win the Colts or the Bears? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3142199206294717852?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3142199206294717852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3142199206294717852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3142199206294717852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3142199206294717852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/02/drop-kick-me-jesus.html' title='Drop Kick Me Jesus'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcK2-60l2NI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IIsM1Oovg7M/s72-c/flutie-dropkick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1011291561869898510</id><published>2007-01-31T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:12:56.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt; I have finally figured out my computer and now to get some of those pictures up that I promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026349417783343634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEuKiv3uhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ptOIpMIDtX4/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;School spirit comes in all shapes and sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026333058252912978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEfSSv3uVI/AAAAAAAAADk/ncWn-ODTKBQ/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I picked up a new hobby this weekend can you guess what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026346720543881714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcErtiv3ufI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yzjveP2PbrI/s320/one+two+three.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Amanda please don't get mad at me for posting this picture, you look so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026348210897533442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEtESv3ugI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7s4DMmngC5o/s320/look+at+that+form.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Look at that form! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026336227938777474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEiKyv3uYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cZ_PW6iJp04/s320/go+mollie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bowling any one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026336923723479442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEizSv3uZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Zfq9VxRzpFE/s320/the+end.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the end of the night although we don't look it we were all a little tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026338070479747490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEj2Cv3uaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WqqRTfkMJOA/s320/kt+and+cookie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;This is my little buddy Triston. And that is he friend the chocolate chip cookie, that he has proceeded to smear all over! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026339449164249522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcElGSv3ubI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_rjNvEuCMeo/s320/amanda+and+triston+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;This is Amanda a Triston, he got the cookie after he came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026340415531891138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEl-iv3ucI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VgMOjJPPAN8/s320/triston%27s+pic+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;This is a picture taken by Triston, he's a natural, just give him a camera and let him go!&lt;br /&gt;( If only I could get him to take some action shots) Ashley won this game by 3 points! way to go guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026342043324496338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEndSv3udI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hlOqme1BEH4/s320/100_0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Big Walleye! 26 inches and 7 lbs, we won't be eating this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026343872980564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEpHyv3ueI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Rfcjtxtd_vk/s320/100_0749_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Abby, A.K.A teeth grinder! This was taken on our way home from Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026353833009723938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEyLiv3uiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ZlBX3ab88tQ/s320/100_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;This is the crew, or the kids anyway! We had a blast hanging out over the weekend and in this picture we are freezing, it was so cold out side. But we had a really fun weekend going swimming, going down the water slides and I can't forget the water Basketball, the girls won! Then there was playing Deal or No Deal, and learning how to knit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also on Monday we got the day off from school because of the weather. So I took the opportunity to spend some time jammin', so to say, with my Grandpa. It was a little rocky at first but it will just take time. We even did a little singing. I forgot my Camera, so if I remember next time, I will get some pictures.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"He shall pray unto God, and he will be favourable unto him: and he shall see his face with joy: for he will render unto man his righteousness."&lt;br /&gt;Job 33:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1011291561869898510?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1011291561869898510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1011291561869898510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1011291561869898510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1011291561869898510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-for-pictures.html' title='Time for Pictures!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcEuKiv3uhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ptOIpMIDtX4/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-8032276162323026715</id><published>2007-01-31T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T20:06:38.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eureka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I finally figured out how to post my picture on my profile! But I am still having some difficulties with my home computer, but I think that is due to Internet problems, or something. Not to mention our computer crashed this last weekend so I lost everything and we have no clue why. Slowly but sure though, I am working on getting thing back to normal! This little sprawl with technology is getting old! Last week Wednesday the printer went crazy, shot out a whole bunch of paper and knocked over my water glass right on top of the mouse! Luckily we had a extra mouse on hand. So the only water I am allowed to have at the computer now is bottled! [grin]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026271464126920962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcDnRCv3uQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ql0EshFV0ho/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing that tribulation worketh patience; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And patience, experience; and experience, hope: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hope maketh not ashamed; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;because the love of God is shed abroad in our &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Romans 5:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-8032276162323026715?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/8032276162323026715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=8032276162323026715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8032276162323026715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/8032276162323026715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/help.html' title='Eureka!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RcDnRCv3uQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ql0EshFV0ho/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-6827816067480251599</id><published>2007-01-25T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:59:29.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Today is the last day of the school week, for me anyways. My family and I are taking a little vacation to Minnesota and we are leaving today after school. After a week of basketball games, pep band, bowling, working and more basketball games, it will be nice to get to relax. On Sunday the drama club preformed a play for a community super, and even though we never really had a true dress rehearsal, it turned out fine, or so we were told! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Also exciting is the anticipation of the new addition to the farm. We bought a horse from one of our neighbors who breeds and trains horses. I am very anxious and can't wait for the weather to get better so I can ride outside, and so it is not so cold. (Brandi I hope you are getting ready, I have a feeling that we will be doing a lot more riding this summer.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I can't believe how fast January went! And I think February will go even faster! Well I better get back to class now, but I will try to get some good pictures this weekend and give a good update soon. Maybe I will even get some of the pictures I have from bowling last weekend on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024043617345845474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rbj9DSv3uOI/AAAAAAAAACg/YF6CmBFUp98/s320/rainiersunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-6827816067480251599?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/6827816067480251599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=6827816067480251599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6827816067480251599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6827816067480251599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekends-here.html' title='Weekend&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rbj9DSv3uOI/AAAAAAAAACg/YF6CmBFUp98/s72-c/rainiersunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5093524967936537361</id><published>2007-01-19T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:07:32.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I would like all ya'll to meet the newest member of my extended family. Brody Clarence Hoffman, my Cousin, (actually my 2nd cousin) was born at 12:09 a.m. on January 18, 2007. At 21 inches long and 8lbs and 5oz, it is nice it finally get to see him. And we can now add &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; birthday to the list of January birthdays. Mom and baby are both doing well and will hopefully get to come home soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021774178101475538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RbDtAiv3uNI/AAAAAAAAACU/t3m75FRcsv0/s400/brody.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Welcome to the Family, I can't wait to meet you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Hear me now therefore, O ye children, and depart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not from the words of my mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverbs 5:7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5093524967936537361?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5093524967936537361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5093524967936537361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5093524967936537361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5093524967936537361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/baby.html' title='Baby!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RbDtAiv3uNI/AAAAAAAAACU/t3m75FRcsv0/s72-c/brody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-5777581510736415435</id><published>2007-01-14T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T20:15:06.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;This afternoon I finally got to go ice fishing for the first time this year! Along with my Dad, and my two Great Uncles, and my uncles friend, we caught a total of 8 fish. Although it was absolutely freezing out side, I managed to wrangle in a couple perch, even though they weren't that big, my uncle let me keep them anyway. Due to the cold weather we only stayed out about 3 hours but it was fun. I don't have any pictures but maybe next time I go I can capture a picture of my prize!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020105385738483906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rar_QCv3uMI/AAAAAAAAACI/H8qQJg6sCkM/s320/ice+cube.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet: All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field; The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas. O Lord our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalms 8:6-9&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-5777581510736415435?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/5777581510736415435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=5777581510736415435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5777581510736415435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/5777581510736415435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/ice-fishing.html' title='Ice Fishing'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/Rar_QCv3uMI/AAAAAAAAACI/H8qQJg6sCkM/s72-c/ice+cube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-6750351610896949153</id><published>2007-01-11T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:01:57.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tomorrow will be the end of the first semester. This week has been a little crazy, getting ready for finals, trying to get my book report done, it doesn't sound that hard but I procrastinate, not so much on reading the book, but getting the paper done has proven to be quick difficult. Luckily on my part, due to the snow they cancelled the wrestling duels for tonight so I should have plenty of time to get that written. Also on my to do list is my science fair project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It is hard to think that the year is half over. Only 18 more weeks until I am a high school graduate! You know a wise person once said, "It seems that the older you get the harder and bigger the decisions that you have to make get." That is so true! but there is a plus side to time just flying by! Here is only 6 more mouths until camp! ( right Rachel )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Praise ye the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;praise him in the firmament of his power."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Psalms 150:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-6750351610896949153?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/6750351610896949153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=6750351610896949153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6750351610896949153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/6750351610896949153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-quick-update.html' title='Just A Quick Update'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-1491469472828024523</id><published>2007-01-06T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T21:00:58.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well my iPod is now squeaky clean! Being that it had a little spin in the washing machine this morning. It was more my fault then anybodies, being that I was the one who forget it in my sweatshirt pocket. It was looking good after I found it I restored it right away and it was actually working. But the volume was skipping all over the place so I decided to let is dry out while I went to work and just now I tried to turn it on and nothing happened, so I plugged it in and it kind of went crazy on me. Note to self, water and electronics don't mix! Oh well it is simply a material possession, and nothing to get upset over.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teaching us that, denying ungodliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;righteously, and godly, in this present world; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Titus 2:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-1491469472828024523?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/1491469472828024523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=1491469472828024523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1491469472828024523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/1491469472828024523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/ooops.html' title='Ooops!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-4674701816595394960</id><published>2007-01-04T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T20:52:20.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska College of Technical Agriculture - Curtis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016399936457014514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZ3VKgfP_PI/AAAAAAAAABk/_ZNkhnlnzUA/s320/campusaerial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A nice View of the College&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who knew that I would go from one small town to another! Curtis, Nebraska's Easter City, is a little town in the southwestern part of Nebraska, I haven't been there yet but talking to people who have paints a nice picture. The college sounds so cool, with about 260 students, and a AVMA accredited veterinary technology program, I am so excited to see it. I am very close with my family and at this point the worst thing about the college is the 8 hour drive! Now if there was only a way to relocate my family to Nebraska! Just kidding [grin] I do have family in Colorado, who are only about 2 hours away, and they said I can come down any time. and with phones and the Internet I know I will keep in touch! I am so lucky to have such a supportive family behind me, I know that no matter what they love me. I have so much to be thankful for and I just want to take the opportunity to say I love all of you! And to my Mom and Dad- thank you for putting up with me through the years I now I wasn't always the easiest kid to raise, and I know that I have made a lot of mistakes, but I am lucky to have parents like you, I LOVE YOU! And I thank God for blessing me with parents as caring as you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016403432560393490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZ3YWAfP_RI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vFOKbt_K2JI/s320/mmd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;They shall mount up with wings like eagles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;They shall run and not be weary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;They shall walk and not faint."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-4674701816595394960?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/4674701816595394960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=4674701816595394960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4674701816595394960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/4674701816595394960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/nebraska-college-of-technical.html' title='Nebraska College of Technical Agriculture - Curtis'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZ3VKgfP_PI/AAAAAAAAABk/_ZNkhnlnzUA/s72-c/campusaerial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-2544999218254949751</id><published>2007-01-01T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:15:54.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tonight I got to spend some time with my Grandpa, besides playing the accordion he knows a thing or two about the guitar also. So it was nice to get some tips and advice from him. We didn't have enough time to actually play together, but I can't wait until we do! Did I ever mention my Grandpa has a band, Rueben &amp; Da Heck Mit Schultz Band, and they just made their first CD, entitled Breaking Out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015261771129015826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZnKAkO9zhI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZuqBIpDtX7w/s400/Grandpa+Band.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My Grandpa's the one middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I would like to wish every one a Blessed New Year. School starts again tomorrow, I can't believe how fast the first half of the year went! Especially since this is my last year and there is only about 5 months left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from trouble; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;thou shalt compass me about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;songs of deliverance. Selah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Psalms 32:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6381430604237476011-2544999218254949751?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/2544999218254949751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=2544999218254949751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2544999218254949751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/2544999218254949751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZnKAkO9zhI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZuqBIpDtX7w/s72-c/Grandpa+Band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-7557973198687492215</id><published>2006-12-31T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T12:40:14.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday and last night we received the first major snow of the season, Finally! And I got to go out and help my Dad do chores, which was fine there not hard and I got to go out and "play" in the snow! except that at the end of chores the tractors were losing traction... NOT GOOD, especially when all we had to get home was a little Honda car! And my cousin Ryan drove his car too, you would think from being born and raised here, we would have been smart enough to drive a pickup during times of heavy snow fall...nope. So my reward, I got to push my cousins car up the hill to get out of the yard, we figured that once we got on the road we would be okay. Boy, were we wrong! [smile] I ended up pushing the car up almost every hill we came to, ya know I never realized how many hills there are in a mile and a half! we did make it home and i was exhausted, and really thirsty. and then last night me and my sister got to hang out, just the two of us, she killed me 5 to 1 at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Uno&lt;/span&gt;, then we quite and watched a movie I liked that better!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014786490048040450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZgZvkO9zgI/AAAAAAAAABM/XaWfEpTHu3c/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A nice view from my window this morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and establish &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;thou the work of our hand upon us; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yea, the work of our hand establish upon it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Psalm 90:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-7557973198687492215?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/7557973198687492215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=7557973198687492215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7557973198687492215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/7557973198687492215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZgZvkO9zgI/AAAAAAAAABM/XaWfEpTHu3c/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-9152057808374520591</id><published>2006-12-28T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T12:41:13.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Spots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013830133975207394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZSz8UO9zeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XpmhT9XT-GA/s400/cows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I had the privilege to spend most of the day in a local dairy, examining cows with the vet. As you may know I am looking into being a Vet Tech, so I talked to the local vet clinic and got the okay to come and, hang out with them more or less, to get the feel of what it would be like and what the job would entail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013830005126188498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZSz00O9zdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8njXhWxcZ_c/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My adventures so far entail, watching a cat get a fish hook cut out of its lip, checking up on some lame horses and sadly we had to put a mini down, then we got to pump a dogs stomach because it ate a lot of chocolate, and today I was spit up on by a calf while pumping fluid into its stomach, checking out a whole bunch of sick dairy cows, here I was lucky enough to get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt; to heart beats and breathing, then after that we did ultra sounds on 10 ewes to check it they were pregnant or not. It was over all a great experience and I can't wait to go back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-9152057808374520591?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/9152057808374520591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=9152057808374520591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/9152057808374520591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/9152057808374520591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2006/12/seeing-spots.html' title='Seeing Spots'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZSz8UO9zeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XpmhT9XT-GA/s72-c/cows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6381430604237476011.post-3310831431795357286</id><published>2006-12-27T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:16:57.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZNiO0O9zaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L7R3KOdDXJU/s1600-h/My+Guitar+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013458816872598946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZNiO0O9zaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L7R3KOdDXJU/s400/My+Guitar+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;What a Christmas this was! We were just about done opening presents, and to tell you the truth I was a little worried, when I got an empty guitar case... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;For the past three months I have been borrowing my Grandpa's guitar, and as a joke my parents teased me that I could take that to college with me. So Christmas morning they took the new guitar out of the case and gave me an empty case "to protect my grandpa's when I took it to college". Now, don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with my grandpa's guitar, but there is something special about having one that you can call your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I didn't believe them right away, but after almost an hour, I was getting a little scared! Low and behold I was right all along and they finally brought out the new one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I hope every one had a very Merry Christmas, and I hope no one forgot the real meaning of Christmas, the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ! Best Wishes to all in the New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty, he will save, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;he will rejoice over thee with joy, he will rest in his love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;he will joy over thee with singing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6381430604237476011-3310831431795357286?l=kris-nd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/feeds/3310831431795357286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6381430604237476011&amp;postID=3310831431795357286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3310831431795357286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6381430604237476011/posts/default/3310831431795357286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kris-nd.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-surprise.html' title='A Christmas Surprise'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689651302228164958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RpjwuYXzJnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VQdb8l_xYLM/s320/CIMG0644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xGBAkmJy5gQ/RZNiO0O9zaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L7R3KOdDXJU/s72-c/My+Guitar+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
