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Graduation Day 09
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&lt;p&gt;Graduation Day June 5th, 2009. Today is the one of the happiest days of my life. My sons Jason and Chris graduated high school today. I couldn't wait for the day. I am sure they felt the same way. What an accomplishment! It seems like just yesterday when I gave birth to Jason. I was told, spend as much time with your child as you can, they grow up so fast. Being a mother for the first time, my thought was, how fast can he really grow up. I know today just how fast that day has come. It has been 8 years since I have had Chris in my life. Talk about time flying. My boys are all grown up. Facing manhood, ugh! Makes me feel so very old. LOL So here we were school year ending, 2 weeks before graduation I receive a phone call from the principal of Huron High School. My son Jason was failing 3 classes. I about shit myself. He has never failed a class in his life. He has always done wonderful in school. I have never had to worry about his school work, he's always been responsible. I was shocked and confused. I spoke with him and he too was unhappy but he realized he had been slacking. Smooth sailing is how he felt. It was his senior year, he had all his credits but 1/2 of an English class. I wasn't sure if 2 weeks would be enough to pull it off. What was I going to do if he didn't graduate. I was so scared and disappointed. I couldn't do the work for him, he had to pull this one off himself. He did it. He kept telling me not to worry that he would be fine. He could do it. My fear wasn't that he couldn't as much as it was about the dream that could come crashing down for me. I have dreamed of this day for along time. I had expectations, I was suppose to have them both graduating. My heart was breaking inside for the dream that may not come true. I also realized I didn't have any control in the situation. Apparently I am more controlling then I thought because that was a huge problem for me. Anyways, he pulled it off. He didn't let me down. He didn't want to tell his Dad because he was afraid he would be really pissed off. He would of been and that is understandable. His thing was, no reason to tell him because he was going to graduate. He was right but I felt terrible. I felt like it was my place to tell him. I honoured his decision and waited to make sure he did it. :) All the worries went away when I contacted the school and they told me, he would be walking at graduation. YEAH!!! Suddenly I walked tall again, proud as I could be. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The day of graduation seeing my boys in their gowns and hat was the most wonderful site a mother could have up til this point. They have never looked more handsome to me, EVER! Their smiles could of lite up the world, at least mine they did! We snapped some pictures at home and at Mom's and set out to the school.&amp;#160; Walking down the hallways at their school. I could feel the emotion, the excitement, the proud parents smiling with anticipation of commencements. We entered the gym. So many people yet we were all there for the same reason, to see our graduates take there final walk. It took me back to the day I graduated. The memories of how proud I was I made it but how sad I was inside that it was over. The finality of the whole thing. The fact that I was now officially ready to step out into the real world. Scary! As we sat in the bleachers awaiting our graduates entrance into the gym. I reflected on how far they have both come. How much they have already conquered in their lives. They have become their own person. They have matured so much over the years. They have made so many friends and memories through the years. As I looked around at the smiling faces I noticed they had pictures up on the screen of all the kids who were going to be graduating. I wanted to take a couple pics, so I got out my camera and realized my full battery was now 1/2 gone. I was not a happy Mom. WTF, how could this happen??? Today was one of the most important days and my camera was going to quit on me. I was disappointed but what could you do? My sister took some from her phone and I was able to take a few. There was photographers there so I was able to relax, at least I could order some and still have the memories. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The doors open and the band starts to play. My heart started racing and my eyes filling with tears. It was about to begin. I said to myself, talking to my father, well here we go Dad. I hope your watching, this is the day we have all waited for, your here in our hearts, I hope you can feel us. I know he was a thought in all of our heads. My father didn't graduate and he regretted that always. So for our boys to graduate would of been a day my father would of cherished. I know he was there, he had to be. The thought of my Dad missing this day with us was very hard. I tried to control the tears, Jason was so fearful that I would be balling. No children like to see their Mom cry. They had their own emotions that day. I know they missed my Dad being there too. So finally their they were walking across the gym so all could see, finally sitting next to the stage. The band played the graduation song. Chills run over my body. Just like the wedding song always does and taps. Just seem to bring out the emotion. Proud, oh so proud!! The ceremony begins, looking at all of them in their red and white gowns. Smiles as big as life! You could tell each and everyone of them were proud in their own ways. Smiles and red faces, so many people here to see them. The cheers for a job well done&amp;#160;echoed&amp;#160;through the gym. After a few speeches, the moment came, names started being called as the students come up on stage to receive their diploma's. Again, the tears start welling. I remember how excited and nervous I was to receive the diploma. This is what they came for to be presented with their diploma, it was the finale, what they worked their butts off for was going to be in their hands very soon. As they started calling out the names and the students approached the stage, I just couldn't wait to hear their names. Finally my boys names were called, they received their diploma's and a picture was snapped by their photographer. Then they exit the stage and walk around the gym so all can wish them well and take pictures. As I watch each of them receive their diploma and take their walk. They looked so much more grown up. As I looked at Jason, remembering the days of his younger years. So small, so short and so childish. He was now a man, tall and proud. Chris was just as proud and just as much a man. Oh how they have grown through the years. I have never been more proud in my life. Their graduation meant more to me then my very own. I guess as a teenager entering womanhood I took some of that for granted. Now, as a mother I know how my parents felt and just how proud they were of me to enter that time of my life. I also know how scared they must of been as well. Today was a great day, a proud moment for a parent but you also realize they have grown up and will be taking on their own lives. It made me realize just how much my boys don't need me anymore. That rips my heart out but makes me smile just the same. They have made my dream come true rather they know it or not. I cannot wait to see how their lives turn out, the changes in their lives as they grow and become their own person. One day, they will move out on their own and all I can hope is they remember where they came from and hope they continue to come 'home'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Wish - Rascal Flatts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And each road leads you where you want to go,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And if one door opens to another door closed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But more than anything, more than anything,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the ones who love you, in the place you left,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And you help somebody every chance you get,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And you always give more than you take.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But more than anything, yeah, and more than anything,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my wish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May all your dreams stay big &lt;/p&gt;
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				<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 12:01:00 -0400</pubDate>
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Jason's New Ride
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&lt;p&gt;It has been a couple months since Jason's accident totaling his truck. (was NOT his fault) I have felt so bad for him for awhile now. Both my sons have been looking for jobs and nothing. Noone is hiring and when they do, it seems they are hiring people in their 30's and 40's. I understand the economy is tough, but my kids are frustrated because they can't even get into McDonald's. They have never had a job before and I am sure it don't help but they just need a break LOL&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Jason has been so down in the dumps. His truck was totalled and with no job he has no way of paying for transportation. I, who work 2 jobs already just to make ends meet, cannot help him. I am in so much financial trouble, it's not even funny. We have been struggling since Duane messed up his hand and can't work. It's been several years, we are still fighting disability, which could take another year. Robbing peter to pay paul has caught up with me. I feel like shit really, my parents have always been there for me. When will I be able to be there for my kids when they really need help. It's so hard to look at your son and say, I am so sorry I can't help you. He understands, most of the time we are having sandwiches for dinner because that's all we can afford right now. So he doesn't blame me but I blame myself. It breaks my heart to see him so down and not a damn thing I can do about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Mom has stepped in and helped him. She is helping him get another vehicle. Can always count on 'Ma'. God knows I have most of my life. Someday, I will be a big girl and be able to do things on my own. Maybe gotta hit bottom first but it will happen someday. So Mom said she would help Jas get another vehicle. So we started hunting. Most important thing to me was the size of the vehicle. No more s-10 type vehicles. Jason is 6' 4'' So he really needs a bigger vehicle anyways. He is a 'truck' kid. He has always loved trucks and if he can't have a 'go fast' car then it has to be a truck. So, I told him it had to be a 'Chevy'. So it was narrowed down to a Chevy truck. He wants a 4x4 of course. LOL He and his friends like to go off roading, even though there is little places around here to do that, they have 'a' place to go. So we went to &lt;a href="http://www.craigslist.com"&gt;www.craigslist.com&lt;/a&gt; and searched for Chevy 4x4, he had 1800 to spend. Not going to find much, but it was definetly better then 700 like he thought he would have when he got rid of his truck. I found several that seemed quite good. I printed them out and we started calling. I love suburbans, his dad and I had them for years, they were my favorite thing to drive, other then my cavalier z24. Loved that car, it was fast! LOL! Anyways, I found an 89 Chevy Suburban 4x4 for $1800. Oh it looked nice, Jason thought it was cool too. We called for 3 days, he never answered. What I liked was it came with a 1yr old 'crate' motor. Which means it came from the GMC dealer, not just some junk yard engine. So my hope was he would have a good running vehicle. Also had a 1 yr old new trans. Great!! I was excited, just gotta get ahold of this guy before he sells it. Finally after the weekend was over, I called him Monday morning and he was there. We went after Jason got home from school and looked at it. Oh it was so nice. Interior looked like new. I couldn't believe it was an 89. You could tell it had some bondo but whatever, I know how to bondo too so if it falls off, we can fix it LOL&amp;#160; Jason "loved it"!! We bought it for $1600. Duane said 'it's a steal'. Jason hasn't shown it to his Dad yet, but as soon as he can see him again, he will. He is excited to see what his Dad thinks. It was sold by the 2nd owner. Came with original sticker from when it was first bought. First thing I noticed was 12 m.p.g. I was like holy crap, when it was new, it only got 12 miles to a gallon. Can't imagine it will even get 8, it has a cherry bomb in the exhaust so its 'cool' loud but ganna be a fuel guzzler. I just hope all we have to do is fuel it, not fix alot!! Here are a couple pictures of Jason's new ride!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img width="640" src="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/Jason/DSC02154.JPG" height="480" style="WIDTH: 541px; HEIGHT: 426px"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yep it sure is big!! But it's very nice!! Very little rust and when&amp;#160; ya start the engine. Vrooom Vroom!! Sounds wonderful too!! I think we did good Jas!! Mom sure knows how to pick em! Well, most of the time. I am a pretty smart cookie sometimes!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img width="640" src="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/Jason/DSC02152.JPG" height="480" style="WIDTH: 538px; HEIGHT: 394px"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope you really love your new truck Jason. I am so happy to see that wonderful smile on your face once again. I am thankful Ma was able to help you out and make your dream come true. I am very proud of you always and hope you have alot of fun with this truck. Good clean fun!! LOL! Just remember....accidents happen, I know it's a hard lesson but it will make you a better driver because you will be more aware. I know none of them were your fault, but just goes to show, alot of ahole's get licenses. Just have to watch out for them before they rear end ya. Although, if ya get rear ended now, I believe you will have less damage then them. They will see you and hopefully avoid you simply because your much bigger then they are now LOL Love you Babe!! Have fun and it's wonderful knowing how happy you are, things will work out. Just need patience! :)&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;
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				<pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 15:29:00 -0400</pubDate>
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My First Tattoo!!!
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/apps/photos/album.jsp?albumID=4638516"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Since I have been 14 years old, I have wanted to get a tattoo. I could never figure out what I wanted to put on my body. Something I wouldn't regret years down the road. I convinced myself until I found something that meant something to me, I wouldn't do it. Yes, I have always been a bit fearful about the pain, but figure I could handle that because it would be something that meant something to me, so it would be worth it. As I got older, expressed my desire to get a tattoo, my Dad freaked! He would say, no daughter of mine will get a tattoo, if you get a tattoo I will disown you. That was a bit fearful for me. I have always 'wanted' to do what my parents felt was right, not that I always did. I was sure he would be fine with it but there was always that part of you that would hate to really disappoint him. My father has passed away and once again I am thinking of a tattoo. I put alot of thought into my tattoo. It was very important to my father for us to respect ourselves and our bodies. He never understood tattoos. I am not a death, blood, evil kind of tattoo girl. Not saying that those are wrong, just wrong for me. I felt if I got a respectful tattoo, my Dad would understand. He has been a thought in my head throughout chosing my tattoo. When/If we meet again, I want him to be as proud of me as he was when he left our lives. I will someday have a dedication to both my parents, but right now, this one was for me. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My original tattoo was going to say... Honesty, Truth Hurts, Lies Destroy, Your Choice. The night before the tattoo party, I changed my mind. So now, it says Honesty, Road to no regrets. For me, this was better because since I have chosen to be honest, I have yet to regret anything. I will forever regret my choice I made back then, but I will always have that regret to show me what happens when you are not honest. I will die with that regret alive in my heart. I wish I could go back and change what I did to David, but through that, I found myself. Were we suppose to meet so that he could show me that people like him do exist? I know I learned alot from him, he is still an angel that sits on my should everyday to remind me to be true to yourself and others and dreams can come true. I just hope he learned something from me and he can once again smile4me!! :)&amp;#160;I will smile4 him forever! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had it not been for the biggest mistake in my life, I would NOT be who I am today, where I am today and with who I am today. I can honestly say, I have never been more happy in myself and my life that I am today. It gives a new meaning to "The truth shall set you free" Free as a beautiful butterfly !!&amp;#160; Life is about choices and if you make the right choices, you won't regret anything. Be honest with yourself and others, it is amazing how wonderful it truly is, lies always catch up to&amp;#160;you and if you think they don't watch out!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, what was I going to chose? It has to be something that means the world to me, something that makes me remember a time in my life, something I will always look back at and smile. I learned a very hard lesson years ago. I have always felt like a very honest person. In many senses I have been, however, back about 10yrs ago, I took honesty for granted.&amp;#160; I realized first hand what lies can do, not just to you, but to people you love. I met a man, who truly gave honesty a meaning to me. He made me realize that if your not honest, what are you really? Your fake, body and soul! I fell in love with a man, he fell in love with me, lies destroyed that love and broke a truly amazing man's heart. He was honest with me, I was the coward, the liar, the one who couldn't face the truth myself. I faced this man, finally told the truth and watched my heart and his break. I lost him forever. Couldn't even salvage a friendship. To this day, he is still very important to me. After that day, I realized how far I had gone. I had totally lost myself, years before that, I would of never done such a thing. My misery effected an innocent man. Horrible choice I made. I dug down deep, took a long hard look at myself. I was not happy with what I seen. I was bound determine to find myself again. I was going to never lie again. I am who I am and dammit I need to be proud of who I am. I needed to be honest with myself before I could ever be honest with anyone else that came through my life. I searched my soul, finding myself once again. It was the most wonderful feeling in my life. A freedom came over me, something that I can't seem to find the words to describe. If you have ever dug down deep and found yourself, you know what I mean. It's the best gift you can ever give yourself and that is to be true to yourself always. I vowed from that day forward to never be ashamed of who I am, to always be the person I am proud of, no matter how others look at you. You see, the person I was to David, was ultimately the person I was truly inside, but always to afraid to let others show. Today, I live my life as that person. The real me, no holding back, if you don't like me, your problem. Maybe that sounds cold but I can't live my life for what others want me to be, I can truly only be me. I have less fears, more smiles and no more regrets in my life, because I am honest about everything. Maybe sometimes to honest but the way I see it, the truth my hurt but a lie can destroy. I speak my mind, what goes through my head comes out my mouth. It's easy to lie, it is very hard to always be honest. The way I see it, is at least you know where I stand, no more pretending for me. I am finally that beautiful butterfly I have longed to be all my life. Chosing honesty has opened up my life and allowed my dreams to come true. So here is my tattoo. I got it on my back just below my neck area.&lt;img src="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/Dsc02136.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My original tattoo was going to say... Honesty, Truth Hurts, Lies Destroy, Your Choice. The night before the tattoo party, I changed my mind. So now, it says Honesty, Road to no regrets. For me, this was better because since I have chosen to be honest, I have yet to regret anything. I will forever regret my choice I made back then, but I will always have that regret to show me what happens when you are not honest. I will die with that regret alive in my heart. I wish I could go back and change what I did to David, but through that, I found myself. Were we suppose to meet so that he could show me that people like him do exist? I know I learned alot from him, he is still an angel that sits on my should everyday to remind me to be true to yourself and others and dreams can come true. I just hope he learned something from me and he can once again smile4me!! :)&amp;#160;I will smile4 him forever! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had it not been for the biggest mistake in my life, I would NOT be who I am today, where I am today and with who I am today. I can honestly say, I have never been more happy in myself and my life that I am today. It gives a new meaning to "The truth shall set you free" Free as a beautiful butterfly !!&amp;#160; Life is about choices and if you make the right choices, you won't regret anything. Be honest with yourself and others, it is amazing how wonderful it truly is, lies always catch up to&amp;#160;you and if you think they don't watch out!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/apps/photos/album.jsp?albumID=4638516"&gt;Photo Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				<pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 11:58:00 -0500</pubDate>
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Breakfast at McDonalds
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&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-RIGHT: 4pt; BORDER-TOP: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-LEFT: 4pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1pt; BORDER-LEFT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-TOP: 1pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 4.5pt double; mso-element: para-border-div; mso-border-alt: thin-thick-small-gap black 4.5pt"&gt;I received this story in my e-mail. I loved it!! It made me smile, made me cry, mostly it made my heart feel! I hope this story inspires your heart! Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-RIGHT: 4pt; BORDER-TOP: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-LEFT: 4pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1pt; BORDER-LEFT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-TOP: 1pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 4.5pt double; mso-element: para-border-div; mso-border-alt: thin-thick-small-gap black 4.5pt"&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: auto 0in; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-border-alt: thin-thick-small-gap black 4.5pt; mso-padding-alt: 1.0pt 4.0pt 1.0pt 4.0pt" class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;Breakfast at McDonald's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-RIGHT: 4pt; BORDER-TOP: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-LEFT: 4pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1pt; BORDER-LEFT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-TOP: 1pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 4.5pt double; mso-element: para-border-div; mso-border-top-alt: thin-thick-small-gap; mso-border-left-alt: thin-thick-small-gap; mso-border-bottom-alt: thick-thin-small-gap; mso-border-right-alt: thick-thin-small-gap; mso-border-color-alt: black; mso-border-width-alt: 4.5pt"&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: auto 0in; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-padding-alt: 1.0pt 4.0pt 1.0pt 4.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: thin-thick-small-gap; mso-border-left-alt: thin-thick-small-gap; mso-border-bottom-alt: thick-thin-small-gap; mso-border-right-alt: thick-thin-small-gap; mso-border-color-alt: black; mso-border-width-alt: 4.5pt" class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! After the story, there are some very interesting facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I am a mother of three, ages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;14, 12&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;and have recently completed my college degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The last class I had to take was Sociology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her last project of the term was called, 'Smile.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;"&gt;I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;"&gt;Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;Even my husband did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I did not move an inch... An overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was 'smiling'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He said, 'Good day' as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue eyed gentleman was his salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I held my tears as I stood there with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He said, 'Coffee is all Miss' because that was all they could afford. If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm.&lt;br/&gt;Then I really felt it the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. &lt;br/&gt;That is when I noticed all eyes in the &lt;br/&gt;Restaurant were set on me, judging &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#8216;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#8217;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt; every action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue eyed gentleman's cold hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, 'Thank you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, 'I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, 'That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.'&lt;br/&gt;We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We are not church goers, but we are believers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Then she looked up at me and said, 'Can I share this?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son, the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;uch love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt; &lt;br/&gt;LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="MARGIN: auto 0in; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;"&gt; LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Brandywine&amp;#8482;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-RIGHT: 4pt; BORDER-TOP: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-LEFT: 4pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1pt; BORDER-LEFT: black 4.5pt double; PADDING-TOP: 1pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 4.5pt double; mso-element: para-border-div; mso-border-top-alt: thin-thick-small-gap; 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&lt;p&gt;The day was Saturday, January 24th. My day was set, I had to work and the family was&amp;#160;coming to celebrate Chris's 18th birthday. My Mom, Sister, Tom, Maria, Tommy and the&amp;#160;girls, Jason, Jammie, Chris, Duane and myself were set to start our party at 5:30ish. I get home, start slicing carrots into the salad and my cell phone rings. I had just cut my finger and looked down to see a number I didn't recognize. I wasn't going to answer it, but for many reasons I have to. So I pick up the phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello, this is Tammy. I hear a lady say "Tammy" I answered "Yes" She said "I am calling for Jason" I said "Excuse me?" I wasn't sure if I heard her correctly and that mean she was with my son, that's not usually a good thing. She responded "I am here with Jason and he has been involved in a car accident, but he's okay" I said "Are you kidding me, he's okay thought, he's not hurt? I am on my way!" She then said "Yes, he is okay, has a bump on his head but he's standing right here, he asked me to call you. We are right outside of your community, he was turning in to come home" I said "Okay, tell him I am on my way, leaving out the door now" she said "Tammy" I said "Yes". She then said "He is okay and the ambulance is here so he's okay, I'll tell him your on your way" I said "Thank you so much". I don't think I will forget that phone call for along time. I did get to meet the nice lady and thank her, but I never got her name :(&amp;#160;She was a big help for both of us :)&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I pull up. I see a fire truck, 2 ambulances and several police men. Traffic was stopped both ways. I could feel my heart&amp;#160;beating out of my chest, it was just a blurr for several moments. I needed to get across that street. I was in my jammie short pants, I had a coat on but I was way under dressed for the weather. LOL Duane who can't be out in the weather much at all, esp when it's that cold. Had&amp;#160;to wait in the van, I told him I would call him over if I needed him but he had to stay warm.&amp;#160;Duane pointed Jason out to me and I ran across the street. I ran up to Jason, immediately he said "Mom, I am okay just my head hit the rear window" I said "Your okay, you bleeding?" He showed me his&amp;#160;blood covered hand. He then teared up a bit and I gave him a hug "Your ganna be okay" I said.&amp;#160;He said "My truck is&amp;#160;f'd, it's&amp;#160;done" I said, "It may be but just remember your alright, that's what's important" He said, "Yeah, I know, but it is f'd up" He then&amp;#160;went on to explain to me the damage and yes, it's f'd up. &amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our brief talk, I realize that we are standing next to the other car. In fact, when I first got to Jason, I seen other people standing there. 2 babies, one from the accident and one from a witness. I asked if all was okay and other then minor injuries&amp;#160; they too were okay. The baby was unharmed, just scared. Anyways, I was looking at the damage this other car had. Jason's truck which sat up a bit due to bigger tires (that he just bought friday, the day before this accident. almost 400 bucks for 2, added to Jason's pain.) so the truck sitting up caused most of the damage to the axle and bed of the truck. This car which seemed like a talon, mitsubishi type car, low was totalled in front, windshield cracked, it was mangled. So looking at all of this, gosh, there could of been fatalities on both ends. They could of went into oncoming traffic, it could of been a mess. As I am thinking that, up walks the officer to talk to the driver of this car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The officer says, "can I have your license and registration". The guy says, "Well, I just got the car today. The plates on the car are the previous owners. I don't have insurance on it yet." The officer then responds, "Can I&amp;#160;see your driver's license" The guy says, "Officer, I don't have a driver's license" He says to him "You don't have it on you?" The guy says, "No, I am not suppose to be driving." I said, "You got to be fuckin kidding me!!!!" The officer then raises his hand to hush me and another officer then starts talking to us and I didn't get to hear more or say more. Prolly a good thing! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So at this point, the officer gives Jas&amp;#160;his ID stuff back and sends him over to the ambulance to get checked out. This whole time, noone knows where or what has happened. I kept worrying that they are going to get to our house and not know where we are or what happened. I also figured they could be stuck in this traffic. I was worried Jas was going to have to go to hospital, all that good stuff. I knew he wasn't dire but he may need to be seen to make sure. We have a birthday party, how can this be happening. He gets into an accident, he's hurt, his truck is toast, his brother's birthday is about to start and here we are with Jason. He mention to many people, I think all he met, that he's suppose to be eating cake, not dealing with this bullshit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So they determine that Jas needs to have X'rays as a precautionary thing. He didn't want to go in the ambulance, he asked if I could take him&amp;#160;myself. They said yes, but made sure I was going to do that and how important it was that he be seen. I had no problem with that, not what any of us 'wanted' to do but was what had to be done. I really thought he would of wanted them to take him over for a few. That's kind of 'exciting' esp when your not really hurt LOL Just thought it would be something Jas might wanna do LOL Maybe he would of but really he just wanted to go home and poo LOL He said at one pt something about pooping your pants when you get into a car accident. Thank God he didn't do that LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, we head over to the hospital. It was myself, Jas and Mom. I really wanted her to go with me. Mostly for my own reasons. My Mom has always shared these times with me and I know Jas wants her there too. So we walk in the hospital, I go up to the counter and tell the lady. My son was involved in a car accident, he was seen by an EMS tech and they advised he come to hospital. He also told me to tell you, he was hit from behind at 45 m.p.h. As I went to point to Jas, he wasn't there. Then I realized, there's vending machines!!! Oh Jesus, him and vending machines. So I said to the lady, I am sorry, he's really not hurt bad as you can see, he just loves vending machines LOL So here comes Jason around the corner with my Mom. Holds up a milky way, smiles real big and says "I just wanted to make sure you guys really knew I was okay. My regular ole self " so we all laughed, then we went back to the ER. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, the lady asks Jason what happened. He takes a deep breathe and says, (ganna try to be as close to what he said as I can) "Well, I was stopped outside the community that I live in. Waiting to turn. I look up in my rear view mirror and I say to myself, 'is he going to stop?'&amp;#160; Nope, he's not ganna stop as he slammed into me 45 m.p.h. I had my turn signal on, my foot on the brake and I just held on. When he hit me, I went way forward, then came back, my seat busted and my head went through the back window. I have a 95 chevy s-10 4x4 EXTENDED cab pick up and my head went through the back window he hit me so hard. At least I think that's what happened. I have a gash in the back of my&amp;#160; head and my back window was knocked out and I remember glass flying. So that's what happened. Now my truck is gone, just done. Christine is gone! (he named her that) This is my 3rd time getting hit, none my fault. I just got this truck Dec. 4th. Got into my first accident Dec. 11th. Got backed into Dec. 22nd. Now Jan. 24th it's gone, I've only had it that long and been hit 3 times. My mom told me it happens in 3's, but I had 2 accidents and my dad had one, so I thought that was my 3. No I guess not, this one is my 3 and now it's over. This was the story he told every person he seen. A few adlibs here and there, many more commical moments. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, he told all this to....the first lady, the one who takes his insurance information, then to the next lady who took his temp and blood pressure. Then to the attending nurse and then to the doctor. I don't think I have laughed so much in a very long time. He was so comical, had good spirits even though his heart was broken.&amp;#160; That's my boy!! I was so proud of him and how he took all of this. He asked himself alot of questions about what he could of done differently, he realized he did everything he could possibly do and he did it right. He realizes how bad this could of gotten, he realizes that it is just a truck. Even though he loved it, it was his first one and it's gone. I think he realized alot that night. Good things, things that make a mother proud and things that help remind you he's ganna be okay. God I just love that kid! So here are a few moments that will forever ring in my head, you may of had to been there to appreciate them, but they were fun for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nurse had come in to check his blood pressure and temp. He had no temp and his blood pressure was a little elivated but not alarmingly after what he had been through. So the nurse tells me that and Jason says, "WoW, my blood pressures high, I can't imagine why??? Oh I know, maybe because I just got hit by a jerk who totaled my truck. Yeah, I think my blood pressure should be high!" You have to know Jason to appreciate how funny that really is, he comes up with some crazy shit but it's how he says it that's so f unny. Very animated! LOL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this lady gets all done and she says okay it will be a few minutes then they will take you to a room so you can see the dr. She leaves and Jason gets out his milky way and starts eating it. The lady who took his ID comes back in&amp;#160;with&amp;#160;a surprised look and&amp;#160;says "Oh NO! Your not eating are you?"&amp;#160; Jason looks at here with a dumb founded look on his face and says "What now I can't eat??" I said, "Is he not suppose to eat?" She says, "No, no, not until we make sure nothing is wrong." Jas starts folding up his candy bar and says "Wow, this sucks. I can't eat, my truck is totalled cuz someoneeeee hit me!! I am suppose to be at home having my brothers 18th!! Birthday party and I am suppose to be eating cake!!" We all laughed again and Jas felt the pain LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We get taken to where he will be seen by the Dr. and they lay the bed totally flat. She says to Jason " I need you to lay down til the doctor see's you" He said, pointing to the bed, "Just like that, flat?" She said "Yes, please" He says, "Okay, guess I can't even sit up now!, this sucks, etc....." another little run down of today's events LOL Positive humor for a very bad day, it was good for all of us. Showed his appreciation for what really matters, just making the best of his disadvantage LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, here Jas is laying face up looking at the ceiling. I don't think he stopped very often to take a breathe. So for a moment he was quiet, just as a the attending nurse came in to say hello and get him settled til the Dr sees him. She walks in says, "Hi Jason" Jason laying flat on the bed, lifts his neck braced face straight up and looks at her and says "Hi" She says, "Oh Noooo, don't do that" as she giggles&amp;#160; running towards his bed. She places her hand on his forhead and guides his head back flat. He said "What did I do, now I can't say HI???" She said you need to keep your head flat, were not sure if you have any injuries yet. Jason says, "Well, if my neck was injured would I have been able to lift it to look at you?" She laughed and said next time someone comes in, just say Hi, don't look at them. Jas says, "Oh, okay then" We all laughed and waited for the doctor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor comes in, takes Jas down for Xrays, we wait and they return. Dr says "he is fine, just watch for signs. Anything unusual, like the way he talks, headaches, pains....you know, if he acts goofy, well goofier then he already is" as he laughted. Jas says, "Oh yeah that was real nice" something like that, but it was pretty funny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now the Dr is going to look at the gash in the back of his head. He get's it all cleaned up, I held the bucket to his neck as the Dr rinsed. I was watching the Dr and Jas's head and must of pulled the bucket a way a bit cuz Jas let out a bit of a Ahhh..LOL So he gets it all clean, explains to Jas he's ganna numb it but the shot hurts, just wants to make sure he understands. Jas says, just staple it, no shot. The Dr says, you don't want me to numb it. Jas says no, just get it done, tell me when it's ganna happen and just do it. So the Dr gets the stapler out and gets ready to put it to his head and Jas looks at him and says. "Do you think you can hold on just a minute, I need to use the bathroom" The Dr looked at him like are you f'n serious and then says "Are you serious? Can you wait just a sec, it will be done in just a minute." Jas says, "Okay, yeah, then just do it cuz I gotta go" So, he staples it, looks at it. Looks at me and says, what ya think Mom, one more. I said, Yep I think so right there and he asked Jas you okay for one more. He says, "Yeah, just get it done" He gets done and Jas goes to the bathroom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think everyone in that triage heard Jason's story, probably several times. Although what happened, happened. It really was a day to remember, for both good and bad reasons. Jason is okay, as of today, he's just a bit sore. He has meds, if they get bad. The Dr said a day or two, so time will tell. It's a horrible situation, we just had plpd on the truck. The driver of the car has no insurance, no license and no known address, he's staying in between friends. So he's homeless basically. I am thankful to God up above or maybe his guardian angel for keeping him safe, I don't know who to thank but I am thankful as hell it turned out the way it did, he's safe that'a all that ever matters. We will deal with the rest as we can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got home, ate dinner and had our cake for Chrissy's birthday and it all was good. We had fun and were all much more thankful then maybe we would of been had this not have happened. Christine's future is undetermined at this time, we believe she has found her final resting place but we will know more on Monday. She may be going to S-10 heaven with some brand new treds, couple of good O2 sensors, some rear end damage, I just hope all the good memories of it won't be gone with it. Jas had it for a couple months and at an anger moment he wanted to delete all the pics off his cell, I just hope he don't erase to much :-) May the smiles that truck brought him never fade away, just get replaces by something new to smile about!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img width="456" src="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/Jason/3.JPG" height="345"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was Jason's vehicle a 95 Chevy S-10 Extended Cab 4X4. The car hit him from behind at approx 45m.p.h. The car hit mostly the underneath, damaging the axle, the frame and pushing the cab&amp;#160;of the truck and buckling it on the side. Brand new tires on the back :(.&amp;#160;Thank God Jason was okay and I believe so were the passengers of the other vehicle. Minor injuries I believe. The car that hit him is below.&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img width="455" src="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/Jason/11.JPG" height="332"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the car that hit him. I believe it is a plymouth laser. He was uninsured and was not to be behind the wheel of a vehicle. I am assuming he had a suspended drivers licence. No damages have been recovered due to him not having any insurance. We will have to go to court to sue for damages. Wish us luck and hopefully Jas can at least get another vehicle out of it or at least some money towards one. This was an aweful accident, major injuries could of accurred. We are very thankful there were no major injuries. 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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Okay, so I went to Pogo and looked for Maria. I wanted to play Monopoly. She wasn't there, so I thought I would come here and share my wonderful day with you!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I woke up this morning, actually afternoon LOL Last night was 'date night' with Tom and Maria. I say date because we get together almost every Saturday night.&amp;nbsp; Would be more often but we live about an hour away from one another.&amp;nbsp; I always enjoy my Saturday night. It is a late night up for me which I also love. I am a night owl LOL Poor Duane :( He knows I take care of him for staying up late *Ha Ha* I don't have to work til 1pm but my boss gave me Sunday off as well. My boys are 17 mind you. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;So sleeping in with no worries is a wonderful thing to me. I get up this morning, took my meds and turned on the Wii. Lost some weight from yesterday. Was happy :) My calves were very sore from the night before, I did the running for 2 cycles and some other stuff. Usually only run 1 cycle so I wasn't sure what all I was going to do so I figured I would give myself a bit and work out before I showered to get ready to go to Jammies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I ate my breakfast and checked my mail. Played a game of Monopoly on Pogo and decided it was time I had to workout before I had to get ready. I have a gazelle thing. I don't really know how to describe it but you put your hands on the bars and your legs on this foot thing and it swings front to back. Skiing kind of feel. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;So, I had been on it one time since my sister gave it to me over a year ago. I lasted 6 minutes and when I stopped, I felt like my legs couldn't hold me&amp;nbsp;up any longer. Not a good feeling. I was panting like I'd just been having sex non stop for 24 hours. I was a little worried but figured it would be&amp;nbsp;best since my calves were already sore not so much but getting my blood pumping. I turned on my radio and got on. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Here we go, singing and swinging. Not so bad. I was doing great, my goal was 10 minutes. Then see how I was feeling but no stopping til I get to 10. About 3 songs it's been 10 minutes. I am doing good. I wasn't hurting or breathing hard. My calves felt good and I was having fun. Singing a little Donna Summer, a little We are Family and Kinky Girl song. The boys kept coming in and making there funny comments, but more to see if I was still on it. Jason was in several times commenting about my singing. I didn't care. I was singing like it was me on stage and I was so into it. At one pt Y.M.C.A came on and Jas came in to do the dance for me LOL He's known that since 5-6yrs old. Made me smile quite a bit :) &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Anyways, I made it 30 minutes. I was so damn proud of myself I could of pee'd LOL I got off of it, walked like a champ. No shaking no wobbles no worries!! GO ME!! and Wii!! Worked on that now everyday for 2 weeks. I think that has helped but I really enjoyed my gazelle. I think I can use it alot and being in my room singing to my tunes makes it a fun time. Wow, I had fun and felt great. Was like a full body orgasm. My body, mind and soul all had fun at the same time!! What a great start of a day for me!!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I get my shower and get ready to go to Jammie's&amp;nbsp;parents house, Sam and Patty, they invited us for dinner. I know Patty and Sam mostly through Jammie and Chris. I have met both of them once and talked to them on the phone. They are very nice people. I was looking forward to going over and getting to know them more and we had a wonderful time. Patty made a wonderful dinner. Not great for a diet, but it was my only meal of the day. I know that's not good, but that's what it has to be for now LOL I would do it again tomorrow. The food was fabulous. She's from the south and let me tell ya, YUM! We had frito salad (delicious),&amp;nbsp;ribs ( fall of the bone ribs), beans and ham hock (she didn't tell me until after I&amp;nbsp;tasted it it was ham&amp;nbsp;hocks, thank you :), mac n cheese (homemade oven kind) and dessert. If I missed something I am sorry but it was all&amp;nbsp;very delicious. Best meal I have had in years, maybe ever in some sense LOL Who'd of thought I would ever of eaten ham hocks and say I liked it, Noone! LOL! I won't be buying them, but if someone else made it,&amp;nbsp;I'd eat it LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;So, Jammie asked to stay over. I don't have to work&amp;nbsp;tomorrow so it was all good. Duane&amp;nbsp;had a race night, the boys would be hanging out, I can have some Me&amp;nbsp;time!! Everyone has there thing to do, I can just sit back and relax and no worry bout who needs me or what and who I should be 'chillin' with, it's all good!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;We have all been making a great effort to spend time together. For awhile, we all started sliding into our own things. I work all day and come home. I was&amp;nbsp;chosing to spend more Me time trying to&amp;nbsp;chill.&amp;nbsp;The kids too. We all got into our&amp;nbsp;own ruts. Things start to slip away that way. We needed to refocus on what's important and that is family.&amp;nbsp;We have family, we have ourselves and we have our responsibilities. I think if you keep them all in order and focus on all equally, things go much&amp;nbsp;better. If&amp;nbsp;you lose touch with any of those things, life tends to drift&amp;nbsp;off the road. We have all made ourselves aware and things are fabulous once again. We all have our&amp;nbsp;alone times, we enjoy our time together as a family. We all smile alot more!! &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia&gt;&lt;EM&gt;So&amp;nbsp;as I sit here telling you about my day, with my radio&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;turned up high, I tell you I am smiling.&amp;nbsp;I am going to take my 'Tammy&amp;nbsp;time'!! I wanted to share my day with you but now I must say good night. I am heading to play pogo. They have a new Monopoly game and it is&amp;nbsp;wonderfull. It is so much fun. I haven't been playing pogo much, my game has been casino island pogo to go game. Now I am back on&amp;nbsp;Pogo and lovin Monopoly!! So just wanted to share this before I forgot to come&amp;nbsp;back.&amp;nbsp;Enjoy!!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;
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My Mom bought me Wii Fitness for our Wii game system for my birthday. I had wanted to get it but it is expensive so thought for sure it wouldn't be something I would get for awhile. When I received it, I was very excited. A little nervous because I wasn't sure if it would be to 'fitness' for me. If I think I am excersizing I don't do so well. I have loved to Wii game system since we got it. I spend time on it each and every day. 
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&lt;P&gt;Today was the day for me to get on and be weighed in. Well, Jason is the only one that doesn't fall under the 'obese' catagory. So, that wasn't such a huge issue any more for me. I am a fat chic and there isn't one fat chic I know who likes the number that comes up. I was no different. So it was now my turn to play some of the games. I started with the hula hoop. I figured the kids made ass's out of themselves, it was in fairness, my turn LOL I did frickin awesome! I broke there records. My fat ass was hula hoopin like never before, I was lovin it. I seem to do great on all the games I had played so far. I had high score on the ski jump. I just got on there and pretended to be skiing and jumping. I didn't care how I looked, I was skiing for the first time in my life and I was good! LOL!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;We played for awhile and even though you don't feel like you are working out. My legs were&amp;nbsp; shaking, my tummy muscles were hurting a little bit. I was feeling the effects of Wii fitness. I was sweating and breathing hard. I definetely felt like I worked out but not while I was playing. I logged about 24 minutes my first time. I was proud of myself. Now I just need to do 25 minutes at least next time I get on. I didn't make it, I did 22 minutes later that afternoon. This time I did more of the running and strength type excersizes. I really am going to enjoy this, and hope like hell I can lose some weight playing LOL&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Jammie stopped over, he just got back from Florida and we hadn't seen him in a couple weeks. We were playing and invited him to play along. Like us, I think he was a little nervous of making an ass of himself. However, he got on and played and he loved it too! The whole family played yesterday and Jason said we logged 13 hours. That's frickin awesome. The best part was all playing and watching eachother. Laughing and spending time together. No money needed just&amp;nbsp; the family hanging together doing something fun. Jammie ended up staying for quite along time. We made him his own Wii person and he was able to unlock his own games. We had a ton of fun and can't wait to do this again tonite!!! Thanks Boys for making a great night of fun for all of us! Duane has floored us all. He really enjoys it too and he is very good at it. He seems to be the best balancer of the family! Jason had the high scores and Duane took over most of them. So he is back to work and I am sure today, I will come home from work and see his name back up toward the top. If not, he will probably be a bit crabby! LOL! Chris is very good too. I think we all are better then we gave ourselves credit. I am sure I am not the only one a bit sore today! Gotta Love Wii!! Wii DO!!!! * Ha Ha * Check out my Photo gallery to view pics of us playing Wii!! Enjoy! 
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				<pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 13:57:23 -0400</pubDate>
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Well, our vacation is over. Back to work yesterday and today is my day off. I added my vacation pics to my photo gallery and my trip to my pages. Sure don't get to spend as much time here as I wish I could. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I had a great time away on my vacation. My whole family had alot of fun. I really believe it will be a trip we all remember for years to come. We formed some great memories and shared a ton of laughter this weekend. We try to go away as a family at least once a year and when we do, it's always a good time. This time was a bit different. We all were very stressed out before we left. I won't go into big details but all of our stress levels were really high the 2 weeks before we left. We weren't sure how this trip was going to play out. Chris is in a punishment where he has lost all his priveledges, we weren't sure if we were even going to let him go with us. It may sound cruel but your not in our shoes, so please don't judge without knowing the circumstances. We all suffered big hurt because he made some bad choices. This is his 'last chance' to start making better choices. Jason felt that he should be able to go, no punishment, just able to go and enjoy himself, life as usual and then when we get back he can go back to being punished. I wasn't sure how easy that was going to be for all of us, including Chris. Jas said it would be kind of like a 'fantasy vacation' to see what he could be missing if he doesn't start making better choices. So, we all agreed. I really wasn't sure how we all could pull this off, but we decided to just let by gones be by gones. We all did wonderful. Chris included. I was so proud of all of us. We got into the car and put smiles on our faces and enjoyed each and every moment we had together. Just goes to show, what love can conquer. That's what he needed to see and what he needed to appreciate. I think he did and we all got to spend time with the Chris we all adore. So it was all good. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;We spent the whole weekend being together. All making sure our laughter never stopped and the fun continued. We laughed alot, sometimes til you hurt LOL The weather was great, the setting was perfectly&amp;nbsp; relaxing and the company was the best!! Each time we get together to venture out, rather it be a night together playing Wii or just a evening together for dinner, it's always so much fun! I did miss my Dad alot this weekend. There was so much he would of enjoyed. Just all being together mostly but he was there with us, I know he was, he was smiling so big!! We talked about him quite a bit, all of us because we all knew how much this trip would of meant to him. Any time we spent together was a highlight for my Dad. If I had to describe this trip in one word, it woud be PERFECT!!! &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;There were a few times Duane would of gotten stressed and he didn't he kept his cool and thought positive. I was so proud of him I could of wrote it in the sky! We are all going through some changes here in our household and he really truly is stepping up to the plate. I couldn't be more proud of him as I am. No doubt why I love him so much! Everything happens for a reason and I believe this time, the reason was to make us all better people in the end. Us better parents, our kids better people and when it's all said and done, I know we are going to be a better family. Check out my "&lt;A href="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/whatsnew.htm"&gt;What's new page&lt;/A&gt;" to see my photo gallery and more on my trip!! Enjoy!
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&lt;P&gt;Been awhile since I have been on my site. I have been very busy with Life things. Had a birthday recently, now I am 38. Hard to believe myself but time flys when your having fun. I am getting ready to head up north with the family. My Aunt &amp;amp; Uncle are having a 50th wedding 'surprise' party. I am excited. It has been years since I have seen any of them. Well, not my Aunt we had a girls weekend last year and I seen her, but I mean my cousins mostly. It should be a great time. We are leaving on Thursday and coming back on Sunday. We are staying at my sister and I's boss's house up north for a couple days. We will head to the U.P. after that, to the party. I am looking forward to getting away. Life has been a bit stressful lately. Nothing I can't handle but just makes you appreciate the finer days LOL &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Had our game night last night with my family. I played earlier by myself and ventured off to boxing. I won all 4 matches and bragged a bit about taking them out by the 2nd round. So, Chris being top dog in boxing so far, challenged me to a match. I told him not to underestimate me. He was confident and just knew he could beat me. He beats all his friends and is great at boxing. However, he didn't get to see me strut my stuff. So, he was very confident.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Honestly, I was a bit worried. I have seen Chris box, and&amp;nbsp;he can kick some ass. I was ganna get in there and do my best. What's the worst thing that could happen. I get beat by my teenage son? Hello, duh, isn't that what we would all expect? I played the computer players, and was sure I was ganna lose.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt;So, we start boxing. We are neck and neck. You have a little pie shaped thing that tells you, your strength and his, I am looking and we are like totally neck and neck. He's hoopin and hollaring, he's ganna take me down. I'm like whatever, your pie is the same as mine, keep dreaming. BAM! Down he goes.....then he gets up, Damn! I told him, stay down buddy or I'll knock you back out again.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Bam, this time I fall down. I wanted to stay down.&amp;nbsp;My arms were sore as hell already and I thought oh gosh this is just the first round. Really I could walk away and say, at least I took him down first. At this point, he had to see I could box. Nope, I kept going. I was ganna prove I was a contender. Round 2 starts, start fighting they say. So we did, bam bam bam, boxing like a couple of pro's.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=georgia color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Down he goes, I told him this was a KO (knock out). YES!!!! I WIN!! I KO'd our family champ,&amp;nbsp;hand that&amp;nbsp;belt down to dear ole Mom! It was a tough loss for him, we laughed our ass's off. I have to say, I had so much fun. Gotta love family game night. I can tell you, I do believe this win will cost me in the long run. I am afraid I am going to get several rematches...Oh boy, can I hang??? I can only image what it's ganna be when Jammie finds out and think's he can take me down. Bring It Boys!! Momma's tougher then she looks! LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;
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Okay first of all, the temps this weekend were horrible. 90's with horrible humidity. Mom and Sis had a garage sale planned for this weekend. So had to get stuff moved over to Mom's on friday night. Kids helped with the moving and spent the night at their Ma's. Gave Duane and I a night with no kids. Oh that was nice!! So we had some private time and enjoyed our freedom LOL Not that we don't get freedom, our kids are 16-17 yrs old. So, we do get it. When they aren't here though and they are someplace else being watched. There is a sense of no responsibility. That I guess is what makes it feel like freedom. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Saturday I had to work, it was horribly hot again. Michigan weather has it's up's and downs. Just seems like it goes from cold to extrememly hot in a couple days. Worked my day, then headed over to Mom's to see how things went, they sold alot! Yah!! So we just sat around talking and enjoying the day. Tom and Jason were working on Uncle Rick's old Cadillas. It had sat for several years never being moved. It has very low miles but the trunk lid went from beautiful black to white and dull. It had sat out int he weather and had like a calcium buildup on it. So they washed it and took some CLR to the white stuff. Took some elbow grease and time but they got it. Then they waxed it and it looked beautifully black all over again. It was really nice watching them together. They had fun and we had fun watching them. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I was hoping to play a lil WII but Tina forgot to bring it. What was she thinking??? So we didn't get to do that, but we still had a wonderful time together. Sweatin our ass's off LOL Hung out there the rest of the night, went home exhausted and went to bed. Got up Sunday and worked and that was that LOL &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The best news for the weekend was...MY KIDS PASSED DRIVERS TRAINING TEST! Just have to take Road Test and they will be done. Then, my bills increase by a ton LOL So Yah to my boys!! Job Well Done!!&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Okay, so last night (June 2, 08) was game 5 of Red Wings/ Penguins series for the Cup. My Mom watches almost all the hockey games. She became a Red Wings Fan awhile ago, hmm, I don't remember how, have to find out. Anyways, since I have been with Duane who follows hockey but can't watch the whole game without flippin the channel, I have not watched as many hockey games. I try to watch the play offs esp at the end. I know, not a true Red Wing fan, but I didn't want Mom to watch the whole hockey game alone if they had the chance to win. I wanted to be able to share that with her and her with me. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So I went to Moms last night, had dinner and a wonderful night. Watched a great hockey game. Just about 40 seconds before the celebration should start, the cup be given out, etc. Penguin's score and tie up the game. Oh, my heart sank. I was so dissappointed. I just wanted to cry. I could only imagine how the fans who actually paid for a ticket and were there live and to have the glimpse of seeing and being at a celebration is huge. My heart went out to all of them. &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;3rd OT... Play was intense, my heart beating a million miles a minute, axiously awaiting the goal. Whistle blows, we have a stop in play......WHAT??? We have a penatly, against detroit for high sticking!!! WTF!!!!! C'mon what the hell are you guys doing?? 4 minute penalty.. 4 frickin minutes. Game over!!! I couldn't believe what happened, how could you take a penalty like that, wtf was your stick doing up there, the puck and ice is way below that, omg!!!&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;I never blame one person, if we would of had an extra goal awhile ago, this wouldn't of been an issue. Foolish play, but good call. He deserved 4 minutes, we would of expected it&amp;nbsp;if skates were on different feet for that very same call. Just sucks to be a Red Wing fan at that moment. Poor fans who sat there hoping to be a part of a lifelong memory, gone at the cost of 4 minute penalty. &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;MARQUEE&gt;Friday Night WII Night on Mom's Birthday!... Saturday Night... RED WINGS KICK ASS, Watch Great Movie with My Maria, Great Talkin Time with Duane!!&lt;/MARQUEE&gt;
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Had a Really FUN!! Weekend. Went to Mom's, her birthday was Thursday night. So, we all got together at her house on Friday night to celebrate her birthday. We got some pizza and had some cake and ice cream. Sat around and caught up for awhile. Then we decided to hook up Tina's new WII System.&amp;nbsp; Jason got it all hooked up for us and we loaded it up and set out to play. I figured just the kids would play mostly, nope we all took turns playing. We played Golf, figuring it would be the easiers. It was great fun, decided to turn it up and play a lil bowling. 
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&lt;P&gt;So they turned on boxing and oh shit that was even funnier. We looked so silly but it was fun as hell. I have to say other then you get really tired boxing, I think I enjoyed that the most. The more we played the more you realized how much you have to do in boxing. You really have to move your feet, your hands, your head, etc. It was very physical but alot of fun. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Duane and I have talked about getting a WII but it's expensive. Something we would like to save for, but we would use it alot. The kids and us together would have a blast. So it's on my to save for list LOL Ugh! Anyways, it was great fun. We played for almost 4 hours. We all felt it that's for sure. I felt great Saturday morning but Sunday morning my arms were hurting pretty good, but it made me want to go and play it again right then and there LOL Duane too because he called around to just see how much it really costs. Oh well, we shall enjoy Tina's because she will bring it when she comes I am sure (:-)&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Saturday I worked and then we headed out to Tom n Maria's house. We were going to BBQ. Maria and I had chicken kabobs, the men had steak and her girls had steak kabobs. Oh they were really yummy. Tommy cooked and let me tell ya, he can BBQ. Now that I know that, he will do that more often LOL Then Maria and I went to her room to hang out. We talked about somethings and then went on to watch a movie. The movie this week was called. Griffin &amp;amp; Phoenix, it was a great movie. I really loved it. Maria picked this movie out and I had no idea what to expect. The beginning of the movie you find out the man, Dermot Mulroney, find out he's got less then 2 years to live. I thought for sure maybe it was ganna be a really sad movie. It really wasn't, yes there are parts but mostly it's a feel good and smile kind of movie. It tugs at your heart but it was a very positive movie. It's a movie I would love to own and definetly a movie I would recommend. I think anyone would like this movie. Really makes you think about 'love and life' So check it out, you will like it. As always, I had a wonderful time at Maria's, we laughed and talked and had a great time together.&amp;nbsp; 
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Duane and I had a great talk on the way home as always and he has agreed to make a deal with me. Since I have been with Duane, I haven't watched hockey as much as I would like to, he's a channel flicker and he runs the remote. So he's sucked some fun out of it for me. So as we drove home, he told me how much he actually enjoyed watching the game with Tom and he was on the edge of his seat most of the game. Ohhhhh, did this make me smile! Yes! I thought to myself. He felt it, I have a chance. Maybe I can make him a Hockey fan yet!! He follows the scores and the players, etc. but doesn't really watch all the game/games. So I said to him, "let's make a deal" He said "Okay" I said "Next season when hockey starts, we will watch all the games together, the ones we can. Commercials and everything and I will watch it right there with ya. Will you do that?" He said "Yep, you got a deal." I smiled big and then had to remind him, we will probably argue some, because that's what happens when you both think you know the sport LOL Maybe not, but we are totally different, so I said we will argue and then we can make up (;-) Won't that be fun!! LOL! Yes, God I hope this works, cuz I really miss hockey and it's just not the same watching it alone. Hope you all had a good weekend. That was mine! After our ride home, we watched a little UFC Fighting and we went to bed. Was a great night and an end to our weekend!! Back to work (;-(
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&lt;P align=left&gt;Zach Smith, 19, of Cleveland, an avid Red Wings fan and adrenaline junkie, hurled the slimy creature. Then he got tossed. Security guards threw him out.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;"You're outta here," Smith said they told him. "Come back in and you get arrested." But Smith and his two friends from metro Detroit, who asked not to be identified, had a plan. They had bought an extra ticket in anticipation of his booting. That's an extra $300 from a scalper. And Smith was wearing a regular T-shirt, instead of Red Wings gear, when he threw the octopus. Outside, he quickly threw on a Red Wings sweater and walked back into Gate 3. "I feel great," Smith said as he roamed around the arena. "I'm not nervous. Anything with an adrenaline rush, I love it." &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The plan began Friday as Smith was visiting his girlfriend in metro Detroit. They bought an octopus at Superior Fish Co. in Royal Oak, stored it in a cooler and drove to Cedar Point. On Saturday, they completed the journey to Pittsburgh. The octopus was uncooked, cold and smelly. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Smith wrapped it in a plastic bag and taped it to his belly, under his shirt. "Before the national anthem, we made our way down there and stood there," he said. "I got it out and just tossed it." As the guards took him out, fans screamed obscenities. "I hate Pittsburgh more than anything," he said, noting the rivalry between Cleveland and Pittsburgh. "It was great. I loved the rush." &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Jay Roberts, general manager of Mellon Arena, wasn't impressed. "You're not allowed to throw things on the ice in the building, and we kick people out for throwing all sorts of things," he said. "That could have hit somebody." What about hats during hat tricks? "That's part of the game, and they are allowed to throw the hats," Roberts said. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Little did Roberts know that Smith had reentered the building and reunited with his friends. Red Wings fans applauded Smith for representing them. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Even if he got kicked out, that's true Detroit pride," said Trevor Staahl, 23, of Grosse Pointe Woods. "That's how we do it in Detroit." &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"They got their traditions, we got ours," said Mike Gadsby, 45, a Penguins fan and native Pittsburgher who lives in Livonia. "He shouldn't have been tossed." &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Gadsby's buddy, Michael Gelorme, 45, of Pittsburgh, disagreed. "I'm glad they threw him out," Gelorme said. "You can't come in here and throw the octopus."&lt;/P&gt;
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I really enjoyed this article. I love the Red Wings, don't watch them like I used to but I love playoff hockey. Detroit Red Wings have a tradition with the octopus being throw on the ice. Stanley is his name (:-) So, this was great. I have often wondered if they really throw them out of the game. I think it sucks,&amp;nbsp;I do understand the part 'someone could get hurt' but really, they know it's ganna happen. Hence 'tradition'. This guy had a plan, I think that's great. He took the fall for his friends. He knew he would be thrown out, so that was cool as hell to me. It was all in fun, noone got hurt. They sold an extra ticket, or the scalper made some money. He didn't sneak back it, he's a good kid, just having some innocent fun. Some people think this is horrible, however, I think it's fun and life seems to have alot less of that these days. Relax people, he didn't throw a bomb or something. Sheesh, he just had some fun. I am sure he will have wonderful memories of this day for along time, a story to tell his son and maybe a story his son will share with his, it's all good! WTG Dude!!&amp;nbsp;High 5 to ya! LET's Go Wings! 
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Today I got my usual email stating I have a new guestbook entry. I always smile when I see these emails but today was a bit different. I got a comment from My Best friend Maria and an old co-worker Tim. What a great feeling that was, may be silly to some, but it brightened my day!!
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My Maria knows me better then most people. Having her here on my site and to hear she read the whole thing really makes me smile. Makes me feel wonderful. I don't think she totally understands how much I enjoy it but I think she totally appreciates what I put here. I love her to pieces. I have never been closer to another woman in my life LOL She gives me hot flashes sometimes cuz I love her so much LMAO I know she is laughing and if I am wrong may I fall over dead (This is when you start laughing if your not, so I don't die LOL) Anyways, she knows what I mean, she feels it too! So today was a wonderful day for me, maybe someday you will see a something from my husband *Ha Ha* Let's hope not, that would probably cause my first heartattack LOL Anyways, Ty Girlfriend! I love you and I know you love me too! See you Saturday Babycakes!! 
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Tim is one of my favorite old co-workers. He is funny as hell but has a wonderful heart underneath that sillyness. Tim and I joked alot. I think we truly 'like' eachother. I know I am his favorite "Gorilla" and I can say it has never felt so good to be called a "Gorilla" *HaHa* He's like the brother I never had, it's been along time since I have talked to him. He called me today and we had a great catch up talk and several laughs. Shared many smiles with him today. Ty Tim for calling me and letting me know what's happening in your life, just know I am only a phone call or e-mail away!!&amp;nbsp; 
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I had a very good weekend. I had a good day at work Saturday. I wrote up 2 offer's, which means I may of sold 2 homes. The one buyer I believe isn't going to be able to get approved, however, I am hoping to be able to still work with them. The other one, is pretty for sure. So I am excited. (;-) It is so hard right now to try and sell homes due to the shitty economy. So my Saturday at work was a spirit lifter when you write up 2. Rather they go through or not, it still makes me feel good LOL &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Saturday night as usual I got together with Maria. We went out to her house this weekend because it was Tara's birthday. For the last several years, Maria and I have done her girls birthdays. Not that I really do anything but I have been a part of it for awhile now. I think I missed Madison's this year because I had something else I had to do. Tara had asleep over with a couple girls. I really do enjoy being a part of it, mostly because it's time I spend with Maria, doing 'mommy' things LOL I have boys and there parties aren't the same LOL So, she has some loud and crazy 12 year olds. We had cake and icecream and the whole birthday thing, it was fun. I have to say, Madison's are usually a bit more fun, only because the girls are a little older and I can relate a bit more. However, this year Tara's friend Madeline was so excited when Tara got her new Taylor Swift CD. Oh you could just see how happy she was and jealous in a sense, she even said so LOL To be a child again, with that much love for someone, even if it's a singer LOL Just was so cute and refreshing. Even thought it was loud and over the top LMAO I enjoyed the hell out of it. Maria and I watched, Trailer Park Boys. Not a great movie, then we watched a great movie on lifetime network. Oh they have good movies, I wish I could remember what it was called. It was about sisters and one dies and leaves her sister with her 5 amish children. She was far from amish, she was a city girl. It was very emotional at times but truly a great story. I enjoy the hell out of my Saturday nights with Maria. I look forward to them every week and when I don't get to see her, it's just a suck ass kind of weekend. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So, then on Sunday at work, I once again had a pretty decent day. I think I may have another potential buyer. It was funny because my boss, Lynn is filling in at one of our other locations and she called on Saturday and I was busy she was not. So Sunday she called me and she had been real busy and I had a good potential buyer so it was a great weekend for us both. I have to say I am glad that she too is filling it, I think it will help her to understand the ups and down days we have with our traffic of people looking for housing. I love what I do and when you can feel good about your day at the end of the day, all is good. Makes you look forward to going back to work! (:-) Only downfall is weekends. I hate working weekends, I despise it! Nothing sucks ass more then not being able to be off allllllllll weekend.! My Sunday isn't so bad, 1-5. Works because Saturday nights, I am up at least til 3am. Makes me think of that song 3a.m., I can still hear David singing that song to me! LOL! Oh what a way to bring a smile to my face LOL Anyways, that's my weekend. May not be as exciting as yours, but I was happy as hell with it!!! TTFN&lt;/P&gt;
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				<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 20:15:35 -0400</pubDate>
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Came across this surfin the net. Thought it was quite interesting. So I thought I would share it with you. Hope you enjoy! 
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&lt;TD&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #000"&gt;There are &lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: red"&gt;28&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;people with my name&lt;BR&gt;in the U.S.A.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A style="FONT: bold 16px/1.8 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #0066b3; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://howmanyofme.com/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;How many have your name?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;
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There are '28' other people in the U.S. that share my married name. '0' people shared my name before I married Duane (;-) Does that mean I became more popular since I got married??? LOL And if there is 0, does that mean I really never existed??? Holy Crap LOL &lt;/FONT&gt;
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				<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 21:42:37 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I had the most wonderful Mother's Day I think I have ever had, all because I have the most wonderful Mother in the world! She always has a way of making my life even more special then I thought it could be and today was no different. If you would like to read more about my wonderful Mother's Day and why it was so special. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A style="COLOR: black" href="http://www.smile4me-4ever.com/myjournal.htm"&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Click Here!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT color=black&gt;&lt;EM&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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				<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 16:59:57 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;FONT color=black&gt;Okay, so I am trying to redo some of my pages. I have had freewebs for a year now. When I started I really didn't know what I was doing. I had no idea what I wanted out of this site. Not that I totally know now, but I have more thought's and idea's of what I want to put here. I have not made my new pages available just yet so you won't actually see many changes. So, I wanted to simply change the name of my 'blog' and I did that and lo and behold, now my page could no longer be displayed. I have changed the names of many pages and never had this happen. So I was a lil pissed off about it but whatever, I put all my blog entries from before in differenet pages and deleted the old one. So, I am hoping to use this as more of a journal then a rare time or two that I decide to put something in it. Right now you may not find to much because like I said I am working on redoing many other pages. So once that is up and running this will be where I keep my journal. TaTa for now!! &lt;/FONT&gt;
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				<pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 13:27:37 -0400</pubDate>
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