<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821</id><updated>2012-02-11T14:50:10.757-06:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='home'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Abigail'/><category term='General'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Travane'/><category term='Ethan'/><category term='Kids in General'/><category term='Nathan'/><category term='MomentbyMoment'/><category term='activities'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='Jonathan'/><category term='School'/><category term='Farm'/><title type='text'>M&amp;M Farm Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to Our House...
Feel free to stop by often for photos, stories, and more from the little farm located in north central Kansas.          The accom­plish­ment of a day isn’t so much about accom­plish­ing goals but abid­ing in God, and this is the thing that needs remem­ber­ing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>686</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2664149933500393272</id><published>2012-02-10T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T17:50:18.905-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 6 - Section 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Finally the morning came when the CherRené could put her idea into effect and she sent a request to the CherRio for a morning ride with picnic lunch at the nearby mountain lake. Rayna was fairly sure by NikéLon’s reply he anticipated Onevé would join them. But not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they met up at the carriage later that morning, nearly everyone in view was astonished to see the CherRené latch onto the CherRio and gush affection all over him. Onevé specifically was taken back and chagrinned when she realized she had not been invited to join them - flying off in a tantrum to see who she could torture to alleviate her dissatisfaction. Ignoring her, Rayna clung to NikéLon like it was the first time she’d seen him and he was clearly shocked by her advances. But seeing that it had been his idea to bring her, and it was his mission to secure her hand despite his feelings, he could not publicly refute her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next half hour, Rayna did all she could to return the earlier affections of the CherRio, and he did all he could to ward her off. Once they reached the lake and Rayna was sure that Austin had set up a sufficient barrier around them, Rayna stepped back from clinging to the CherRio and declared, “Now that it is clear the CherRio is no longer willing to take advantage of my affections, I think it high time we got all the falsities put to rest and moved on, don't you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunned with the sudden coolness on his arm and the turn off of affection, Nikélon rebuffed, “What is this? The CherRené playing games?” he looked slightly peeved, but intrigued as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No more than the CherRio has played with me. Admit it, you have no desire to participate in the fake and forced attention you just received! Nor for a relationship that is less then mutual and posses the potential of continual rejection - that is something neither of us wants. So let's have a seat and talk out our options.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first Rayna thought he would refuse, but after a few moments, he agreed. Making themselves comfortable around the picnic blanket spread neatly on the ground and covered with sitting cushions, Rayna opened the conversation with, “What are your requirements for a wife, CherRio? What would satisfy all those involved in a union between Travane and Morat AND make you happy?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NikéLon laughed, “There is no such arrangement. Your brother would make anything but your hand impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna’s brow shot up in surprise, for she had not expected that response, and clearly NikéLon realized he misspoke. But how could he backpedal now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to take the chance that the CherRio would clam up and stop talking, Rayna changed her question, “Okay, lets put aside my brother, father, or anyone else for that matter for the time being. What does the &amp;nbsp;CherRio want?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyeing her suspiciously he remained silent, so she forged ahead, “Oh come on. It's obvious! You have taken a fancy to Onevé and we both know it. What if I could help you achieve her hand?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And what would you want in return?” NikéLon inquired skeptically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Only information - well, and to be free to marry whom I chose.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m afraid the CherRené speaks of things she has no authority to give and no information to bargain with.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Well, how about the fact that your father has given you direct instructions to please the RioArd and forge a relationship that will prevent war between our land at any price but honor. And if you fail, your head will be required of you and your position given to your brother.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got Nikélon’s attention and though he tried not to validate her information, his clear shock in her knowing only proved her right. So she continued, “For some reason, you have an enemy working very hard to achieve your displacement. And the same person - or group of people - are also working against me and I'd like that to end, for my life depends on it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last statement NikéLon met her gaze for the first time, “What do you mean your life depends on it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have it on very good authority that once we are married or maybe as soon as we are officially pledged, a successful attempt (only due to the sheer force behind the attack) will be made on my life in the hopes that you will see it as a breech of contract. If you return home without a treaty - because your security for it is dead and you have no other - you will lose your head and be displaced for failure to meet your charge. On the other hand, if you demand your honor was disgraced, your Father would in return demand recourse and your only option would be war - to which your father would insist you lead and arrangements would be made for your death on the battle field. Thus successfully replacing you either way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pretending for a moment that there is even a shred of evidence in all you say, what is your plan to avoid all of this so that I get what I want?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna smiled, she had him now, “Well, I believe you have information that would reveal who this person - or group of people - is working against us. I also believe that a marriage between you and one of our other Resorvan’s daughters would be powerful enough to clinch a treaty with us - though we would not use her as surety as I have been - for her safety.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This clearly intrigued NikéLon, but Rayna could see he was still not convinced. “You do know that Onevé is the daughter of one of our land’s most respected Resorvan. And that she has already been announced to the Corté - which makes her acutely available for marriage.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NikéLon slowly nodded but he still wasn't fully buying into her plan. She forged ahead again desperate to make the plan work. “If a marriage was performed between you and Onevé while out on this tour, with permission from my father and hers of course, we could at least foil part of the wicked plan against us. You would have the strong beginnings for a treaty securing your directive - and the woman you desire - and there would be no reason for them to take my life. Plus, with the information you have, I believe we can force the hand of these enemies before they succeed in their plans against us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a twinkle in his eye, NikéLon replied, “Ah, but I see the error in your plan. How do you obtain permission for such a plan without your brother knowing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without even knowing it, NikéLon had just confirmed Rayna’s worst fear - it was her brother who sought to destroy Travane, but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly regaining her composure as to not give way his revelation or lose his interest in her plan, she explained, “We use a decoy. Once we have come to an agreement, we will send a false parchment to the palace to be intercepted. Meanwhile, the true parchment will be given to a trusted soldier whom escorts the messenger. This soldier will then deliver the original treaty to the RioArd in disguise of a report from Captain Shalome. My father set up a system with the Captain before they departed for just this purpose.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again NikéLon objected, “But we do not have the treaty we were working on, nor do you have the authority to make such offers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna smiled as she pulled from a folder at her side a bound document, “Here is the initial proposal of the treaty between our lands. My father sent it with Captain Shalome in case we found use for it. You will see that he has also included an authorization for me to negotiate with you on behalf of our land and the Resorvan, pending their final approval.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For several minutes NikéLon reviewed the treaty silently. Finally he declared, “Posh! To heck with your brother and his secrets. I want Onevé and if you can help me get her, I’ll tell you everything I know in exchange.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2664149933500393272?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2664149933500393272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-6-section-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2664149933500393272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2664149933500393272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-6-section-3.html' title='Chapter 6 - Section 3'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6400740583351113056</id><published>2012-02-07T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T19:26:34.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Progress - Renovation</title><content type='html'>Today we started on the new kitchen desk area. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday Marion was able to go down to Koster's Lumber in Cawker City and get the cabinet top we ordered from them. &amp;nbsp;It is VERY heavy and so right now it is sitting in the building on a pickup bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, if I want to get it into the house, I'm going to have to start getting the kitchen ready for installation. That means today was demolition day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2LZ9yUrsfE/TzG9WHTUHuI/AAAAAAAAE1k/Z672zIzSgX4/s1600/P1030394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2LZ9yUrsfE/TzG9WHTUHuI/AAAAAAAAE1k/Z672zIzSgX4/s400/P1030394.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desk Area before destruction&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shOUSmD8_SA/TzG9sVIrG4I/AAAAAAAAE14/OZvtsfePZE4/s1600/P1030396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shOUSmD8_SA/TzG9sVIrG4I/AAAAAAAAE14/OZvtsfePZE4/s400/P1030396.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marion helping with the demo...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Honestly...I forgot to take a few of the pictures along the way...but you can still see the progress made. &amp;nbsp;Below, I have already started painting, but you can see the cabinet is torn out. &amp;nbsp;We will have to call the flooring guy to come fix the spot where the cabinet used to be. &amp;nbsp;We have the tiles, but not the&amp;nbsp;sub-floor&amp;nbsp;nor the adhesive we need to do it ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tc47ErEzQ3Q/TzG92_hJI2I/AAAAAAAAE2A/uSnN6P_fTOs/s1600/P1030397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tc47ErEzQ3Q/TzG92_hJI2I/AAAAAAAAE2A/uSnN6P_fTOs/s400/P1030397.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First coat of paint going on.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9vmkWoojlE/TzG-Axj4DPI/AAAAAAAAE2I/FcMcLO7pwSo/s1600/P1030399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9vmkWoojlE/TzG-Axj4DPI/AAAAAAAAE2I/FcMcLO7pwSo/s400/P1030399.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whole wall photo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;For the time being, we are only working with the corner area where the new desk area will be. &amp;nbsp;I'm not worried about trims, details, or accents at this point. &amp;nbsp;Our number one goal is to get the desk installed so we can get the computer put back. &amp;nbsp;Right now the computer and printer are all stacked on the dryer and counter by the door. &amp;nbsp;I was able to keep it all hooked up so we can use it, but it will be nice to have it back where it is supposed to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below you can see the wall bracket primed and the three legs that will go under the desktop. &amp;nbsp;I am hoping that tomorrow I can get that brace painted yellow and Marion can get the other brackets he wants so we can get it all installed. &amp;nbsp;I'll keep you posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWcTI0dTrU/TzG-vMpTNOI/AAAAAAAAE2U/f8CoI6HCSrg/s1600/P1030401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWcTI0dTrU/TzG-vMpTNOI/AAAAAAAAE2U/f8CoI6HCSrg/s400/P1030401.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very excited about it all. &amp;nbsp;I also want to try to do the pinstripe tomorrow if I can to see if it is even possible. &amp;nbsp;I think I will try it down at the bottom so that it will be less seen if it doesn't work - easier to hide the mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-6400740583351113056?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6400740583351113056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/kitchen-progress-renovation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6400740583351113056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6400740583351113056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/kitchen-progress-renovation.html' title='Kitchen Progress - Renovation'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2LZ9yUrsfE/TzG9WHTUHuI/AAAAAAAAE1k/Z672zIzSgX4/s72-c/P1030394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2930870818346356124</id><published>2012-02-06T08:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:19:30.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Snakes Alive....</title><content type='html'>Yep...you've got it! &amp;nbsp;We've got snakes again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marion woke up this morning and went to get his clothes and lo and behold...there was a pencil sized baby bull snake curled up under his clothes sleeping way! &amp;nbsp;Apparently he turned on the light, beat it with a shoe AND carried it outside without me even waking up...must have been God's divine provision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so first thing this morning, Marion was giving the kids snake 101 lessons...and offered a huge $5.00 reward for every snake they find! He has given them specific instructions and the kids are actually kinda excited about the 'hunt'. &amp;nbsp;Since the snake was a small baby there is a chance there will be more that surface...especially since Marion just put a ton of mouse killer downstairs and their food supply is now gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think after about 9 years of living here, I'd be used to this, and I have to say some of the SHOCK has worn off, but still...it grosses me out! &amp;nbsp;Thankfully we think we have everything sealed off to keep the mother out...apparently it is only the really small things that can get in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake Count 2012 - 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2930870818346356124?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2930870818346356124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/snakes-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2930870818346356124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2930870818346356124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/snakes-alive.html' title='Snakes Alive....'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8609262772490272096</id><published>2012-02-03T19:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T19:19:27.698-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 6 - Section 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;It took four days to meet back up with the touring camp and though on the surface everyone seemed glad to have the CherRené back, there was a new tension in the camp. Onevé was pleasant enough - when she got her way- but it seemed as if she regretted having to surrender the attention of the CherRio. NikéLon had been distant and quiet at all the meals and outings, and Captain Shalome had something simmering under the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help appease some of the camp tension, Rayna insisted Onevé join their outings - be it to the market or the local Capto’s home. This helped to relieve some of her tantrums and pouting fits which caused everyone around her to be miserable. And though NikéLon would put on a front of objecting, he’d always give in and in the end enjoy himself - reveling in the attention Onevé would bestow upon him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna, on the other hand, received the most comfort during these days remember the time she had spent with Austin before returning to the camp, or seeking out other times to speak with him. She had found Austin to be wise and discerning - a true friend - something she had not thought possible, especially after Yyvan’s betrayal. With Austin Rayna felt safe, not only physically, but emotionally, and therefore, Rayna had confided in him all she knew - even the extent of her dreams. It was as if the Divine had arranged the whole adventure to provide them with the time to connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing Austin had suggested was not to send Yyvan back to the castle - for her life would be required of her in doing so. Austin felt there would eventually be a time when they could use her betrayal for their benefit. So, upon returning, Yyvan was dismissed from Rayna’s personal care, but kept at camp as a female servant - under careful watch. In fact, Rayna refused a personal attendant at all. She had had enough of that daunting burden and refused to carry it any longer - at least for as long as she had the privilege. When she had a need for assistance she would simply summons a random maid and then dismiss her when she was finished. Onevé thought this ill advisable and often spoke against it, but Rayna ignored her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few weeks as the company traveled from the plains to the mountains, things in camp did not change much. Their days were filled with either traveling to their next stop or visiting with the local leaders and Corté, exposing the CherRio to the true and unaltered Travane - or so it was to seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not long after they started the tour, Rayna found out that under direction of her brother, Herser Maukré would send curriers the night before - after discussing the supposedly spontaneous route with NikéLon - to prepare the upcoming officials with directions for greeting the CherRio. Rayna found their extorted lavishness to be repulsive, and she often spoke out against following the night before’s plan. This would therefore prompt an issue of contention between the CherRio and the CherRené - as well as the tour guide - regarding the manner and frequency of outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna desperately wanted to seek out the payson. She longed to know them, hear them, and relate to them the best she could - to be a better leader - and show the CherRio what Travane was built on - her people. She despised the facade of the Corté and other leaders they met on the tour and wondered what coaching and bribes they had been offered for their catered hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite her rationalizations, NikéLon and Onevé often wanted to seek out the Corté or officials to bring a reprieve from the traveling fare and conditions - and to no doubt see what treasures would be showered upon them at each new location. And the officials wouldn’t let them down, often bringing local specialties that even Rayna had not before seen or heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, because of the nature of the tour - to introduce Nikélon to Travane - Rayna usually lost out on seeing the payson and had to endure the repulsive smothering of the local officials. The contrast between the wealthy’s desire to cater and the willingness to sacrifice the hard worker’s time and resources - for the cost of such short noticed lavishness had to come from somewhere - only strengthened Rayna’s desires to live more freely and simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one occasion, Rayna snuck away unobserved to visit with the staff of the house they were visiting. While she was gone, NikéLon noticed the host had suddenly become much more proficient with the catering and gifts and sought to figure out why. It was then that he noticed the CherRené was missing, and without her constant refusals the host had freedom to splurge. After that, Nikélon often suggested separate ventures, to which Rayna did not object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 6 - Section 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long after this that Rayna had an idea, but she wanted to seek the advice of Austin first. As the Captain had initially stated, once they had rejoined the camp, Austin disappeared into the background making it harder to communicate with him. And since her first adventure had not gone well, the Captain had politely ordered her to not go riding alone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This meant she had to be creative in finding ways to seek Austin’s council. When she first approached the Captain with her idea, he had objected to it, but eventually he had to give in to the notion of allowing himself to be a go between. After all, it was his mandate that Austin’s protection of her still be kept under wraps. However, before he agreed to her plan, Captain Shalome thoroughly interrogated Austin as to the depth and reason for the needed correspondences between them. Captain Shalome could not risk another incident like Vescavo Jeroha. Though Rayna had no idea what Austin had said, she had full confidence he had not betrayed her. Austin was the first person she fully trusted without reservation - and it felt good to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fashion that had become accustomed to her when she desired to speak to Austin, Rayna made her way to the Captain’s tent wearing her favorite purple scarf around her neck - signaling to Austin to meet her. Upon entering the tent, Rayna saw a familiar shadow cross over the side wall and knew Austin was on his way to the back entrance. Nodding politely at the Captain who was sitting at his desk, Rayna made her way past him to the back room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she even saw him, Rayna was greeted with a soft spoken deep voice, “CherRené, how may I be of service today?” Austin’s formal greeting always brought a smile, he was so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the scarf from her neck, for it was too warm in the tent to wear it, she replied, “I was thinking of playing a bit of match making this fine day, but thought I’d pick your brain for potential problems first.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this, the Captain came in from the front room intrigued, for Rayna had not lowered her voice from his hearing. “Matchmaking, CherRené? With who?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning a friendly smile towards him, “Surly you have both noticed how fond Nikélon is of Onevé?” As neither of them either acknowledged nor denied this, Rayna continued, “Well, I was thinking that the two of them would indeed make a perfect match. Onevé would get her royal husband, and NikéLon would get a Resorvan’s daughter...but just not the RioArd’s. It's a win-win situation. And where they clearly have taken a fancy to each other a plausible one at that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin exchanged looks with the Captain, clearly willing to yield to his superior’s input first. When the Captain simply nodded at him, he replied, “It could work, but you'd have to tread very carefully and gather information first. We can't risk upsetting the CherRio and forcing an immediate return - therefore forcing the hand of those against you. Have you sought the Divine?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna looked chagrinned. Since she had Austin she often neglected talking to the Divine first. In fact, her relationship with the Divine had waned seriously in the last few weeks of monotonous traveling - even her dreams had slowed in frequency. Austin’s knowing look was enough to convict her and she purposed to alter that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several hours of discussion, the Captain only agreed to a plan which consisted of gathering more information and praying - seeking the Divine for possible blind spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8609262772490272096?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8609262772490272096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-6-section-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8609262772490272096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8609262772490272096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-6-section-1.html' title='Chapter 6 - Section 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2822560547438828690</id><published>2012-02-02T21:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:47:09.294-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>A Good Day...</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love good days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just wish everyday could be a good day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I do. When you feel sick, or there are so many problems you can't count them all...it doesn't make for wanting to repeat those kind of days. But, when you have a good day, you want to repeat them...over and over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was a good one - despite the rambunctious boys who wanted to bicker and fight, and besides the 1 year old who is into EVERYTHINg...and I mean that literally! We kinda got a slow start to the day because I couldn't sleep last night....crazy pregnancy insomnia...so my wonderful hubby let me sleep in...I think it was around 7:30 when I finally got up and headed for the kitchen to see what kind of a mess I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Abi was working at cleaning up breakfast and the boys were already started on chores...yaya..good start!  After Abi got the table cleared, I got out the wheat grinder to make flour.  Marion has been asking for wheat flour for awhile now, but I never do it in small doses...we usually do at least a 5 gallon bucket at a time so today was the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While that was working away and in between school instructions, I started some bread...since we'd have flour...lol...and decided to get rid of the bananas in the freezer too by making some banana bread. By about 11:00 I was finishing up the wheat and Marion came in to ask if I could help move him around, so we put everything on pause and helped him. By the time we got home it was past lunch so I tried to quickly put some spaghetti together on the table and finish the breads I had started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got this crazy idea...since the grinder was out...why not try cornmeal. I had always wanted to try cornmeal...why not today...so I did!  And then, I made cornbread out of the cornmeal! We hadn't had cornbread for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I was getting tired, so with the last of the breads in the oven, the two younger kids napping, and Abi set for afternoon school, I took a nap (don't worry, Abi shut off the ovens for me when the timer went off...just a tad bit early so that they didn't get overdone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my nap, I decided to get the apples from my refrigerator out and get them going in the dehydrator. So with Abis help, we cored them, put them through the processor and into the dehydrator. Then I sat down for a little bit before dinner. We had cornbread for dinner...and rushed out the door for piano lessons.(yes...that was it..just cornbread and honey...we try to eat light in the evenings and the kids had a late lunch mixed with hard boiled eggs for a snack...so I don't thinK they'd starve. Besides...that WAS all they wanted! Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were pretty naughty so when we got home...straight to bed for them. Abi was tired so she headed to bed too, and here I am...just crawling into bed myself. What a good day.  The only thing that would have made it better would have been to see Marion more. He was so busy today I barely saw him and had a commitment this evening and is still gone for that. But at least I'll know when he gets home...the bed will be a lot warmer! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2822560547438828690?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2822560547438828690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2822560547438828690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2822560547438828690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/good-day.html' title='A Good Day...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2896912495103021002</id><published>2012-02-01T15:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T15:17:52.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>My New Best Friend - Renovation</title><content type='html'>or at least an AMAZING product....LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so several days ago, I was talking to my mom when she asked me, "So what ever happened to the kitchen project you were going to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly...what ever happened to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sickness happened to it...and pregnancy...yep..you read that right! &amp;nbsp;If you haven't heard yet (which would be amazing in itself...hehehe) we are expecting #5 in August...but that is for another post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a few days ago, I started feeling better and decided to get on it! &amp;nbsp;I'll do another post about the backsplash that we now have, but what I really wanted to talk about in THIS post...is this amazing stuff right here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl7Xmg5ikK0/TymmPKjwQUI/AAAAAAAAEuY/81A3tw8AKO8/s1600/P1030375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl7Xmg5ikK0/TymmPKjwQUI/AAAAAAAAEuY/81A3tw8AKO8/s400/P1030375.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;METALLIC PAINT&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;An amazing product to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see...I have this thing for silver...nickle...brushed...I'm not really that particular, but I like silver! &amp;nbsp;So, when thinking of remodeling or changing things...I always have a tendency toward silver! &amp;nbsp;BUT, some things just can't be 'replaced' or it isn't cost efficient to do so...but now with this handy dandy stuff...I can have the best of both worlds! &amp;nbsp;Wanna see what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you probably know that I was once a Pampered Chef Consultant...so here is my Pampered Chef Tool Turn-about...it used to be WHITE...(I know they make black ones now, but mine was the old fashioned white one and I couldn't see spending the money for a black one when the white one works just fine...so, now it looks like THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_UhCavupCw/TymmaB_vDyI/AAAAAAAAEug/1fxw-uldOHc/s1600/P1030377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_UhCavupCw/TymmaB_vDyI/AAAAAAAAEug/1fxw-uldOHc/s400/P1030377.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;White Tool-Turn-About painted metallic Nickle Silver!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay...so that turned out SOOO cool looking, I thought, I wonder if it would work on the&amp;nbsp;chandelier&amp;nbsp;in the Sitting Room? &amp;nbsp;(You see...I've been asking for an updated light in there for awhile, but Marion just couldn't see spending the money to update something that worked just fine - especially at the cost of what a new&amp;nbsp;chandelier&amp;nbsp;would be - just because its old doesn't mean you get rid of it!) &amp;nbsp;I got out some tape and covered the floor and climbed my ladder! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsROHZgSyYo/TymmokyTTfI/AAAAAAAAEuo/ahdkFGxaNMI/s1600/P1030379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsROHZgSyYo/TymmokyTTfI/AAAAAAAAEuo/ahdkFGxaNMI/s400/P1030379.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Old Brass and Wood Chandelier painted Nickle Silver!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Doesn't it look AMAZING...now...we will be getting new globes. &amp;nbsp;I had previously purchased a couple light fixtures to replace the single socket lights we had upstairs and we will be getting globes to match them. &amp;nbsp;But of course, they are not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I was SO excited, I started looking for anything else I could paint...I mean...it already stunk like paint...I might as well take advantage of the opportunity...especially since Marion said we would be getting icky weather in the next day or so...and what did my eye fall on but the brass lamp that was in the sitting room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrGuQelWqc8/TymmzvcQIqI/AAAAAAAAEu4/jo9C1mpXhos/s1600/P1030381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrGuQelWqc8/TymmzvcQIqI/AAAAAAAAEu4/jo9C1mpXhos/s400/P1030381.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brass lamp painted Nickle Silver&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yep, I took it outside and coated it down good...I'm really LOVING this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Marion came home he was SO impressed he kissed me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just for the record, they make other Metallic Finishes in case you are not a silver lover like I am...they have brass and copper and I don't know what else...but lots of options. &amp;nbsp;As I was talking to Marion we decided that I probably saved us over $200 in 'replacement' purchases and can probably save more by buying another can and painting the handles in the kitchen instead of replacing them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get back at putting the kitchen back together. &amp;nbsp;I got off on a bunny trail with the Metallic Paint...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2896912495103021002?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2896912495103021002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-new-best-friend-renovation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2896912495103021002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2896912495103021002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-new-best-friend-renovation.html' title='My New Best Friend - Renovation'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl7Xmg5ikK0/TymmPKjwQUI/AAAAAAAAEuY/81A3tw8AKO8/s72-c/P1030375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-5255253729919373328</id><published>2012-01-31T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:03:23.763-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Renovation - Kitchen Backsplash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, so as I mentioned in my previous Kitchen Renovation Post, one of the things we were going to do is update the back splash around the kitchen cabinets. &amp;nbsp;After much deliberation, we decided to go with the &lt;a href="http://fasadeideas.com/collections/classic/classic-styles-and-finishes"&gt;Fasade Decorative Thermoplastic Panels &lt;/a&gt;as mentioned before. &amp;nbsp;We chose the Traditional #4 in Crosshatch Silver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could actually buy them locally at the Hardware Store in Downs, and we liked that idea alot! &amp;nbsp;They are also very easy to install and come with accent stickers for the outlets to bring a uniformed appearance. &amp;nbsp;And as Don Miller said (owner of the Hardware Store) they are alot cheaper than an actual kitchen makeover! &amp;nbsp;Marion got off CHEAP...hehehehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here is what I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought enough panels to cover the area needed. &amp;nbsp;Precut and fitted each piece - placing outlet holes where needed and trim pieces in position. &amp;nbsp;Then I started at one end and began placing the very aggressive adhesive tape to the back of each panel - replacing it before moving to the next panel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SGogYLMZ_rk/Tymtrb9S2EI/AAAAAAAAEvA/vDrlpj27h24/s1600/P1030370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SGogYLMZ_rk/Tymtrb9S2EI/AAAAAAAAEvA/vDrlpj27h24/s400/P1030370.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how I would take one panel down.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTcVLeNdqzc/Tymt5NF3DkI/AAAAAAAAEvI/fjjNeCNX_DI/s1600/P1030371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTcVLeNdqzc/Tymt5NF3DkI/AAAAAAAAEvI/fjjNeCNX_DI/s400/P1030371.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The stove area finished.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kybWluf0vcI/TymuFsxzv_I/AAAAAAAAEvU/fvV6GcNWbyg/s1600/P1030372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kybWluf0vcI/TymuFsxzv_I/AAAAAAAAEvU/fvV6GcNWbyg/s400/P1030372.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;You just place them right on top of the old tile or wall.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I had everything done, it looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yIUHPMMy-ro/TymuR0KfVLI/AAAAAAAAEvc/0_skapMCcHc/s1600/P1030373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yIUHPMMy-ro/TymuR0KfVLI/AAAAAAAAEvc/0_skapMCcHc/s400/P1030373.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note...Marion LOVED the empty counter space...&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely have to try to keep it less cluttered!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can tell in the above picture that it was getting later in the day. &amp;nbsp;So, I waited to 'finish' putting things together until the next day. &amp;nbsp;Here is what things started to look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8HjeiZmc78/TymvIhC6lEI/AAAAAAAAEvk/yiOSL-lSGSs/s1600/P1030384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8HjeiZmc78/TymvIhC6lEI/AAAAAAAAEvk/yiOSL-lSGSs/s400/P1030384.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;drink station in the corner...&lt;br /&gt;coffee, tea, hot chocolate in canisters with coffee flavorings on the side.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;The counter going down the long wall...I couldn't take a whole counter picture because there was 'stuff' already accumulated on the counter as I was putting things away...but I wanted to take a short break and blog this so I just shot a short picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJzCAF7kFBQ/TymvUw8krjI/AAAAAAAAEvw/xgrZH21xGKs/s1600/P1030386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJzCAF7kFBQ/TymvUw8krjI/AAAAAAAAEvw/xgrZH21xGKs/s400/P1030386.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New square canisters with regularly used items...&lt;br /&gt;Wheat flour, brown sugar, sugar, coarse salt.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I am LOVING it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have the paint now too, but first I need to get some other projects lined out before I can fully paint. &amp;nbsp;The new desk top should be ready early next week, so I need to get on tearing out the cabinet, but first I have to relocate the stuff inside of it...just one thing at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I can cross of back splash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-5255253729919373328?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5255253729919373328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/renovation-kitchen-backsplash.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5255253729919373328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5255253729919373328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/renovation-kitchen-backsplash.html' title='Renovation - Kitchen Backsplash'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SGogYLMZ_rk/Tymtrb9S2EI/AAAAAAAAEvA/vDrlpj27h24/s72-c/P1030370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2181958214058724261</id><published>2012-01-30T12:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T12:25:26.172-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MomentbyMoment'/><title type='text'>Loving Mondays</title><content type='html'>OKay...I know I'm strange but I am truly loving Mondays...or maybe it is more of loving the NEWness of Monday's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday starts a new work week. &amp;nbsp;A new chance to get things right. &amp;nbsp;A new chance to start off on the right foot. &amp;nbsp;A new opportunity to get the house in order. &amp;nbsp;A new opportunity to get the laundry done. &amp;nbsp;A new opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is what I'm loving the most right now....new opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I realized that no matter how wretched I feel, how badly I've messed up, or how awful things appear, God gives us new opportunities every day...every moment if we'll take them...His mercies are new every morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing! &amp;nbsp;I don't have to wallow in my pit of black sticky icky despair. &amp;nbsp;I don't have to hold on to my sins and short comings. &amp;nbsp;I CAN walk in newness every morning...every minute! &amp;nbsp;But only because MY GOD is so gracious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not&amp;nbsp;deserving, I'm not worthy, I'm not owed it. &amp;nbsp;It is by GRACE...God's great goodness that overshadows my&amp;nbsp;frailty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key...&amp;nbsp;choosing&amp;nbsp;to do so! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW...that hit me like a ton of bricks. &amp;nbsp;The bottom line...I have to CHOOSE to accept it...walk in it...abide in CHRIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can choose to wallow in my pit and focus on my wrong doings...OR I can choose to walk in His forgiveness, love, and grace. &amp;nbsp;AMAZING the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if any of this is making any sense to you all, but it has been hugely freeing to me today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2181958214058724261?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2181958214058724261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/loving-mondays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2181958214058724261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2181958214058724261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/loving-mondays.html' title='Loving Mondays'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2805142796761368416</id><published>2012-01-27T16:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T16:11:31.108-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 5 - Section 5</title><content type='html'>Rayna awoke to strange surroundings. She couldn't really remember where she was or why she was there. What she did remember was the fever, and she was so thankful it was finally gone. For what seemed like days, Rayna had suffered through a terrible bout of fever. She vaguely remembered kind, female voices and one male voice discussing her condition, but she had been to tired to respond to any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally summoning enough courage and strength (she was very weak) she reached for the bell at the side of her bed. Moments after ringing it, the room was flooded with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three women maids, a nicely dressed man seemingly the doctor, and a another man she vaguely recognized, but couldn't remember stood beside her all asking questions at once. Before she had a chance to answer any of them, the door opened again and Austin entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking one look at the room Austin ordered, “Everyone out but the Master.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they all filed past him, Rayna leaned back on the bed, relived to find one familiar face. When everyone was out, Austin asked, “How a you feeling CherRené?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am tired, weak, hungry, and feel as fowl as a skunk. But most of all, I’d like information.” As Austin nodded trying to hide a smile, she continued, “Where are we, and how long have I been sick?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are in the garrison of Whetherton, and this is the Master Garrett. You have been ill for three days, and to be honest CherRené, I have feared for my life several times during that time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though his expression was serious, his eyes danced with jesting and Rayna could tell he was truly relieved. Still, shock resonated within her - she'd been missing for three days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin must have seen the concern in her expression, and so explained, “Don't fear, CherRené, once the fever took hold of you and I knew you would not be traveling, I sent word to Captain Shalome informing him of the situation. He sent men to reinforce the garrison until you can travel, and to accompany us when you can. The rest of the party has moved on, but we have been in continual contact with the Captain regarding your well being.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can only imagine how all this went over with the CherRio.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin cleared his throat bring Rayna’s attention back to the fact that Master Garrett was still in the room. Shifting her attention to him, “Thank you Master Garrett for your care and protection. If I may, can I impose on you further for a bath and a meal to regain my strength?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nodding in affirmation, Master Garrett bowed and responded, “Immediately, CherRené”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he departed, Rayna gestured for Austin to come closer. “What of those that were pursuing us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin shook his head. “I saw them take a stance outside of the garrison as I shut the gate, but after I was sure of your safety and I went looking for them, they had departed. All tracks were washed away by the rain. We have seen no sign of them since.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“However, if the CherRené would allow, I have many questions I would like to ask to assist me in understanding our current position?”. Rayna nodded her agreement, and Austin continued, “What caused the CherRené to loose sense of her faculties and leave the security of camp in such haste and go on such a careless adventure?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna took a deep breath, she wasn't sure she had the answer to that question, but she’d try, “I was overwhelmed when I discovered, my life was under threat, my Femédam had betrayed me, and my best friend was against me in warding off the attentions of the CherRio. I just had to get away but I never intended for it to get this out of hand.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin nodded, “Have you seen this?” He held out the unsealed parchment from the Ard Vescavo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snatching it away, she asked, “Where did you get that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was in your lap when I found you on the path. It dropped as I helped you mount your horse, but I did not have time to worry about a parchment, so I grabbed it and stuffed it in my saddlebag. I found it two days ago as I was grooming my horse. Being that it was open and you were unable to answer my questions, I read it in hopes of gaining enlightenment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the parchment in her hand, she asked, “And did you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin nodded. “The information in that parchment added to what the Captain has told me, confirms that someone wants you dead. But what I don't understand is why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three more days, Rayna was ready to travel. Master Garrett had been an amazing host, and went all out to meet every request put upon him. Before, Rayna left, she asked for a messenger, which he provided in haste. With this messenger, she sent a glowing recommendation to her father regarding Master Garrett’s protection, care, and capabilities, and sought reinstatement of his garrison position. Even if Father denied her request - or Sage intercepted it - she had honored the man that very well could have saved her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2805142796761368416?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2805142796761368416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2805142796761368416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2805142796761368416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-5.html' title='Chapter 5 - Section 5'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-7579301217608263530</id><published>2012-01-23T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:53:13.178-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 5 - Section 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;As the rain started to fall, Austin sat holding the CherRené clearly relieved to find her alive. When he felt she could speak he asked, “Are you well? Hurt? Anything broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna just shook her head as she tried to gain her breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Austin saw the horses lift their heads and their ears move forward - they heard something. Remembering their secret companions, he asked in a bare whisper, “Can you travel?” he wasn't sure she could, or that she should, but they had no choice. (Why had they not taken advantage of his absence and her weakness?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Rayna nodded and he helped her to her feet. Not wanting to frighten her, he simply said, “I think it best if we be on our way.” Not catching the undertones of what Austin was saying or the concern etched in his brow, Rayna obediently mounted her horse and did not object when Austin took the reigns to lead her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had only gone a little ways when the path widened and Austin brought Rayna to his side. Again, he whispered, “Can you run a horse, CherRené?” Eyeing him curiously, she nodded. ”Then I ask you to ride for your life beside me, and if I stop, you continue until you find the main road and can seek shelter. Is that understood?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer panic rose within her, but she nodded. Without further words, Austin slapped her horse’s flanks, and spurred his own horse into a mad gallop. Rayna saw Austin look back several times and thought she heard horses behind them, but she dare not look back for fear of falling, and fear of knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as the horses were getting lathered up again and Rayna was unsure how much farther they could make it, they suddenly came upon a small garrison. The gates were open, and Austin unquestioningly lead them straight into the courtyard. Dismounting with a leap, Austin did not hesitate but went immediately to secure the gate behind them from their pursuers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Rayna reigned her horse around facing the gate but stayed mounted waiting for Austin’s next orders. As she waited, she noticed the many servants standing in side buildings of the once open courtyard skeptically watching Austin. Rayna knew enough about being protected not to assume or think for herself at this point, so she stayed put and spoke to no one. She was clearly now out of her realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After securing the gate, and seeing that their pursuers were stalled in their attack, Austin turned to demand, “Who is the owner of this garrison? And why is the Travane flag not flying?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several servants who had been milling about gawking at the intruders scurried off to locate their master, while others stayed to keep an eye out. While Austin gathered the reigns of the two horses and again checked on the pursuers stalled outside, an older man came from the Chateau followed by his servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am Garrett of Whetherton how can I be of service to my Lord?” the old man declared as he approached and studied the CherRené.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am Austin of the Royal Guard, and this is the CherRené Rayna of our land. We are being pursued by those who wish us ill, and we seek the protection of your garrison! Does the RioArd have your favor?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheer shock of seeing their CherRené was clear, and Rayna wondered at the last question Austin posed, but Garret stood tall and replied, “The RioArd and his family - save his son - has my favor. You are welcome to my humble provision.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin repeated his unanswered question, “If we have your favor, then why is the flag of our land not flying from your poles?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garret looked to Rayna and answered, “By order of the CherRio Sage, I have been banned from being a royal garrison. We no longer receive the RioArd’s support and men. With that order we were forbidden to fly the flag of our land, but I will offer you the protection of my walls and the men I have as well as my life for the favor of your Father.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin nodded and reached up to help Rayna dismount as the rain was coming more steadily now. Clearly still weak, and obviously cold, Rayna’s knees buckled and she struggled to stand. Seeing the need of the CherRené, Garrett ordered several maids to make ready a room and offered further assistance to Austin in getting her into the Chateau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Austin looked over his shoulder at the gate,&lt;br /&gt;Garrett instructed, “Petra, arm yourself and the first shift to man the gate and surrounding walls. Call the second shift into standby, and allow no one to enter or leave until further notice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a man rushed off to do as he was instructed, Austin nodded his thanks and continued to see to Rayna’s care and further safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-7579301217608263530?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7579301217608263530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7579301217608263530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7579301217608263530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-4.html' title='Chapter 5 - Section 4'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6003205280084328755</id><published>2012-01-23T02:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T02:21:24.161-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MomentbyMoment'/><title type='text'>Our God is Good</title><content type='html'>And knows just what you need when you need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, I had an experience that was not so fun, and I was wrestling with God and how I could have changed things. How I could have responded differently. Though I still believe I spoke truth in love, I realize I had not sought Gods guidance before doing so. When we step out on our own without His covering, things can go wrong. But the good news is that He forgives. He loves. He intervenes on our behalf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly am sorry for how things ended up and I pray that all the people involved will be able to come to reconciliation. To know that our God is bigger than all miscommunications and misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I was up and God brought this song back to me. I got my iPod and listened to it...I bolted the text that ally spoke to me. Our God is good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift Me Up by the Afters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiting for the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a sign&lt;br /&gt;That I'm where you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart is heavy&lt;br /&gt;And the hurt is deep&lt;br /&gt;But when I feel like giving up&lt;br /&gt;You're reminding me&lt;br /&gt;That we all fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But when I hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Your arms wrap around me&lt;br /&gt;Your love catches me so I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I can't see&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;Your love carries me so I'm letting go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I'm not perfect&lt;br /&gt;I know I make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have let you down&lt;br /&gt;But you love me the same&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm surrounded&lt;br /&gt;When I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;When I'm crying out and falling down&lt;br /&gt;You are here to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Your arms wrap around me&lt;br /&gt;Your love catches me so I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I can't see&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;Your love carries me so I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling overtaken with your love&lt;br /&gt;With your love&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I can offer&lt;br /&gt;In this moment I surrender to your love&lt;br /&gt;To your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Your arms wrap around me&lt;br /&gt;Your love catches me so I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Your arms wrap around me&lt;br /&gt;Your love catches me so I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I can't see&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;Your love carries me so I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling overtaken with your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/lift_me_up_lyrics_afters_the.html&lt;br /&gt;All about Afters The: http://www.musictory.com/music/Afters+The&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-6003205280084328755?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6003205280084328755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-god-is-good.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6003205280084328755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6003205280084328755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-god-is-good.html' title='Our God is Good'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-1010836175514673273</id><published>2012-01-21T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:54:41.538-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>My New Food Processor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am so truly blessed! &amp;nbsp;My husband spoils me too! &amp;nbsp;(but don't tell him I said that...lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After going through like 4 small processors, he finally agreed to let me get a nice big good quality Food Processor...and I've used it a TON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpsgYwDwGbI/Tyb5qmhFzcI/AAAAAAAAEtw/_zoftGM7w5U/s1600/P1030338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpsgYwDwGbI/Tyb5qmhFzcI/AAAAAAAAEtw/_zoftGM7w5U/s400/P1030338.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 Cup Cuisinart Food Processor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The first day I got it...I mixed up some butter real quick:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LObnUjTmAfc/Tyb5egkEyQI/AAAAAAAAEto/Hi5IgKY8geY/s1600/P1030336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LObnUjTmAfc/Tyb5egkEyQI/AAAAAAAAEto/Hi5IgKY8geY/s400/P1030336.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So easy and quick!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was so excited...it just churned that stuff in no time! There was no holding down the button...constantly standing in front of it to avoid the motor blowing to pieces...it was SOOOOOO nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got out my block cheese and and shredded several blocks putting cornstarch with it to keep it from sticking together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I got to exploring more...I realized I was out of brown sugar...so I dumped my sugar into the chamber...turned it on and added the&amp;nbsp;molasses&amp;nbsp;through the top feeding tube...and&amp;nbsp;wallah...perfect brown sugar. &amp;nbsp;Nathan even came in as I was putting it in the container and asked what I was making...I told him and his reply was "It doesn't look all clumpy like your usual brown sugar mom!" &amp;nbsp;LOL...and he was right...it blended so smoothly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_nMw04Jzd0/Tyb51qw80FI/AAAAAAAAEt8/j9aSTmmL0UM/s1600/P1030339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_nMw04Jzd0/Tyb51qw80FI/AAAAAAAAEt8/j9aSTmmL0UM/s400/P1030339.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also discovered that I can do doughs in it. &amp;nbsp;I made baking soda biscuits the other day and mixed my dough right in the processor. &amp;nbsp;I have made Root Beer Cookies...mixing both the dough and the frosting in the processor. &amp;nbsp;I even made my tortilla dough in it twice...one corn and one flour...saved my arm a ton of mixing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I decided to try peanut butter. &amp;nbsp;We had all these peanuts from Christmas...so I had the kids sit down and&amp;nbsp;help&amp;nbsp;me shell them...then we whipped up some homemade peanut butter! &amp;nbsp;I forgot to take the picture of the finished peanut butter...but here are the kids shelling the peanuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNmDlKRGJfA/Tyb6MdnriZI/AAAAAAAAEuM/H6rWRAe6Qt8/s1600/P1030369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNmDlKRGJfA/Tyb6MdnriZI/AAAAAAAAEuM/H6rWRAe6Qt8/s320/P1030369.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've also used my processor to slice potatoes for our own tater chips...and chopped onions. &amp;nbsp;I just recently bought apples on sale and can't wait to slice them up and put them in the dehydrator. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm telling you...this processor has already paid for itself! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-1010836175514673273?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1010836175514673273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-new-food-processor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1010836175514673273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1010836175514673273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-new-food-processor.html' title='My New Food Processor'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpsgYwDwGbI/Tyb5qmhFzcI/AAAAAAAAEtw/_zoftGM7w5U/s72-c/P1030338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-7096613607083222012</id><published>2012-01-20T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:30:41.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MomentbyMoment'/><title type='text'>A New Page - Prayer Partners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Notice the new tab at the top next to About M&amp;amp;M Blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mentioned the other day that there are many who read this blog who are strong prayer warriors. &amp;nbsp;It was also mentioned that many would love the opportunity to join with our family in lifting up the needs we are facing or the decisions we are seeking guidance on. &amp;nbsp;Therefore, I decided to add this new page for those who would like to have a reference for what is currently going on in our family and what we are seeking God's direction in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: &amp;nbsp;This is not the place for explanations, discussions, or disagreements. &amp;nbsp;This is not a place we are seeking or trying to draw attention to ourselves. &amp;nbsp;This page is for the benefit of those who have asked for a place to sincerely join with our family in prayer as we go along in the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often pray for various people and the needs we are aware of around the dinner table - as well as personally. &amp;nbsp;If you have a request that our family can join in and lift you or your family up before the Throne of God, please e-mail us your concern and we will add it to our private prayer list (not on the blog). &amp;nbsp;If you are believing for a miracle or God's intervention in your life, please let us know so we can also stand with you in seeking God's will for your situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Hands -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-7096613607083222012?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7096613607083222012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-page-prayer-partners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7096613607083222012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7096613607083222012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-page-prayer-partners.html' title='A New Page - Prayer Partners'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-582499085631934967</id><published>2012-01-19T19:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T08:56:07.814-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 5 - Section 3</title><content type='html'>Rayna rode for what seemed like hours, not looking back and not caring where she went. As the tears streamed down her face, the truth of the last few hours washed over her - there was a threat on her life, her Femédam betrayed her to her brother of all people, and her best friend was of no use to her - not to mention the unwanted attention from NikéLon. Oh, how she felt alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly exhausted from her ride and suddenly aware of the lather on the horse, Rayna slowed to a walk and finally to a halt. Slipping from the saddle, she found her legs would not hold her and she didn't even care. Sinking into a puddle on the ground, Rayna’s shoulders began to shake from the sobs that suddenly racked her body. Rayna had thought there were no more tears left in her, but the sorrow was deep inside her, deeper than she even comprehended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Austin was getting worried. A storm was quickly approaching and though he could easily follow the CherRené’s tracks now, she would be utterly lost if she took another side path and the rain started before he caught up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last hour he had been berating himself for taking the time to turn around and inform the Captain of the CherRené’s sudden departure. He had assumed she would only go for a short ride and turn back, but when that was clearly not what she had in mind - if she was thinking at all - he had decided to back track and inform the Captain. He had been confident that he could quickly track her back down, but in his haste to return to his duty, he had taken for granted that the CherRené would stay on the main route. She on the other hand had apparently changed her route spontaneously - several times. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his mounting desire to find her, and her continual unpredictability, he actually lost her trail. Retracing his steps wasted precious time, and now, the clouds hung vicariously over him threatening to open up at any moment. If ever he needed the Divine to hear his prayer, it was now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, his attention was drawn to the path before him - three tracks. They had long since left the main road and ventured down an unused side path that led no where inparticular - at least that is what it appeared to Austin. Up until now, he’d only seen the hoof prints from the CherRené’s horse and a few wild animal tracks. Now suddenly in the middle of the path, with no crossroad around, two more sets of hoof prints emerged. What that could possibly mean made the hair on the back of Austin’s neck stand on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being familiar with the area, Austin had been on heightened guard and very uneasy but he had not seen any sign of being followed. Whoever it was, was good - maybe even the best! On the positive side, the unpacked dirt of the path made it easy to see the tracks. The bad news was that the trail was narrow and full of curves - any number of threats could be just around the next corner with no way to escape. Staring at the three sets of hoof prints on the path now before him, bile rose to his throat - what if he was too late? Forcing the negative thoughts aside, he pushed himself to concentrate on locating the CherRené - dead or alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back tracking slightly he found that two riders had been following on each side of the path for what appeared to be aways back. But, the trees grew too dense and the followers were forced to reveal themselves or give up on their prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new information greatly disturbed him and his riding and his prayers became more fervent. But not too long after he started his mad dash, he halted again. The CherRené’s horse had slowed down and the followers had diverted to the sides again. Pressing on, he rounded a corner and breathed a moment of relief at seeing the CherRené.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as the relief came, it vanished. She was slouched on the ground, covered in dirt, and the horse was not tethered but foraging around a few paces off. Racing to her side, he vaulted from the saddle, and came to a thunderous landing beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna screamed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wildly hitting at the mass that held her, she screamed for all she was worth. Vaguely she thought she heard her name. What? Could this beast that entrapped her speak? Did her attacker know her? Frantically she struggled - against her restraints, against the confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling her thoughts together, she realized she had fallen asleep, and then awoken by a thunderous blast and massive restraints shaking her to the core. In her haze of distress and exhaustion, Rayna could not put it all together as fear gripped her at remembering the Captain’s hint at a threat on her life. Forcing herself to calm down she peered into the growing darkness - something else she could not comprehend, was it really that late, had she slept that long. She searched for anything familiar about her attacker, anything she could use for leverage. Finally, it hit her, Austin! She was safe, Austin was with her, she leaned into him and began weeping - again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ddac17; color: #191919; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Copyright © 2011-12 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-582499085631934967?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/582499085631934967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/582499085631934967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/582499085631934967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-3.html' title='Chapter 5 - Section 3'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4001263199400771102</id><published>2012-01-19T17:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T17:18:49.577-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><title type='text'>Abi's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Abi got her glasses today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out our beautiful grown up little girl:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Po2ObO60RK0/Txij2eVcs6I/AAAAAAAAEhc/ckYTbxcvFjY/s1600/P1030365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Po2ObO60RK0/Txij2eVcs6I/AAAAAAAAEhc/ckYTbxcvFjY/s400/P1030365.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone agrees they really age her...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlmAVxXIPpg/TxikCtV4cYI/AAAAAAAAEhk/Ax8S3Z1807E/s1600/P1030367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlmAVxXIPpg/TxikCtV4cYI/AAAAAAAAEhk/Ax8S3Z1807E/s400/P1030367.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pretty sides.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;She had told us many times that things far away aren't blurry anymore and she keeps noticing things like the smudges on the window and the skid marks on the road...things she never saw before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4001263199400771102?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4001263199400771102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/abis-big-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4001263199400771102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4001263199400771102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/abis-big-day.html' title='Abi&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Po2ObO60RK0/Txij2eVcs6I/AAAAAAAAEhc/ckYTbxcvFjY/s72-c/P1030365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-241442281597266783</id><published>2012-01-15T23:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:13:57.504-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 5 - Section 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>Chapter 5 - Section 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she had walked a good distance away from Nikélon’s tent, Rayna stopped abruptly. “Explain yourself Captain.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I beg your pardon CherRene?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How did you know I was alone with the CherRio. Are you spying on me?” Rayna tried not to sound peeved or relieved, she just wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, the Captain replied with compassion but conviction, “CherRené, I have been strictly charged by the RioArd himself regarding your care, and though I will not repeat my orders to you, I will tell you that tonight's meeting was not approved. You will not again meet with the CherRio unattended.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna’s brow lifted as she replied defensively, “I was not alone, Captain, my femédam was chaperone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Shalome glanced at the femédam who shrank back in her stance, “And what could she do in an attempt on the CherRené’s life? No, you will not meet with the CherRio alone without one of my men present.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shock resonated on Rayna’s face at the mention of her safety. She could only imagine what the Captain’s orders were and what information her Father had obtained in order to give them. She was barely aware as the Captain took her arm and began to lead her away from camp to a more secure location to converse. And she did not notice until much later, that her femédam had been escorted away at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was absorbing what the Captain had said regarding her life being threatened, the Captain continued, “In fact CherRené, I would like you to meet Austin.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mention of his name, the burly soldier who had entered on the right of the Captain and whom had unknowingly followed her earlier stepped forward. He nodded his acknowledgement of the CherRené but stood silently as she took in his imposing stature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood nearly a foot taller than the Captain. His arms were like limbs on an oak tree and from what she could tell of his legs, they were equally massive. But there was a softness in his features...his eyes resonated compassion, kindness, concern. Rayna remembered his imposing demeanor in the tent but saw none of that harshness now. She had been afraid of him then, but not now. This contrast intrigued her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, her musings were cut short by the Captain, “Austin is charged specifically with your care. I trust him with my life, thus, I trust him with you. I had hoped to keep his assignment under wraps a bit longer, but tonight proves the need for you to know of his charge.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning her to meet his gaze he sternly instructed, “No one else is to know of his specific charge, not even your femédam.” Pausing to make sure she absorbed that, he asked, “Do you understand? It is imperative right now that no one else know you have a private guard.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Rayna’s acknowledging nod, he continued, “He will stay in the background but now that you are aware of him I'm sure you will see him frequently. If you ever get another summons for a private meeting with the CherRio, you are to step outside your tent and declare ’I need an escort’, Austin will come to you. I trust you will not give him a rough time of it and will allow him to do his job.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna nodded as she looked around and noticed how secluded they were. Yyvan was no where around, and for some reason that gave Rayna peace. Glancing again at Austin, Rayna sheepishly said, “Thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5 - Section 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until the next morning that Rayna remembered the parchment that Vescavo Jeroha had given Yyvan. When she first inquired of it, Rayna thought for a moment that Yyvan was going to deny receiving it. But she finally broke down and went to retrieve it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon receiving it, Rayna quickly became furious. Standing in a rage, she demanded “Explain yourself Femédam and be aware you are on shaky ground.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna waited several minutes as Yyvan gathered her defense but her slow coming answer did not bode well with Rayna. Again, Rayna demanded, “Yyvan, explain why the seal on my personal correspondence has been broken! You know this is a capital offense and I could have you arrested for treason against your crown!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Yyvan responded, “I was instructed under duress of my own neck to intercept and relay any correspondences between you and the Rio Vescavo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By whom?” Rayna began to pace with the read parchment firmly grasped in her hand, still unread by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yyvan swallowed hard, but reluctantly answered, “The CherRio, with specific direction that if you found out, it would be my head by either your hand or his!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayna froze in place purely shocked and confused. “You would take a directive from a foreign CherRio over the loyalty to your own crown?” Rayna was truly crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Yyvan was quick to clarify, “No CherRené, CherRio Sage was the one who gave me the ultimatum.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made more since, but still Rayna was deeply hurt that the woman she had trusted and grown up with all her life would stoop so low and keep such information from her. Suddenly the thought hit her, (What else was her Femédam keeping from her?) And her brother, she expected such things from him, but what was he doing make such drastic directives of betrayal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several moments of harsh silence, Rayna made her way to the door of her tent and declared, “I need an escort please.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately Austin was at her side, looking a bit confused but obeying. Turning to him, she declared, “I need a horse.” Bowing, he withdrew to meet her demand unquestioned - for the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yyvan had followed her out of the tent, and began to protest as she reminded the CherRené of her obligations for the morning with CherRio NikéLon. But Rayna simply lifted her hand to silence her. As Austin brought two horses to her side, Rayna instructed without so much as glancing her way, “You will send my regrets to the CherRio regarding my absence, and inquire if Onevé would be willing to stand in my stead. Then you will begin instructing Regan of your duties as Femédam.” Without another word, she mounted her horse, and rode off in a fast gallope, with Austin close at her heels and tears streaming down her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011-12 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-241442281597266783?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/241442281597266783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-1-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/241442281597266783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/241442281597266783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-5-section-1-2.html' title='Chapter 5 - Section 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4933258516657915229</id><published>2012-01-14T17:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T18:10:42.020-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan'/><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration with another Erupting Volcano Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today we had the joint birthday party for Cousin B and Jonny. &amp;nbsp;The extra things that Aunt K brought really MADE the cakes! Oh to be in a large town with Candy Stores just down the road! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She found some awesome gummy sharks and gators, some rubber reptiles and palm trees and then she brought the thing that capped it all off...Chocolate ROCKS! &amp;nbsp;I had forgotten such things even&amp;nbsp;existed, but I'll tell you what...I think I'll be taking a trip down to Salina when my next cake is due!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, here are the pictures of the finished cake:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7QKkqO1Bbnc/TxINzgBzCQI/AAAAAAAAEgY/GF6mU2gXK4I/s1600/P1030340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7QKkqO1Bbnc/TxINzgBzCQI/AAAAAAAAEgY/GF6mU2gXK4I/s400/P1030340.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both together on the blue ocean table cloth.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5q5A2BQJo0/TxIODGkH4kI/AAAAAAAAEgk/v8tZasdDSm0/s1600/P1030341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5q5A2BQJo0/TxIODGkH4kI/AAAAAAAAEgk/v8tZasdDSm0/s400/P1030341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin B's cake with palm trees, gators, and reptiles!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egXI7YUpTcA/TxIOO2mNJzI/AAAAAAAAEgs/y3PyiLxx3Hw/s1600/P1030342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egXI7YUpTcA/TxIOO2mNJzI/AAAAAAAAEgs/y3PyiLxx3Hw/s400/P1030342.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gummy sharks in the ocean!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fq2q5JjreJQ/TxIOetVACQI/AAAAAAAAEg0/n5NnxvQNqbY/s1600/P1030343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fq2q5JjreJQ/TxIOetVACQI/AAAAAAAAEg0/n5NnxvQNqbY/s400/P1030343.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonny's volcano cake surrounded by lizards and snakes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUnky6nrpOE/TxIOpaUQTdI/AAAAAAAAEhA/ZDGs2HbeS3U/s1600/P1030345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUnky6nrpOE/TxIOpaUQTdI/AAAAAAAAEhA/ZDGs2HbeS3U/s400/P1030345.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys blowing out their candles.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4C7ewrRguFQ/TxIO2HJQF1I/AAAAAAAAEhI/Jdw18vD6JDk/s1600/P1030350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4C7ewrRguFQ/TxIO2HJQF1I/AAAAAAAAEhI/Jdw18vD6JDk/s400/P1030350.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening presents!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Jonny didn't get his gift from us yet...he'll have to wait until his birthday for that but they did have a couple of gifts that they got to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around we were able to get the volcano on video. &amp;nbsp;We had a bit of a problem with it erupting, but we finally got it going. &amp;nbsp;Here are the two video clips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/jHOlkWpHs9s/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHOlkWpHs9s?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHOlkWpHs9s?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/V2IkxXVzrk4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2IkxXVzrk4?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2IkxXVzrk4?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad that the dry ice didn't all disipate before we had the chance to use it. &amp;nbsp;Though this eruption wasn't as 'awesome' as Nathan's, it made the cake special and the boys had a great time I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4933258516657915229?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4933258516657915229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-celebration-with-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4933258516657915229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4933258516657915229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-celebration-with-another.html' title='Birthday Celebration with another Erupting Volcano Cake'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7QKkqO1Bbnc/TxINzgBzCQI/AAAAAAAAEgY/GF6mU2gXK4I/s72-c/P1030340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6968615143950692033</id><published>2012-01-11T18:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T18:02:25.527-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan'/><title type='text'>The Tag Team Birthday Cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As Jonathan's birthday approaches, the discussion starts on what the plan will be! &amp;nbsp;Since we started the every other year celebration with Cousin B (since Jonathan and him share a birthday) we've had alot of fun coming up with joint themes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year, the request came early (like right after Nathan's birthday) for duo volcano cake explosion! &amp;nbsp;As the months passed, the request changed to a crater cake with a volcano cake - because after all craters are older&amp;nbsp;volcanoes! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, yesterday I got the cakes baked and the fluff made and so today I was only going to start making the&amp;nbsp;frosting&amp;nbsp;and deciding on the color schemes. &amp;nbsp;It was requested that they be 'Island' themed...so lots of water and more&amp;nbsp;grays&amp;nbsp;and blues! &amp;nbsp;But, as I started thinking...it just flowed and the next thing I knew I had Cousin B's cake done! &amp;nbsp;I really like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rEGlIVVT3XQ/Tw4dJXVdVBI/AAAAAAAAEfY/D2RasztS2Bw/s1600/P1030322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rEGlIVVT3XQ/Tw4dJXVdVBI/AAAAAAAAEfY/D2RasztS2Bw/s400/P1030322.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Started with a bluish gray then added a blue green.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-Br9GzZ-GU/Tw4dVk6UJQI/AAAAAAAAEfg/p_BDQt7KZHs/s1600/P1030323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-Br9GzZ-GU/Tw4dVk6UJQI/AAAAAAAAEfg/p_BDQt7KZHs/s400/P1030323.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided I better get the water on and some of the accents I had.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EP_xIsPI8Ik/Tw4fk46vCOI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/WYDJqPe7nm8/s1600/P1030325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EP_xIsPI8Ik/Tw4fk46vCOI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/WYDJqPe7nm8/s400/P1030325.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finished up the beach and roughage - &lt;br /&gt;I also poured in the lake water...but I guess I didn't get a picture of that!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The I hit a problem. &amp;nbsp;Jonny's volcano. &amp;nbsp;I really should have stopped and waited but hey...I already had a mess so why not just keep going. &amp;nbsp;But I really had no&amp;nbsp;inspiration&amp;nbsp;for how to make this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-viPe9aDqvbk/Tw4drS54waI/AAAAAAAAEf0/ZdJhtQrUalw/s1600/P1030328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-viPe9aDqvbk/Tw4drS54waI/AAAAAAAAEf0/ZdJhtQrUalw/s400/P1030328.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My blank canvas...with a blank idea!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_ny6eDeiWU/Tw4d1-9gK2I/AAAAAAAAEf8/XzT5GhXOcE0/s1600/P1030330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_ny6eDeiWU/Tw4d1-9gK2I/AAAAAAAAEf8/XzT5GhXOcE0/s400/P1030330.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I finished with...hey...cut me some slack...&lt;br /&gt;you can only have so much creativity in one night...lol!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I decided to have the volcano on a&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;plate because if we can't get the dry ice, or if the dry ice&amp;nbsp;dissipates&amp;nbsp;before we use it on Saturday well then...we will go with plan b and I didn't want plan b to ruin both cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the joint part...Aunt K is bringing more decorations to add to the cakes to make them more ISLANDY and I still need to get the 'boulder/rocks' for Cousin B's crater. &amp;nbsp;I tried to make rocks out of the chocolate chips I had...well...you can see that wasn't such a hot idea...but hey...they are edible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UczDZEYdz2A/Tw4eCB5LqyI/AAAAAAAAEgI/Pim3Ll7OUdA/s1600/P1030331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UczDZEYdz2A/Tw4eCB5LqyI/AAAAAAAAEgI/Pim3Ll7OUdA/s400/P1030331.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll get oreos for the crater!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'll get pictures of the final final and the birthday fun. &amp;nbsp;Maybe this time we'll actually get a video of the eruption as well...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-6968615143950692033?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6968615143950692033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/tag-team-birthday-cakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6968615143950692033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6968615143950692033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/tag-team-birthday-cakes.html' title='The Tag Team Birthday Cakes'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rEGlIVVT3XQ/Tw4dJXVdVBI/AAAAAAAAEfY/D2RasztS2Bw/s72-c/P1030322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6592908103444588</id><published>2012-01-11T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:49:11.134-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathan'/><title type='text'>Nathan's First Tooth</title><content type='html'>Wow...this week is full of firsts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan lost his first tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aoqQ_Pa-GFQ/Tw3mf6frUWI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/T3LLHdAUF6w/s1600/P1030321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aoqQ_Pa-GFQ/Tw3mf6frUWI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/T3LLHdAUF6w/s400/P1030321.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tooth to the right is also loose!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he discovered his tooth was loose to begin with he was very scared and did NOT want it to come out because it would hurt! And this subject has been the issue of MANY conversations and prayers as of late, but I tried to down play it and actually ignore the inevitable encouraging Nate to give it to God and let Him help him with this part of growing up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lo and behold, praise God, it just happened! &amp;nbsp;He was apparently just laying down upstairs chewing on the lip of his sippy and 'pop' it came out...hardly any blood, hardly any pain...now he is so excited he can barely lay still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more proof that our God cares about us and He hears our prayers! &amp;nbsp;Even down to the loose tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Big Teeth Family Nathan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-6592908103444588?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6592908103444588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/nathans-first-tooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6592908103444588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6592908103444588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/nathans-first-tooth.html' title='Nathan&apos;s First Tooth'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aoqQ_Pa-GFQ/Tw3mf6frUWI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/T3LLHdAUF6w/s72-c/P1030321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4019427022678819560</id><published>2012-01-09T14:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:48:33.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><title type='text'>Abi’s getting glasses!</title><content type='html'>Sure enough, the doctor today said that she grew enough that her eyes need some near eye adjustment (meaning she can see better closer up but not so well far away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, her glasses are on order and and we should have them in about a week. I'll post pictures once we have them but for now we are enjoying our glasses free Abi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zoq5sAlOlPI/TwuIwOKTECI/AAAAAAAAEa4/RE0SUtrrgAw/s1600/A2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zoq5sAlOlPI/TwuIwOKTECI/AAAAAAAAEa4/RE0SUtrrgAw/s320/A2.JPG" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.she wasn't very excited until she found out she could get pink glasses with diamonds...then they seemed to be okay...lol! &amp;nbsp;(The picture below is not identical but very close to those that she will be getting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="View Actual Image Size for: Float-Milan FLT-KP 222 Eyeglasses, Frames" height="206" src="http://designer-eyeglasses.go-optic.com/DFRAMES/IMAGES/169E3044.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4019427022678819560?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4019427022678819560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/abis-getting-glasses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4019427022678819560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4019427022678819560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/abis-getting-glasses.html' title='Abi’s getting glasses!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zoq5sAlOlPI/TwuIwOKTECI/AAAAAAAAEa4/RE0SUtrrgAw/s72-c/A2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-5013793841821716211</id><published>2012-01-06T09:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:03:56.103-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - Section 4</title><content type='html'>Onev&amp;#233; had not been pleased as Rayna had feared, but after dining in the tent with Nik&amp;#233;lon and the rest of their company, her attitude had changed.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You are so fortunate to have earned the interest of the CherRio,&amp;quot; Onev&amp;#233; gushed as they made their way to the accommodations set up for the honored women of the tour. &amp;quot;He is such a fine catch - funny, charming, considerate, and clearly taken by you.&amp;quot; Rayna arched her brows in the beginnings of a protest but was stopped by Onev&amp;#233;&amp;#39;s further rantings, &amp;quot;As you know, I was rather upset when I got the summons. I had three interviews for potential husbands this week alone, but now I can see this is going to be a grand adventure. Why, Nik&amp;#233;lon is so charming, and you are so mysterious.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Putting her arm in Rayna&amp;#39;s as they walked, Onev&amp;#233; gushed more, &amp;quot;I see now that this,&amp;quot; waving her hand in the air for exaggeration &amp;quot;is such a reprieve from the drudgery and stuffiness of meetings and courting dull men! How grand it is that we get this time away from the ever watching eyes of the Cort&amp;#233; to be free and adventurous.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;She paused to take a contemplating breath and then finished, &amp;quot;To think, I will have a part in our land&amp;#39;s history...the match making of the RioArd&amp;#39;s daughter!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;As they walked, Rayna began to wonder if having Onev&amp;#233; as her companion may not have been the best choice after all. For the first hour after they had arrived at her Chateau, Onev&amp;#233; had talked nonstop about how distressed she had been to have to leave all her plans behind. Then, for the next hour after that, Rayna had endured the endless and disbelieving questions as Onev&amp;#233; familiarized herself with the events that led up to her summons. &lt;p&gt;Rayna had actually welcomed it when Nik&amp;#233;lon stopped the carriage to inform the ladies that they would be crossing a river and needed to prepare for a rough ride. At first, Rayna had questioned why they were not using the bridge, as she knew her father was notorious for road upkeep, but Captain Shalome reminded the CherRen&amp;#233; that they were not traveling the main roads for privacy reasons. Of course, Nik&amp;#233;lon wasted no time in taking advantage of the opportunity and insisted on riding with the ladies &amp;#39;in case there was a need for assistance&amp;#39;.&lt;p&gt;It was only a short ride - mostly in silence - but once Nik&amp;#233;lon had departed, Onev&amp;#233; declared, &amp;quot;The tension between you two is so thick, I thought I&amp;#39;d suffocate. What is the deal, don&amp;#39;t you want to marry him?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This had been the first indication that it was Rayna&amp;#39;s dear friend sitting across from her and not some other stuck up Cort&amp;#233;. Though Rayna did not feel a release to share all the details - especially the dreams - Rayna had given Onev&amp;#233; enough information that she knew marrying Nik&amp;#233;lon was NOT in Rayna&amp;#39;s plan. Nonetheless, Onev&amp;#233; had insisted that she&amp;#39;d do all she could to help Rayna - that is help her see what a catch the CherRio Nik&amp;#233;lon truly was. The next hour crawled by as Onev&amp;#233; pointed out all the positive reasons for a union with the CherRio and relived all the horrid events of her own search for a decent husband.&lt;p&gt;Rayna had never been more glad as when she heard they were stopping for the night to set up camp. And now, after enduring a long dinner in a stuffy tent, all she could think about was the comfort of her cot in yet another tent and the silence the night would bring her. &lt;p&gt;But as they entered the tent, Rayna was accosted by Yyvan. &amp;quot;Pardon ChereRen&amp;#233;, but you have been summoned to the CherRio&amp;#39;s tent.&amp;quot; At the beginning of Rayna&amp;#39;s objection, Yyvan reminded her, &amp;quot;The RioArd issued the decree that you are to be the CherRio&amp;#39;s companion on this trip, and he has requested your presence&amp;quot;. &lt;p&gt;When Rayna did not move to respond, Onev&amp;#233; jumped in, &amp;quot;Oh how grand, a secret and private meeting with your betrothed. How much more romantic can you get?&amp;quot; She nudged Rayna toward the door.&lt;p&gt;Squaring her shoulders in defiance, Rayna boldly commanded, &amp;quot;Yyvan, inform the CherRio that it is highly inappropriate for a CherRen&amp;#233; to have,&amp;quot; glancing directly at Onev&amp;#233; to make her point, &amp;quot;secret and private meetings in the dark.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Yyvan did not move to deliver the message but instead quietly replied, &amp;quot;I will be joining you.&amp;quot; At the questioning look of Rayna, she went on to explained, &amp;quot;The CherRio knew you&amp;#39;d object and so he requested I chaperone.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Rayna exhaled heavily. She had no other real objection and no excuse worthy of justification. Resigning herself to the obedience of a summons she did not want to give in to, she turned and exited the tent with heavy steps, making sure Yyvan was close on her heels. What Rayna didn&amp;#39;t notice was the soldier who also followed.&lt;p&gt;A few moments later Rayna reluctantly entered Nik&amp;#233;lon&amp;#39;s tent after being announced by the sentry at the door. The soldier whom had followed her, waited long enough to assure she was staying, and then turned to report what he saw as he had been directed.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m so glad you could come,&amp;quot; Nik&amp;#233;lon fawned over Rayna as he escorted her to his luxurious sitting area and poured her a drink.&lt;p&gt;Rayna tried to smile, faking a yawn as she replied, &amp;quot;My pleasure, but I am afraid I am not the best of companions right now as I am very tired after the draining events of the day.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;Nik&amp;#233;Lon nodded in acknowledgement, but didn&amp;#39;t seem to be willing to let her go. She continued to sit sipping her drink as Nik&amp;#233;Lon seemed to be working up to the nerve to convey the purpose for his summons. Yyvan stood by the wall behind them and Nik&amp;#233;Lon glanced at her precariously several times. Rayna had no idea what Yyvan would do if Nik&amp;#233;lon did anything inappropriate, but she did feel a measure of comfort not being alone with this man.&lt;p&gt;After several moments of idol chatting about the countryside and nothing else of import, Nik&amp;#233;Lon had inched his way next to Rayna and had placed his arm around her. &lt;p&gt;Just as she was getting uncomfortable with his closeness there was a commotion at the entryway.  Captain Shalome appeared flanked by two rather imposing soldiers, &amp;quot;CherRen&amp;#233;, I insist you come with me now!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Jumping at the intrusion, Nik&amp;#233;Lon began to protest, when Rayna stepped in front of him and placed a gentle hand on his arm, &amp;quot;Thank you CherRio for your kind invitation, but I truly am tired and need to retire for the evening.&amp;quot; Turning to the Captain, Rayna declared, &amp;quot;I would greatly appreciate the escort back to my tent dear Captain.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Copyright &amp;#169; 2011-12 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-5013793841821716211?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5013793841821716211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-4-section-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5013793841821716211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5013793841821716211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-4-section-4.html' title='Chapter 4 - Section 4'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-364455672127808911</id><published>2012-01-03T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:08:16.501-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><title type='text'>A Unique Recipe from Abi's School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today in Abigail's Reading lesson, she was introduced to something called Halva! &amp;nbsp;They gave a recipe for us to try and so we did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you can read from the lesson, it is a Pakistan recipe. &amp;nbsp;Now, we don't have Cardamom anywhere around here, so I had to find something different. &amp;nbsp;Interestingly enough, they don't have a really great substitute suggestion, but we did find &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/info_8063852_cardamom-substitutes.html"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt; that we went off of. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously...as I started making it, I thought "The kids are NOT going to eat this!"...I mean...the staple ingredient is CARROTS! &amp;nbsp;But I gave it a try anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrPPvwClciw/TybvzsAaPWI/AAAAAAAAEtg/bMTAD7WQSdE/s1600/P1030319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrPPvwClciw/TybvzsAaPWI/AAAAAAAAEtg/bMTAD7WQSdE/s400/P1030319.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I even had the pistachios on hand...&lt;br /&gt;though next time I will probably have to try a different nut!&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't have raisins...so we used dried cherries.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also have to admit that when cooking the carrots in the milk and then reading we had to cook down ALL the liquid...I was feeling a bit hopeless that this was going to work...but here you can see...we melted the butter and added the mixture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NitQXIqurtY/TybvFX5ohcI/AAAAAAAAEtA/tJMODgpb5kY/s1600/P1030316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NitQXIqurtY/TybvFX5ohcI/AAAAAAAAEtA/tJMODgpb5kY/s400/P1030316.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long before it started browning and turning reddish...when it was done...I made it into balls and put it on a cooling rack for the kids. &amp;nbsp;They could hardly keep their hands off it to let it cool down and once it was cool...IT WAS GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not joking...my kids DEVOURED them! &amp;nbsp;C-A-R-R-O-T-S! &amp;nbsp;It was like the best thing EVER! &amp;nbsp;We will definitely be making this again! &amp;nbsp;What a healthy snack...I mean...yes...it does have alot of sugar...but I might be able to fudge on that some...they still ate FOUR CUPS OF CARROTS! &amp;nbsp;I'm in awe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some awesome texture pictures...it was really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-364455672127808911?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/364455672127808911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/unique-recipe-from-abis-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/364455672127808911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/364455672127808911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/unique-recipe-from-abis-school.html' title='A Unique Recipe from Abi&apos;s School'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrPPvwClciw/TybvzsAaPWI/AAAAAAAAEtg/bMTAD7WQSdE/s72-c/P1030319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8575213076737729737</id><published>2012-01-02T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:25:42.102-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><title type='text'>Chores Again...A New System for a New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know about you, but Chores seems to be an endless battle around here. &amp;nbsp;Trying to figure out who does what, when they should do them...ugh...sometimes I wonder if it is worth it...and then when it all goes smoothly and I go to bed with a clean house I say "YES IT IS!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some of you might remember when I introduced a new chore system for us in 2010...&lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-new-chore-chart.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is the post if you want to read it. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, it didn't really WORK. &amp;nbsp;I mean...the idea was good, but the follow through was horrible. &amp;nbsp;The kids never remembered to move their little slips of paper and we always forgot to put them back. &amp;nbsp;It just didn't work like it was supposed to - at least not for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After trying several different options last year, I decided why not ask the kids. &amp;nbsp;I mean...it is THEIR chores after all...why not ask them what THEY want to have to remind them of their chores. &amp;nbsp;I was sure they were tired of me harping on them all the time so...I gave it a try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I sat the kids down and told them I was tired of harping on them and I was sure they were too. &amp;nbsp;I told them we needed to come up with a system that THEY would DO! &amp;nbsp;After several minutes of discussion, we decided to try&amp;nbsp;note cards&amp;nbsp;in envelopes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wish I had pictures for you but I didn't think of taking them then because I wasn't sure how it would work. What we basically did was take plain old note cards and I printed a chore on one side (pictures for those that couldn't read) and a stop sign on the other side. &amp;nbsp;Then I taped three envelopes to the refrigerator and put their cards in the envelopes. &amp;nbsp; Then in the morning, I would say, "Chore Time" and it was understood that they went to their cards, did each one turning them so that the stop sign faced out when done and placing it at the back. &amp;nbsp;When all the stop signs were facing forward, their chores were done! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Amazingly...it worked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It worked so well that we soon had to&amp;nbsp;laminate&amp;nbsp;the cards because of the constant use. &amp;nbsp;Then we had to&amp;nbsp;replace&amp;nbsp;the envelopes because the laminated cards were too heavy for the paper envelopes. &amp;nbsp;This was when I decided to start looking into making the system more durable for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is what I came up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugapwcsmlvE/TybhLPhT5XI/AAAAAAAAEsU/jsLcMC5nFlE/s1600/P1030297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugapwcsmlvE/TybhLPhT5XI/AAAAAAAAEsU/jsLcMC5nFlE/s400/P1030297.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First I reprinted the cards &lt;br /&gt;(most were unusable by now anyway)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I chose to use the color coded system we had in the house (Abi - pink, Nate - blue, Jonny - green, E - yellow) to help them keep their cards from getting intermixed. &amp;nbsp;So I just bought a pack of colored index cards at the store and printed them from the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSMuqxDOo2I/TybhrQKvsGI/AAAAAAAAEsw/USSXgW589JU/s1600/P1030300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSMuqxDOo2I/TybhrQKvsGI/AAAAAAAAEsw/USSXgW589JU/s400/P1030300.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, I took clear contact paper &lt;br /&gt;and sandwiched the cards in between two sheets to laminate them good.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;See the brown scraper at the top of the above picture...it helped alot in getting the bubbles and creases out of the sheets for better laminating. &amp;nbsp;If I ever have to do this again, I will probably cut the width twice as big and just fold it over instead of cutting to&amp;nbsp;similarly&amp;nbsp;sized pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we had new fresh cards, the problem came with what do we put them in! &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, I was walking through the office supply area of our local Alco and I found these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugqwca-pxco/Tybh2Ifl1EI/AAAAAAAAEs4/YqFA3Wd09mM/s1600/P1030301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugqwca-pxco/Tybh2Ifl1EI/AAAAAAAAEs4/YqFA3Wd09mM/s400/P1030301.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cut off the top flap of these plastic envelopes,&lt;br /&gt;and bought some self adhesive magnetic sheets to attach to the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The whole backside of these are magnet now so they hold pretty sturdily to the refrigerator. &amp;nbsp;You can see how they fit two sets of cards...one is for morning chores and the other is for evening cores. &amp;nbsp;I designated the evening chores with a star at the top so they could keep "brushing teeth" or other duplicate cards on the correct side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been AMAZING! &amp;nbsp;No more constant instructing, harping, or griping (except for timeliness...if only I had a great solution for that!...lol) &amp;nbsp;Even Jonny can 'read' his cards with the pictures. &amp;nbsp;Morning chores run smoothly - though evening chores we struggle with when to start them...but I just introduced them with the new plastic system...so I have hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8575213076737729737?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8575213076737729737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chores-againa-new-system-for-new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8575213076737729737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8575213076737729737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/chores-againa-new-system-for-new-year.html' title='Chores Again...A New System for a New Year'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugapwcsmlvE/TybhLPhT5XI/AAAAAAAAEsU/jsLcMC5nFlE/s72-c/P1030297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-1868483481012279002</id><published>2011-12-30T18:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T18:23:43.499-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathan'/><title type='text'>Nathan's 6 Year Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I am aware that he turned six back in October, but hey...you take the picture when you can take the picture...right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, here is the few shots we took of him and the one we used as his 'official'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLPhDnyKN7A/TyM907blelI/AAAAAAAAErs/l48aI34Mg60/s1600/P1030307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLPhDnyKN7A/TyM907blelI/AAAAAAAAErs/l48aI34Mg60/s400/P1030307.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;being &amp;nbsp;fun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3At95Gej8Vs/TyM-ByxP1FI/AAAAAAAAEr4/jvUeUKAP6vE/s1600/P1030310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3At95Gej8Vs/TyM-ByxP1FI/AAAAAAAAEr4/jvUeUKAP6vE/s400/P1030310.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qReB-xyrm3s/TyM-QMH0UWI/AAAAAAAAEsA/dQd6C9-PGjM/s1600/P1030315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qReB-xyrm3s/TyM-QMH0UWI/AAAAAAAAEsA/dQd6C9-PGjM/s400/P1030315.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up&amp;nbsp;photo shopping&amp;nbsp;the picture a bit to make it work the best but here it is...the official:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_B_E9YEocg/TyM-U0QlUpI/AAAAAAAAEsI/E-QkMlA5qlo/s1600/N+(4)t+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_B_E9YEocg/TyM-U0QlUpI/AAAAAAAAEsI/E-QkMlA5qlo/s400/N+(4)t+copy.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And now...December is caught up...on to 2012!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-1868483481012279002?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1868483481012279002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/nathans-6-year-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1868483481012279002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1868483481012279002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/nathans-6-year-picture.html' title='Nathan&apos;s 6 Year Picture'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLPhDnyKN7A/TyM907blelI/AAAAAAAAErs/l48aI34Mg60/s72-c/P1030307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8675349330729804767</id><published>2011-12-30T15:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:16:29.717-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - Section 3</title><content type='html'>Within three hours, Rayna was packed, dressed, and ready to go. Yyvan and one other maid was accompanying her as well as Captain Shalome and a unit of men. It was also determined that to make it more appropriate for the CherRen&amp;#233; to accompany a group of men on a trip that would last several months, at least, Rayna should chose a companion to join her. Rayna clearly chose her dear friend Herser&amp;#233; Onev&amp;#233;. And she hoped her dear friend would not be too put out at the disruption to her pursuit of a husband.&lt;p&gt;Rayna shrugged off that idea as the currier was dispatched two hours ago with the decree and no matter what Onev&amp;#233; thought it was now a done deal. Besides, Rayna couldn&amp;#39;t bare to face this all alone, and she was glad her father had agreed to the choice of Onev&amp;#233; over some of the other Cort&amp;#233; options.&lt;p&gt;Rayna stood on the steps of the palace as the last of her things were being placed in the wagons. Her mother stood beside her crying softly. Rayna put her arm around her mother and whispered, &amp;quot;It will be alright Mother. You will see. The Divine has a great purpose for this.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;To her surprise, Arlona gripped her tight and replied, &amp;quot;I know He does, and remember on this journey that no matter what truth you discover, that I have always loved you from the first time I laid eyes on you. You are my daughter. Do not ever doubt that!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Slightly shaken by her mother&amp;#39;s words, Rayna responded to the call that they were ready for her. Approaching her father, she was again surprised by the embrace he so freely gave her. In her ear, he whispered, &amp;quot;Captain Shalome is loyal to me, lean heavily upon his protection and if there is ever doubt do as he says.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Rayna nodded her agreement and kissed him gently on the cheek, &amp;quot;May the Divine&amp;#39;s peace be with you.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;And His protection with you!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;It did not surprise Rayna that neither her brother nor her sister were there to say good-bye. And she tried very hard not to notice that Vescavo Jeroha was standing nearby watching them. She had, however, noticed that he secretly handed Yyvan a parchment before she entered the rear carriage, but dared not bring any attention to that fact. She&amp;#39;d just have to wait until tonight to see what Vescavo Jeroha had for her.&lt;p&gt;As she approached the front carriage, Nik&amp;#233;lon took her hand and escorted her in. He then followed her and took the seat beside her. &amp;quot;Aren&amp;#39;t you going to ride with the men?&amp;quot; she asked clearly stunned.&lt;p&gt;With a smirk on his face and a tap of his hand telling the driver to begin, he replied, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve only got a few hours before I have to share you with your companion. I think I&amp;#39;ll take all the time I can now to enjoy your presence.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright &amp;#169; 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8675349330729804767?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8675349330729804767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-4-section-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8675349330729804767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8675349330729804767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-4-section-3.html' title='Chapter 4 - Section 3'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8043866599196715942</id><published>2011-12-28T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T07:49:44.976-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethan'/><title type='text'>Not the same little boy</title><content type='html'>We will try this and see if it works.&lt;p&gt;Marion felt the boys needed haircuts, so we did that last night.  I learned a long time ago that Jonny just doesn&amp;#39;t look like Jonny if his hair is cut too short. So, it was easy for me to cut his hair longer than the crew.&lt;p&gt;BUT, I had not learned that lesson with Ethan! I&amp;#39;m so sad I could cry! But after the first cut, I couldn&amp;#39;t go back...so he will just be a different little boy until his curls grow back!  (I pray his curls grow back!) and I will never cut his hair crew short again if I can help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MIL001J864/TvxuM-OYaDI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/kboWia49hSc/s1600/photo%2B1-730908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MIL001J864/TvxuM-OYaDI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/kboWia49hSc/s320/photo%2B1-730908.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691545198230267954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;After&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3d0ZIxkvfkU/TvxuNMP9YBI/AAAAAAAAEXc/s1RkeQXFKyM/s1600/photo%2B2-732280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3d0ZIxkvfkU/TvxuNMP9YBI/AAAAAAAAEXc/s1RkeQXFKyM/s320/photo%2B2-732280.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691545201994981394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8043866599196715942?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8043866599196715942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-same-little-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8043866599196715942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8043866599196715942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-same-little-boy.html' title='Not the same little boy'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MIL001J864/TvxuM-OYaDI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/kboWia49hSc/s72-c/photo%2B1-730908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6774561236575405540</id><published>2011-12-28T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T18:06:25.265-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><title type='text'>Abigail's Create-a-Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You might have noticed that Abigail got a Create-a-Bear for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;This was the day we decided to assemble the bear. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IyxGenI42YA/TyM5Arlaz4I/AAAAAAAAEqk/3ol6smcXFNw/s1600/P1030280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IyxGenI42YA/TyM5Arlaz4I/AAAAAAAAEqk/3ol6smcXFNw/s400/P1030280.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s1Uv4FBroHw/TyM5NeJ6mQI/AAAAAAAAEqs/U6EiRd-a7U0/s1600/P1030281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s1Uv4FBroHw/TyM5NeJ6mQI/AAAAAAAAEqs/U6EiRd-a7U0/s400/P1030281.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iaNtvjAseuY/TyM5uYP1biI/AAAAAAAAErI/ZrT1MmvZ7mE/s400/P1030292.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6wvSSn6FDE/TyM56EtJg5I/AAAAAAAAErQ/yzZgEiUUlFc/s1600/P1030293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6wvSSn6FDE/TyM56EtJg5I/AAAAAAAAErQ/yzZgEiUUlFc/s400/P1030293.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RVDAKbci8Uo/TyM6GAPMl5I/AAAAAAAAErc/SRUi3vj9x60/s1600/P1030294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RVDAKbci8Uo/TyM6GAPMl5I/AAAAAAAAErc/SRUi3vj9x60/s400/P1030294.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH0lfzOFov0/TyM6SKZze-I/AAAAAAAAErk/sCM7hNCgpWs/s1600/P1030296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH0lfzOFov0/TyM6SKZze-I/AAAAAAAAErk/sCM7hNCgpWs/s400/P1030296.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abigail and Elizabeth Bear!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-6774561236575405540?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6774561236575405540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/abigails-create-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6774561236575405540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6774561236575405540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/abigails-create-bear.html' title='Abigail&apos;s Create-a-Bear'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IyxGenI42YA/TyM5Arlaz4I/AAAAAAAAEqk/3ol6smcXFNw/s72-c/P1030280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4410125802071415796</id><published>2011-12-28T13:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T13:46:18.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MomentbyMoment'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I know I am behind on blogging again, and yes, someday I will get caught back up. But today I just have to share a blurb from one of the blogs I've been reading.  The website is &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;A Holy Experience&lt;/a&gt;. I think she has introduced me to my new mantra for 2012: &lt;b&gt;If it matters, you make the time. If it doesn't, you make excuses!&lt;/b&gt; and my new quote for 2012 will be &lt;b&gt; The accom­plish­ment of a day isn’t so much about accom­plish­ing goals but abid­ing in God, and this is the thing that needs remem­ber­ing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the whole blurb.  The whole post is good and by clicking the text below you can go to that post, but this is the part that struck me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2011/12/free-daily-planner-new-habits-free-daily-planner-printable/"&gt;If it mat­ters, you make the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn’t, you make excus­es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand­ing in an imper­fect place is just the per­fect place to begin, and every­day offers the hope of Day 1. His mer­cies are new every morn­ing and this is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, at the end of the day, to be done with the day because you’ve done what you could do. The accom­plish­ment of a day isn’t so much about accom­plish­ing goals but abid­ing in God, and this is the thing that needs remem­ber­ing. True, the day may have stum­bled and fall­en, but in Christ we are the saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomor­row, it will descend like a fresh dew, a fresh snow, and it will come again —  Fresh grace all over again&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4410125802071415796?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4410125802071415796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-i-know-i-am-behind-on-blogging-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4410125802071415796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4410125802071415796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-i-know-i-am-behind-on-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-5270524720637905173</id><published>2011-12-26T18:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T18:07:52.020-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Family Nativity</title><content type='html'>As many of you probably saw, this year, Marianne wanted to do a Nativity Scene for her Christmas Card with all the grand kids. &amp;nbsp;The first problem was finding a time to get all the grand kids&amp;nbsp;here. &amp;nbsp;The second was that Baby 12 (now Cousin MS) was not born yet. &amp;nbsp;SO...we had to do a little&amp;nbsp;photo shopping&amp;nbsp;to get him in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is my version of the picture. &amp;nbsp;I didn't go to NEAR the work that my SIL did on hers. I just took a realitively good picture that I had, took out the dust, added Cousin MS and went with it. &amp;nbsp;(oh...I had to take out some red eye too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcDB0xlMbt4/TxIYI_TA8UI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/Bcz2dGTDxuU/s1600/Nativity+with+Baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcDB0xlMbt4/TxIYI_TA8UI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/Bcz2dGTDxuU/s400/Nativity+with+Baby.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-5270524720637905173?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5270524720637905173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-nativity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5270524720637905173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5270524720637905173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-nativity.html' title='A Family Nativity'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcDB0xlMbt4/TxIYI_TA8UI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/Bcz2dGTDxuU/s72-c/Nativity+with+Baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-269395723968212086</id><published>2011-12-25T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:56:27.346-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Day - Cousin Exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year we decided to exchange gifts only between the cousins. &amp;nbsp;The Adults Stepped OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So here is yet another gift exchange we had that was just between the Cousins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF1fU3b6_zw/Tx7wI1cO3tI/AAAAAAAAElQ/tO42nodeQ1A/s1600/P1030210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF1fU3b6_zw/Tx7wI1cO3tI/AAAAAAAAElQ/tO42nodeQ1A/s400/P1030210.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_zd3_yfhRE/Tx7wXSulk5I/AAAAAAAAElY/OAkGhbWSctA/s1600/P1030212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-269395723968212086?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/269395723968212086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day-cousin-exchange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/269395723968212086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/269395723968212086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day-cousin-exchange.html' title='Christmas Day - Cousin Exchange'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF1fU3b6_zw/Tx7wI1cO3tI/AAAAAAAAElQ/tO42nodeQ1A/s72-c/P1030210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-7794162451699880313</id><published>2011-12-25T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:17:30.809-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You can't have Christmas pictures without the Christmas MORNING ones! &amp;nbsp;It didn't take long for all the kids to get up and going in the morning...very excited about opening presents. &amp;nbsp;My sister and her family were all decked out in their jammies and all my kids (except Ethan) decided to stay in theirs as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy the pictures of Christmas Morning Presents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ugZ6J6yrbX4/Tx3VuIJFklI/AAAAAAAAEhs/fq8O9FEC4Aw/s1600/P1030166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ugZ6J6yrbX4/Tx3VuIJFklI/AAAAAAAAEhs/fq8O9FEC4Aw/s400/P1030166.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lounging around &amp;nbsp;waiting for the big event&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MGKG9a68iU/Tx3V7Auq1iI/AAAAAAAAEh4/T1EKUaok0cM/s1600/P1030167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MGKG9a68iU/Tx3V7Auq1iI/AAAAAAAAEh4/T1EKUaok0cM/s400/P1030167.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;grab a quick bite to eat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ethan got to open quite a few since he missed out on Christmas EVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-91sWVdcCc/Tx3aQCVbXyI/AAAAAAAAEk8/fGrX-LQf8Eg/s1600/P1030202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-91sWVdcCc/Tx3aQCVbXyI/AAAAAAAAEk8/fGrX-LQf8Eg/s400/P1030202.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coming Next...the Cousin Exchange...&lt;/div&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-7794162451699880313?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7794162451699880313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7794162451699880313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7794162451699880313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ugZ6J6yrbX4/Tx3VuIJFklI/AAAAAAAAEhs/fq8O9FEC4Aw/s72-c/P1030166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-34724307092741165</id><published>2011-12-24T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:54:30.072-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Gift Exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we finally got around to the gift exchange on Christmas Eve...Ethan was out! &amp;nbsp;He had had so much excitement and all, he just couldn't stay up any longer, so down he went - he'll have to open his presents in the morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The rest of us though, finished off our snackies and gathered around to open presents. &amp;nbsp;I'm not going to give the the play by play...you can simply enjoy the pictures (unless I feel led to add a particular tidbit...lol):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rTZQjVbTgjQ/TwuSZ0cuW_I/AAAAAAAAEcU/JH7IMjHh7yg/s1600/P1030110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rTZQjVbTgjQ/TwuSZ0cuW_I/AAAAAAAAEcU/JH7IMjHh7yg/s400/P1030110.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aCZpEfvGPME/TwuWmVAk4hI/AAAAAAAAEew/0hLQD2lyPYs/s1600/P1030160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aCZpEfvGPME/TwuWmVAk4hI/AAAAAAAAEew/0hLQD2lyPYs/s400/P1030160.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UtZdtRajP8s/TwuW4RVa2xI/AAAAAAAAEe8/fTCMHLk_cmg/s1600/P1030162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UtZdtRajP8s/TwuW4RVa2xI/AAAAAAAAEe8/fTCMHLk_cmg/s400/P1030162.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXJoKJ6MGhg/TwuXIbgyJGI/AAAAAAAAEfE/cM1xKqdyUGo/s1600/P1030164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXJoKJ6MGhg/TwuXIbgyJGI/AAAAAAAAEfE/cM1xKqdyUGo/s400/P1030164.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone had a great time. &amp;nbsp;After this, my family all retired to the upstairs to sleep and Roxanne's family continued to open the presents between them...they were very kind to try to make things even between everyone and not make my kids feel left out because they didn't have as many presents to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow...Christmas Day...and another gift exchange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-34724307092741165?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/34724307092741165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-gift-exchange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/34724307092741165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/34724307092741165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-gift-exchange.html' title='Christmas Eve Gift Exchange'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rTZQjVbTgjQ/TwuSZ0cuW_I/AAAAAAAAEcU/JH7IMjHh7yg/s72-c/P1030110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8184390748929139600</id><published>2011-12-24T07:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:54:50.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bright and early Saturday morning we headed out to Gothenburg to spend the weekend with my sister and her family! &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, we now have a car top carrier which helped tremendously with room and packages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MW5ypvYNLvU/TwuNr1z3V9I/AAAAAAAAEbA/OFW9OZpgCiw/s1600/P1030080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MW5ypvYNLvU/TwuNr1z3V9I/AAAAAAAAEbA/OFW9OZpgCiw/s400/P1030080.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See...you can see the sun in the back window because we are not packed to the hilt!&lt;br /&gt;We were also trying a new seating arrangement to see if it worked better.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zFC8eWK-Z5Y/TwuN4wXdYwI/AAAAAAAAEbI/rYoHDysIR0s/s1600/P1030086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zFC8eWK-Z5Y/TwuN4wXdYwI/AAAAAAAAEbI/rYoHDysIR0s/s400/P1030086.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No time wasted playing games.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcSuTMl_iEA/TwuOEZnlGdI/AAAAAAAAEbU/i64LVT3JsSA/s1600/P1030087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcSuTMl_iEA/TwuOEZnlGdI/AAAAAAAAEbU/i64LVT3JsSA/s400/P1030087.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting his&amp;nbsp;bearings&amp;nbsp;and watching.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmpK4SSQj1o/TwuOSeC4NmI/AAAAAAAAEbc/7X4xB2IIO4Y/s1600/P1030089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmpK4SSQj1o/TwuOSeC4NmI/AAAAAAAAEbc/7X4xB2IIO4Y/s400/P1030089.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working on the puzzle...it wasn't long &lt;br /&gt;before Jonny was forbidden to touch the puzzle table...lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciBHnA7eSR8/TwuOer21toI/AAAAAAAAEbk/8WEydBFRSSw/s1600/P1030090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciBHnA7eSR8/TwuOer21toI/AAAAAAAAEbk/8WEydBFRSSw/s400/P1030090.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to force Jonny to take some 'down time'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F00thm-k6Aw/TwuOtom9WPI/AAAAAAAAEbw/4wGBLB5YgBU/s1600/P1030093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F00thm-k6Aw/TwuOtom9WPI/AAAAAAAAEbw/4wGBLB5YgBU/s400/P1030093.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next time I checked on him...this is what I found!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYR7eeWI6po/TwuO6IX8bwI/AAAAAAAAEb4/xtiKoLsWvV0/s1600/P1030095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYR7eeWI6po/TwuO6IX8bwI/AAAAAAAAEb4/xtiKoLsWvV0/s400/P1030095.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marion and Grandma working on the puzzle&lt;br /&gt;They actually made quite the dent in it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bGLeO77rPNo/TwuPFUW1GqI/AAAAAAAAEcA/cl_OH7DDrss/s1600/P1030099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bGLeO77rPNo/TwuPFUW1GqI/AAAAAAAAEcA/cl_OH7DDrss/s400/P1030099.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;TONS of food for after the Christmas Eve Service Munchies!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IZpPLXNJ0Q/TwuPSSSB5mI/AAAAAAAAEcM/mSV25hFiEAQ/s1600/P1030101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IZpPLXNJ0Q/TwuPSSSB5mI/AAAAAAAAEcM/mSV25hFiEAQ/s400/P1030101.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wrestling match...Nate and Jonny had just been involved&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;but before I got the picture taken they got out...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; 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text-align: left;"&gt;So Marion was indicating that we really needed to get down to see Cousin Matthias and was trying to figure out when we could do that. &amp;nbsp;As we were talking, I remembered that Marianne was taking B and E to meet Mark in Beloit, and the plan was hatched that maybe we could help by taking B and E back to Salina!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, after a few chatting&amp;nbsp;sessions, we decided to be at Salina around 2ish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Meet Matthias:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sF99UK38fmk/Tv9CaAxC3KI/AAAAAAAAEYk/hmtsApq-Rus/s1600/P1030043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sF99UK38fmk/Tv9CaAxC3KI/AAAAAAAAEYk/hmtsApq-Rus/s400/P1030043.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isnt' he so small and adorable!&lt;br /&gt;(please forgive the blue lighting, I didn't have my settings right and I didn't take the time to &amp;nbsp;fix it in &amp;nbsp;Adobe)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyLxdwJFsIE/Tv9CPdXPx_I/AAAAAAAAEYY/Sko8V8mGvRc/s1600/P1030039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyLxdwJFsIE/Tv9CPdXPx_I/AAAAAAAAEYY/Sko8V8mGvRc/s400/P1030039.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan was AWESOME...he held M so good,&lt;br /&gt;and for a long time too.&lt;br /&gt;That nurturing side really came out now!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx6Ww2VUE7I/Tv9CmI4JXfI/AAAAAAAAEYs/STHKcLYd3z4/s1600/P1030048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx6Ww2VUE7I/Tv9CmI4JXfI/AAAAAAAAEYs/STHKcLYd3z4/s400/P1030048.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonny got to hold M&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5vFw_rZr8c/Tv9CyA-d_WI/AAAAAAAAEY0/occL7conts0/s1600/P1030051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5vFw_rZr8c/Tv9CyA-d_WI/AAAAAAAAEY0/occL7conts0/s400/P1030051.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he so cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D289-Gt6GwI/Tv9C9wRcPvI/AAAAAAAAEZA/qSEquI58nMI/s1600/P1030053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D289-Gt6GwI/Tv9C9wRcPvI/AAAAAAAAEZA/qSEquI58nMI/s400/P1030053.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A non blue picture!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxKM1DA24rs/Tv9DKARQdSI/AAAAAAAAEZI/K6eGL_vDNDA/s1600/P1030055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxKM1DA24rs/Tv9DKARQdSI/AAAAAAAAEZI/K6eGL_vDNDA/s400/P1030055.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a good little helper she is!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;**As I type this post, I realize that I've got a bit of a&amp;nbsp;dilemma...we have TWO Cousin M's now! &amp;nbsp;So I've got to figure out how I'm going to distinguish between them...Maybe Cousin Me and Cousin Ma???**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8079226294645684608?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8079226294645684608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-to-salina.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8079226294645684608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8079226294645684608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-to-salina.html' title='A Visit to Salina'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sF99UK38fmk/Tv9CaAxC3KI/AAAAAAAAEYk/hmtsApq-Rus/s72-c/P1030043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8282088043410913317</id><published>2011-12-23T11:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:18:01.191-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><title type='text'>A messy day...</title><content type='html'>How many messes can one have in a day?&lt;p&gt;Let us count the ways:&lt;p&gt;1. Blue tooth paste smeared all over the sink to decorate it.&lt;p&gt;2. A large stack of papers knocked out of the cupboard.&lt;p&gt;3. A spilled cup of water, right we&amp;#39;re the papers are strewn all over the floor.&lt;p&gt;4. Cereal dumped all over the table and then spread to the floor by a one year old.&lt;p&gt;5. Salt dumped all over the counter by the same one year old while you were cleaning up a different mess.&lt;p&gt;6. Pink toothpaste dribbled and spread throughout the kitchen - floors, chairs, papers, etc.&lt;p&gt;7. Train pieces, counting blocks, and various other manipulatives dumped from their containers all at once.&lt;p&gt;8. A poopy mess made by the dog because he was left in the porch out of the cold too long.&lt;p&gt;9. Cereal containers being dropped, which resulted in more cereal all over the place, now including the counter, tea pot, stove and various dishes.&lt;p&gt;As we continue in this very messy day, if we have ore to count, i&amp;#39;ll be sure to pass them along...lol!&lt;p&gt;LORD, THANK YOU FOR THE MANY BLESSINGS YOU HAVE GIVEN! EVEN WHEN THEY MAKE MESSES!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8282088043410913317?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8282088043410913317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/messy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8282088043410913317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8282088043410913317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/messy-day.html' title='A messy day...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-705304036295774258</id><published>2011-12-22T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T11:08:58.297-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Fourth Day of Christmas Count Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwBFZlNis-g/Tv89laL-JRI/AAAAAAAAEXo/Ip3vPV5EbOo/s1600/P1030021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwBFZlNis-g/Tv89laL-JRI/AAAAAAAAEXo/Ip3vPV5EbOo/s400/P1030021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; text-align: left;"&gt;Today Ethan got to start and he pulled out a DINOSAUR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L2jbrkNDi4/Tv89y4CzWRI/AAAAAAAAEXw/v0K9-6bUWUM/s1600/P1030022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L2jbrkNDi4/Tv89y4CzWRI/AAAAAAAAEXw/v0K9-6bUWUM/s400/P1030022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abi pulled out two new Nano Hexbugs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmrjX6BiYwY/Tv8-Am4TQcI/AAAAAAAAEX4/Lf4N-CBVkP0/s1600/P1030023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SmrjX6BiYwY/Tv8-Am4TQcI/AAAAAAAAEX4/Lf4N-CBVkP0/s400/P1030023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan got a Squishy Glo Thing...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FleiMqCZwI/Tv8-OJLGzJI/AAAAAAAAEYE/AsU590geTvA/s1600/P1030025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FleiMqCZwI/Tv8-OJLGzJI/AAAAAAAAEYE/AsU590geTvA/s400/P1030025.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonny dug deep again...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SE0GZXTVkG0/Tv8-axxao0I/AAAAAAAAEYM/CWtk6RV0iJ0/s1600/P1030026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SE0GZXTVkG0/Tv8-axxao0I/AAAAAAAAEYM/CWtk6RV0iJ0/s400/P1030026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And came out with his new Hexbug Nano!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-705304036295774258?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/705304036295774258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/fourth-day-of-christmas-count-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/705304036295774258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/705304036295774258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/fourth-day-of-christmas-count-down.html' title='Fourth Day of Christmas Count Down'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwBFZlNis-g/Tv89laL-JRI/AAAAAAAAEXo/Ip3vPV5EbOo/s72-c/P1030021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6691519290434365523</id><published>2011-12-21T20:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T20:43:10.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - Section 2</title><content type='html'>The next morning Rayna woke with a strange peace among her apprehension. The RioArd had sent her immediately to her quarters accompanied by Yyvan following the arrest of the Ard Vescavo. Not knowing what to expect now, or what had happened with Vescavo Jeroha after she was dismissed, only added in her apprehension. But then there was this strange peace and wonder at the words of the Divine. Where was she going with Nik&amp;#233;lon?&lt;p&gt;She did not have to wait long before the summons came from the RioArd. The message was delivered by the Ard Consuler, &amp;quot;You are to come immediately to the Solar Room, and your fem&amp;#233;dam is to prepare your trunks for departure.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;Not knowing where exactly she would be going, Rayna was not certain as to what to tell Yyvan to pack, but she did her best to instruct her fem&amp;#233;dam on her favorite items and those that would be the most practical. Then, Rayna made her way accompanied by Ard Consuler Vogah to the Solar Room to meet her destiny.&lt;p&gt;Upon entering the Solar Room, Rayna first took stock of who was in attendance. Her father sat at his usual place of business behind his table with Sage to his right. CherRio Nik&amp;#233;lon was also sitting at the table across from Sage. Rayna&amp;#39;s mother was sitting on the settee and looking more pale and worried by the moment.  Rayna tried to send her an encouraging smile but she was caught up short at seeing Ard Vescavo Jeroha standing to her mother&amp;#39;s left against the wall - blending in the best he could - head lowered, eyes fixed on the stone in front of him.&lt;p&gt;Rayna and the Ard Consuler had been followed into the room by the Ard Commandant, and one of his Captains. Herser Makr&amp;#233; sat on the other side of the room next to the window, with a man she did not know but recognized as who accompanied the CherRio from Morat.&lt;p&gt;The RioArd gestured for Rayna to take the seat between Sage and Nik&amp;#233;lon directly in front of her father, and she did so with the greatest of decorum. Rayna greatly wanted to speak with Ard Vescavo Jeroha but under the circumstances knew that would only make things worse, so she willed herself not to even so much as glance his way. When it appeared that all were gathered, her father cleared his throat and looked her directly in the eye.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It has been determined that in the best interest of everyone involved in last nights scene that it would be most beneficial for you to take a leave from the palace.  Therefore, you will be accompanying Herser Makr&amp;#233; and CherRio Nik&amp;#233;lon on their tour of Travane.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Clearly everyone in the room expected Rayna to object to this decision as all eyes came to rest on her and her father paused in his decree. But when she only nodded and said nothing, he reluctantly went on, &amp;quot;Because of these change of plans, your coming of age ceremony will be postponed indefinitely.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Rayna&amp;#39;s eyes widened with shock and a thick lump formed in the back of her throat. She fought the tears that threatened to spill out of her eyes, as she nodded in understanding.  (she would not be recognized as heir) Again all eyes turned to Rayna but she continued to say nothing. She sat silently, prepared to accept whatever lay before her as the will of the Divine.  &lt;p&gt;Clearly unnerved by the utter silence of his daughter, the RioArd pressed, &amp;quot;Do you have anything you&amp;#39;d like to say regarding this decree?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Rayna met her father&amp;#39;s eyes and for the first time saw the sadness behind the duty he held, &amp;quot;No Father, I will not question the authority you&amp;#39;ve been given.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This clearly unnerved the RioArd even more than his daughter&amp;#39;s silence for he abruptly stood and ordered, &amp;quot;Everyone out!&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;Sheer confusion rang out among those in the room, but one look from the RioArd and the Ard Commandant started clearing the room. Rayna remained seated, unable to move, and Sage attempted to stay as well, but Pedro looked at his son and with fire in his eyes declared, &amp;quot;You too Sage. I will speak to Rayna alone.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;With great reluctance, Sage accompanied CherRio Nik&amp;#233;lon out into the hall, leaving only Pedro, Arlona, and Rayna. When they were finally alone, Rayna&amp;#39;s father did something he had never done before, he knelt down before her and wept.&lt;p&gt;With his head in her lap Pedro declared, &amp;quot;My daughter, I am at a loss. I do not want to send you away. I do not want you to go with this man. But I am a weak, and have no guidance. My hands are tied and I have no choice.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Rayna ran her hands over her father&amp;#39;s head in an effort to comfort him. Glancing up, Rayna saw that her mother was now in tears as well. A sudden surge of strength came over her and Rayna declared, &amp;quot;Do not fret, Father, for the Divine has weakened you for such a time as this. It is His will that I go with Nik&amp;#233;lon, and if you tried to resist, the Divine would find another way for me to go.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Pedro lifted his eyes to his daughter, &amp;quot;Why has the Divine shown you this, and not me, the RioArd!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Because this is my journey, not that of yours. It is as I tried to tell you the other night. I have been having dreams and I must pursue what the Divine has for me.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Calm and reassurance came over the RioArd and Rayna could clearly see his expression change from anxiety to understanding. The confidence she was so familiar seeing in her father returned and he rose from his place and gathering himself together. &lt;p&gt;Taking his seat again, Pedro met his daughter&amp;#39;s eyes and declared, &amp;quot;I will do all I can to protect you from this man. The Morat RioArd will not allow the CherRio to marry you until you are announced as heir. By postponing your coming of age ceremony until your return I have secured at least a slight upper hand for the time.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Rayna nodded in understanding, it wasn&amp;#39;t that her father was disowning her after all, but protecting her.  With this reassurance, Rayna was refortified.  With her father&amp;#39;s protection and the Divine&amp;#39;s hand upon her, she knew she would succeed in the journey ahead of her - even if she couldn&amp;#39;t see the purpose in His path before her.&lt;p&gt;Rayna sat up taller and Pedro glanced at his wife, smiling weakly. He cleared his throat gaining his composure and in the confidence she knew as her father, the RioArd, summoned the Sentry to recall all to the meeting again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright &amp;#169; 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;p&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-6691519290434365523?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6691519290434365523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-4-section-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6691519290434365523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6691519290434365523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-4-section-2.html' title='Chapter 4 - Section 2'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4206989540928692865</id><published>2011-12-21T16:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:36:27.975-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Third Day in the Six Day Countdown</title><content type='html'>Today's theme is&amp;nbsp;CHENILLE&amp;nbsp;Sticks! &amp;nbsp;After seeing what Ethan got to do with his yesterday, each of the kids then picked theirs for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uxFWq0jrFfg/TvHxBIvuIyI/AAAAAAAAEWU/xt9XhSLB7Pk/s1600/P1030010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uxFWq0jrFfg/TvHxBIvuIyI/AAAAAAAAEWU/xt9XhSLB7Pk/s400/P1030010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Jonny hiding behind his Chenille Sticks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2OpfaUts2nw/TvHxMIpR4VI/AAAAAAAAEWc/AnSbNhzMakM/s1600/P1030012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2OpfaUts2nw/TvHxMIpR4VI/AAAAAAAAEWc/AnSbNhzMakM/s400/P1030012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan picked a bag of farm cars.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGKBXtn-v0E/TvHxXiwEk-I/AAAAAAAAEWk/76zQVTs7EYQ/s1600/P1030013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGKBXtn-v0E/TvHxXiwEk-I/AAAAAAAAEWk/76zQVTs7EYQ/s400/P1030013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, I think there was a truck, trailer, tractor, and cattle trailer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aI22ulvhbrQ/TvHxj7VUqMI/AAAAAAAAEWw/LGJ6PqoSJhI/s1600/P1030015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aI22ulvhbrQ/TvHxj7VUqMI/AAAAAAAAEWw/LGJ6PqoSJhI/s400/P1030015.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NMMYb3altsE/TvHxxySdYDI/AAAAAAAAEW4/NxabOqiiTVw/s1600/P1030017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NMMYb3altsE/TvHxxySdYDI/AAAAAAAAEW4/NxabOqiiTVw/s400/P1030017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan acting silly!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MRHtKzb3QqA/TvHx-fXEeBI/AAAAAAAAEXA/4Pqp20XaB1I/s1600/P1030019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MRHtKzb3QqA/TvHx-fXEeBI/AAAAAAAAEXA/4Pqp20XaB1I/s400/P1030019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There we go...a nice smile!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Nathan made a turtle with his, Abi made a bunny and Jonny made a frog. &amp;nbsp;Sorry...I didn't get pictures of all that! But they are having fun with the sticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4206989540928692865?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4206989540928692865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/third-day-in-six-day-countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4206989540928692865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4206989540928692865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/third-day-in-six-day-countdown.html' title='Third Day in the Six Day Countdown'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uxFWq0jrFfg/TvHxBIvuIyI/AAAAAAAAEWU/xt9XhSLB7Pk/s72-c/P1030010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-3998378994395510930</id><published>2011-12-20T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:02:29.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Second Day of Christmas</title><content type='html'>I'm late posting these pictures, but it has been a full day! &amp;nbsp;Check our our &lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-fashioned-butter.html"&gt;Old Fashioned Butter&lt;/a&gt; post for more details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only were we working on butter today, but we also cleaned out the closet under the stairs so that Marion could use the crawl space beneath the house...WHAT A MESS! &amp;nbsp;But at least it is all nice and clean now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here was our 2nd Day of Christmas gifts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ3Tm1pOCWU/TvFRW7yCyPI/AAAAAAAAETY/1KnSGgfngZA/s1600/P1020980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ3Tm1pOCWU/TvFRW7yCyPI/AAAAAAAAETY/1KnSGgfngZA/s400/P1020980.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan got to go first today!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj5Pj8fbido/TvFRxk33oyI/AAAAAAAAETg/eAtza7ymV8k/s1600/P1020983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj5Pj8fbido/TvFRxk33oyI/AAAAAAAAETg/eAtza7ymV8k/s400/P1020983.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He chose another Dinosaur!&lt;br /&gt;(Don't ask me what Abi was doing in the background...*roll eyes*)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeVglK7P9KY/TvFSBJh1_QI/AAAAAAAAET0/PAV68nO_cWQ/s1600/P1020986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeVglK7P9KY/TvFSBJh1_QI/AAAAAAAAET0/PAV68nO_cWQ/s400/P1020986.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next was Jonny...he went digging again!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S9qyj61hcJU/TvFSORCZuGI/AAAAAAAAET8/hosp6M1BXA8/s1600/P1020988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S9qyj61hcJU/TvFSORCZuGI/AAAAAAAAET8/hosp6M1BXA8/s400/P1020988.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And came out with a light up squishy toy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo0IpsO4lgo/TvFSbvQpOBI/AAAAAAAAEUI/cgyqRVVUtGo/s1600/P1020990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo0IpsO4lgo/TvFSbvQpOBI/AAAAAAAAEUI/cgyqRVVUtGo/s400/P1020990.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan's Turn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ab0zG4NTN6Y/TvFSqSo5RbI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/PWcVDpUH6R0/s1600/P1020993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ab0zG4NTN6Y/TvFSqSo5RbI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/PWcVDpUH6R0/s400/P1020993.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy helped him pic the Chenille Sticks...&lt;br /&gt;we made a monkey and then a fish and he played all morning!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlAUToKvgXU/TvFS3C2EjpI/AAAAAAAAEUY/qCftJw_26pQ/s1600/P1020997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlAUToKvgXU/TvFS3C2EjpI/AAAAAAAAEUY/qCftJw_26pQ/s400/P1020997.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally it is Abi's turn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f72Zp5iSSbs/TvFTCvzByNI/AAAAAAAAEUk/lEy6MzrOl7I/s1600/P1020998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f72Zp5iSSbs/TvFTCvzByNI/AAAAAAAAEUk/lEy6MzrOl7I/s400/P1020998.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She chose her second horse!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Here are a few shots from the kids playing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogwk1qt-DYA/TvFUwtCJS5I/AAAAAAAAEVQ/QpbAecWuzsw/s1600/P1030002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogwk1qt-DYA/TvFUwtCJS5I/AAAAAAAAEVQ/QpbAecWuzsw/s400/P1030002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The person and the monkey playing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Li_ygW_nqzI/TvFVLLunOEI/AAAAAAAAEVk/fr0hVmOaRkM/s1600/P1030003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Li_ygW_nqzI/TvFVLLunOEI/AAAAAAAAEVk/fr0hVmOaRkM/s400/P1030003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abi's horses hugging&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SHMK0Td4G4/TvFVmPqKuwI/AAAAAAAAEV4/HVzyZRiKquo/s1600/P1030004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SHMK0Td4G4/TvFVmPqKuwI/AAAAAAAAEV4/HVzyZRiKquo/s400/P1030004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;here you can see the monkey fishing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-3998378994395510930?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3998378994395510930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/second-day-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/3998378994395510930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/3998378994395510930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/second-day-of-christmas.html' title='Second Day of Christmas'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ3Tm1pOCWU/TvFRW7yCyPI/AAAAAAAAETY/1KnSGgfngZA/s72-c/P1020980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-3446704230473876024</id><published>2011-12-19T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:03:18.179-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><title type='text'>Old Fashioned Butter</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, I've been making butter for awhile now. &amp;nbsp;I don't do it all the time, but it is something I enjoy doing when I can get cream at a reasonable price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been using my small 3 cup Food Processor to make small batches now and then, but for Christmas we received a WONDERFUL gift (THANK YOU S Family!) of a quart of cream. &amp;nbsp;That mixed with some that I bought on sale, we had ALOT of cream to make into butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marion thought that 'someone' had an old fashioned butter churn, and so we started asking around the family and found that Aunt Sharlyn had one we could use. &amp;nbsp;So, we borrowed it and began churning away:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0q5xvvOJecM/TvFT01AdO-I/AAAAAAAAEUs/cpc155b2bO0/s1600/P1020963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0q5xvvOJecM/TvFT01AdO-I/AAAAAAAAEUs/cpc155b2bO0/s320/P1020963.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynbKeRAb9uQ/TvFUDL36nCI/AAAAAAAAEU0/mPoYv4WPlL0/s1600/P1020965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynbKeRAb9uQ/TvFUDL36nCI/AAAAAAAAEU0/mPoYv4WPlL0/s320/P1020965.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-EhOPwt3HY/TvFUOWUw-wI/AAAAAAAAEVA/rbTH2dRFvc4/s1600/P1020969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-EhOPwt3HY/TvFUOWUw-wI/AAAAAAAAEVA/rbTH2dRFvc4/s320/P1020969.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fBwMP13pm8k/TvFUcCkrDNI/AAAAAAAAEVI/_t8kn2mCBBQ/s1600/P1020973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fBwMP13pm8k/TvFUcCkrDNI/AAAAAAAAEVI/_t8kn2mCBBQ/s320/P1020973.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Xo3_YRKz2k/TvFUyoAO30I/AAAAAAAAEVY/hd8AlrqN-3c/s1600/P1020976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Xo3_YRKz2k/TvFUyoAO30I/AAAAAAAAEVY/hd8AlrqN-3c/s320/P1020976.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lk74MeWXTv0/TvFVLz2D2jI/AAAAAAAAEVs/TM7o_uiczaM/s1600/P1020977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lk74MeWXTv0/TvFVLz2D2jI/AAAAAAAAEVs/TM7o_uiczaM/s320/P1020977.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we learned VERY quickly is that it takes ALOT of arm&amp;nbsp;muscle&amp;nbsp;to make that thing go...especially when it starts getting THICK! After we finally got it to butter I started washing and salting it. &amp;nbsp;We ended up with about 2 1/2 lbs of butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_v0bGbBOsko/TvFVnC7er5I/AAAAAAAAEWA/QQZFWLkgW4U/s1600/P1020978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_v0bGbBOsko/TvFVnC7er5I/AAAAAAAAEWA/QQZFWLkgW4U/s320/P1020978.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9iK6gFyOWA/TvFV02blIPI/AAAAAAAAEWI/nAWs0agAglg/s1600/P1020979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9iK6gFyOWA/TvFV02blIPI/AAAAAAAAEWI/nAWs0agAglg/s320/P1020979.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So between making butter and Christmas Day goodies, we had a full day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took some of the gifted cream and used it in a salad for Christmas that called for Whipped Cream! &amp;nbsp;It is FABULOUS! &amp;nbsp;I can't say THANK YOU enough to the S family for their thoughtfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-3446704230473876024?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3446704230473876024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-fashioned-butter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/3446704230473876024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/3446704230473876024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-fashioned-butter.html' title='Old Fashioned Butter'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0q5xvvOJecM/TvFT01AdO-I/AAAAAAAAEUs/cpc155b2bO0/s72-c/P1020963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4616990723830003270</id><published>2011-12-19T14:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:02:40.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>First Day of Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning, Marion and I were awaken by a very lively little girl who was extremely declaring, "It's the First Day of Christmas!" &amp;nbsp;We teased her about not being a big deal and then we all got up and went to the stockings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said in my earlier post, usually we wrap all the stocking gifts, but this year we just stuffed the stockings and will let the kids pick what they want. &amp;nbsp;My only rule is that if you can't get to it, then you have to pick something else above it until it is easier to get. &amp;nbsp;So this is what the kids picked today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDFfexbV7Y4/Tu-V5_Rmv6I/AAAAAAAAESU/P40mjJroEYQ/s1600/P1020952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDFfexbV7Y4/Tu-V5_Rmv6I/AAAAAAAAESU/P40mjJroEYQ/s400/P1020952.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abi scouring her stocking&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpNm379SjH0/Tu-WEQJgW-I/AAAAAAAAESg/sEAABji6Ayo/s1600/P1020953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpNm379SjH0/Tu-WEQJgW-I/AAAAAAAAESg/sEAABji6Ayo/s400/P1020953.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she picked a horse!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPVMZPV-ONs/Tu-WPLAJCwI/AAAAAAAAESo/9f614rldlbU/s1600/P1020956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPVMZPV-ONs/Tu-WPLAJCwI/AAAAAAAAESo/9f614rldlbU/s400/P1020956.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan looking in his and getting a DINOSAUR!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RNLFIX5ro4/Tu-WZh3tR8I/AAAAAAAAESw/S35u3Vs29LY/s1600/P1020957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RNLFIX5ro4/Tu-WZh3tR8I/AAAAAAAAESw/S35u3Vs29LY/s400/P1020957.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonny dug a bit deeper in his...but we let him...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLeehM6XRWg/Tu-Wk1t5pqI/AAAAAAAAES8/z62S7QgtlTc/s1600/P1020959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLeehM6XRWg/Tu-Wk1t5pqI/AAAAAAAAES8/z62S7QgtlTc/s400/P1020959.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he got a DINOSAUR too!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh8bIlVNGi8/Tu-Wv4zK9FI/AAAAAAAAETE/8oPQHVJ5S9w/s1600/P1020960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh8bIlVNGi8/Tu-Wv4zK9FI/AAAAAAAAETE/8oPQHVJ5S9w/s400/P1020960.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By this time...Ethan was chomping at the bit...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVHS-KHITOk/Tu-W5zs4RNI/AAAAAAAAETM/vyd_qAZ6XQw/s1600/P1020962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVHS-KHITOk/Tu-W5zs4RNI/AAAAAAAAETM/vyd_qAZ6XQw/s400/P1020962.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he got a VERY bouncy ball with texture...he loves it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We'll see you all tomorrow for our next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...Marion and I are not participating in the six days of Christmas as we both got larger gifts for&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;that took up our budgeted Christmas amounts! &amp;nbsp;:0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4616990723830003270?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4616990723830003270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-day-of-christmas-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4616990723830003270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4616990723830003270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-day-of-christmas-2011.html' title='First Day of Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDFfexbV7Y4/Tu-V5_Rmv6I/AAAAAAAAESU/P40mjJroEYQ/s72-c/P1020952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4323562599862063763</id><published>2011-12-18T16:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T14:36:02.597-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>The Lost is Found</title><content type='html'>Praise the Lord...I found my can opener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot imagine what my last week has even been like without a can opener...I kept thinking of all these things I wanted to do but couldn't without a can opener...like make baked beans with the bone in ham I got on sale. (Do you know how many cans you have to open to make a roaster full of baked beans...LOTS!) I finally regressed to using a bottle opener to make triangles and then carefully pry back the top. It was dangerous work for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have sworn I had a camping can opener but could I find it...nope. So we altered our meals and I tried to be patient while the new one I ordered was being processed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I was in the bathroom doing Abi's hair and low and behold, right there at the back of the toilet lay the can opener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did my can opener get behind the toilet...one guess.  Yep, a crafty little one year old who likes to play with Mommy's kitchen gadgets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least now I'll have a back up can opener!&lt;br /&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4323562599862063763?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4323562599862063763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/lost-is-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4323562599862063763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4323562599862063763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/lost-is-found.html' title='The Lost is Found'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2523470188930413837</id><published>2011-12-16T16:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:56:10.498-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>YAY...I can update...</title><content type='html'>Wow...the holiday's hit me like a sledge hammer and I have had NO time to post. &amp;nbsp;(all story blogs have been portions that I've written ahead and just posted to keep Kim happy...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I got all my Christmas Cards updated and mailed so I feel like I can now sit down and do a few blog posts! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to back log them, so you'll need to go back and check the history link to find the new ones. &amp;nbsp;I'll also come back here and post a link to the new ones I get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone! &amp;nbsp;I hope and pray you are all enjoying the JOY and SALVATION of the season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-decorations.html"&gt;Christmas Decorations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/hall-renovation.html"&gt;Hall Renovation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-kept-me-busy-today.html"&gt;What kept me busy...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/snow-day.html"&gt;Snow Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...at least December is all caught up to date...now if I could just get August, September, October, and November we'd be doing GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2523470188930413837?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2523470188930413837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/yayi-can-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2523470188930413837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2523470188930413837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/yayi-can-update.html' title='YAY...I can update...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-7143254854043739942</id><published>2011-12-14T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:34:08.304-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>What kept me busy today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pW9LaNczu7Q/TuwLybzmqSI/AAAAAAAAENw/3FX-ElhVPbY/s1600/P1020943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pW9LaNczu7Q/TuwLybzmqSI/AAAAAAAAENw/3FX-ElhVPbY/s400/P1020943.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've had my Christmas shopping done since back before Thanksgiving, but it has all been sitting in boxes in my closet. &amp;nbsp;So today, I figured I would go ahead and try to wrap the presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Usually I wrap all the six days of Christmas presents before they go into stockings, but this year we had some awkward shaped items so we decided to just stuff the stockings full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62-QKRP3_3U/TuwMBL5axUI/AAAAAAAAEN4/6CPPReNRmEI/s1600/P1020945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62-QKRP3_3U/TuwMBL5axUI/AAAAAAAAEN4/6CPPReNRmEI/s400/P1020945.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXkNDRHjZrQ/TuwMP_GtApI/AAAAAAAAEOA/UD5aGmNR9BE/s1600/P1020947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXkNDRHjZrQ/TuwMP_GtApI/AAAAAAAAEOA/UD5aGmNR9BE/s400/P1020947.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;see the dinosaur sticking out!&lt;br /&gt;And those are JUMBO chenille sticks for making things!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I was all said and done...this is what our tree looks like now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvSGE13x1NM/TuwMeFC8DdI/AAAAAAAAEOM/4Y2J_mv9EH0/s1600/P1020950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvSGE13x1NM/TuwMeFC8DdI/AAAAAAAAEOM/4Y2J_mv9EH0/s400/P1020950.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All ready for Christmas!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-7143254854043739942?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7143254854043739942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-kept-me-busy-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7143254854043739942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7143254854043739942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-kept-me-busy-today.html' title='What kept me busy today...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pW9LaNczu7Q/TuwLybzmqSI/AAAAAAAAENw/3FX-ElhVPbY/s72-c/P1020943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-5062483725181855461</id><published>2011-12-14T16:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T20:23:27.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - Section 1</title><content type='html'>Rayna was a little girl again, sitting in the forest next to a tall oak tree.  She could see a small open meadow before her with a cabin tucked into the treeline on the other side. The cabin looked warm and friendly and Rayna longed to go to the other side of the meadow. There was something very familiar about the cabin, but Rayna could not place what it was.&lt;p&gt;Suddenly the cabin door opened and from inside the cabin came a woman and school aged boy. Rayna could hear them talking:&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Go find your sister,&amp;quot; the mother was saying to the boy, &amp;quot;she has run off into the woods again to play&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Do I have to, she always comes back by dinner time and I wanted to do some tracking before Father got home,&amp;quot; the boy complained.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;She is only five and you should be proud to look after your sister.  Now go, and you can look for your sister&amp;#39;s tracks on the way and animal tracks on the way back.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, Mother,&amp;quot; the boy replied as he trudged off on the path that led to the east of the cabin.&lt;p&gt;Shortly after the boy had left, Rayna saw two ruffians coming down the path west of the little cabin.  The woman was busy with the laundry and did not see them until they were around the edge of the house. She tried to get to the door but the one ruffian blocked the way and the woman was cut off from her safe shelter.  Not knowing what the men wanted and not wanting to jeopardize her safety, the woman ran for the woods.  &lt;p&gt;Much to Rayna&amp;#39;s relief the ruffians did not follow the woman but began to plunder the cabin.  After they had gotten all they could or wanted, the ruffians took embers from the fire and spread them around the cabin.  Within moments the cabin burst into flames.  Rayna saw herself running across the meadow screaming for help, but the fire spread uncontrollably and there was nothing she could do.  By the time she reached the cabin the fire had spread to the surrounding forest and Rayna knew for her own safety she had to run.  &lt;p&gt;So, Rayna ran for her life - as long and as fast as she could. She could hear the crackling of the fire behind her pushing her to run farther and faster. Smoke clogged her throat and stung her eyes but she kept running. Before she knew it, darkness settled in and she didn&amp;#39;t know if it was the smoke or the night, but she kept running.&lt;p&gt;When she finally stopped - panting, tired, hungry, and frightened - nothing looked familiar. Fear gripped her and exhaustion overwhelmed her. Collapsing into the grass on the side of a road, Rayna remembered no more.&lt;p&gt;Sitting straight up in bed, Rayna looked around her. Where was she? She wasn&amp;#39;t a little girl any longer, but she was drenched in sweat.  &lt;p&gt;As her surrounding once again became familiar to her, Rayna remember the events of the evening before and she almost wished she could return to her dreams and the unconscious state she had awoken from.&lt;p&gt;As the shock of Nik&amp;#233;lon&amp;#39;s statement settled over her once again, and the renewed discomfort of the Ard Vescavo&amp;#39;s sudden appearance washed over her as well, Rayna couldn&amp;#39;t help but wonder what she was to do now. &lt;p&gt;Just moments after Nik&amp;#233;lon had declared his intentions, the Ard Vescavo had stepped from the shadows of the pathway interrupting the conversation and preventing Rayna from retuning an answer. Nik&amp;#233;lon had been irate for it fully appeared that the Ard Vesacvo had been watching them, and Rayna had to admit it was suspicious. But Rayna never imagined the Ard Vescavo would go so far as he did.&lt;p&gt;For when the CherRio had confronted the Ard Vescavo, Vescavo Jeroha boldly declared their unchaperoned walk was inappropriate and he was only looking out for the well being of his CherRen&amp;#233;. The reference of Rayna as &amp;#39;his&amp;#39; CherRen&amp;#233; did not go over well with Nik&amp;#233;lon and Nik&amp;#233;lon accused Vescavo Jeroha of having a relationship with Rayna. For the second time in one night, Rayna found herself defending her relationship with the honorable Ard Vescavo. To make matters worse, the commotion between them had drawn attention from soldiers and Cort&amp;#233; alike.  &lt;p&gt;As the debate between the CherRio and the Ard Vescavo escalated the Ard Vescavo was caught saying he&amp;#39;d protect the CherRen&amp;#233; with his life. It was at this point that Sage chose to make himself known in the conflict and accused the Ard Vescavo of inappropriate behavior and violation of his station. This resulted in the Ard Vescavo being arrested and escorted from the gardens by the soldiers.&lt;p&gt;As all these circumstances melded together with renewed vigor in Rayna&amp;#39;s mind, she laid back on her bed and began to pray. Over the last few weeks, Rayna had found that meditations with the Divine always calmed and comforted her, especially after one of her dreams, but tonight she not only needed comfort - she needed direction. Little did Rayna know she would receive something far more than she ever expected.&lt;p&gt;After several moments of silent prayer, in the still of the night, Rayna heard a small still voice whispering her name. &amp;quot;Rayna? Rayna, my daughter.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;In her discussions with the Ard Vescavo, Rayna had heard stories of the Divine speaking directly to a person in times of dire need or duress, but Rayna never imagined it would happen to her. But somehow, Rayna knew this voice - she had heard it once before and not recognized it. The Divine&amp;#39;s voice - it was not to be feared but responded to. Therefore, as Rayna&amp;#39;s heart grew warm and peace encompassed her, she replied, &amp;quot;Yes, my Lord, I am listening.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Then Rayna heard the statement that would change her life forever. &amp;quot;My daughter, do not fear.  You must go with Nik&amp;#233;lon.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;p&gt;Copyright &amp;#169; 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-5062483725181855461?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5062483725181855461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-4-section-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5062483725181855461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5062483725181855461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-4-section-1.html' title='Chapter 4 - Section 1'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8227525896294039546</id><published>2011-12-12T09:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:40:51.730-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MomentbyMoment'/><title type='text'>Emergency Bible Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer: &amp;nbsp;I have not looked up each of these scriptures yet, so please let me know if something is a miss and I'll edit the post...I actually found several references to EMERGENCY BIBLE NUMBERS and have included several of the lists...some may be duplicate. &amp;nbsp;References to the sites listed below the lists.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When in sorrow…..call John 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When people fail you…..call Psalm 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you want to be fruitful…..call John 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you have sinned…..call Psalm 51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you worry…..call Matthew 6:19-34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you are in danger…..call Psalm 91&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When God seems far away…..call Pslam 139&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When your faith needs stirring…..call Hebrews 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you are lonely and fearful…..call Psalm 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you grow bitter and critical…..call I Corinthians 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Paul’s secret to happiness…..call Colossians 3:12-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For understanding of Christianity…..call II Corinthians 5:5-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you feel down and out.....call Romans 8:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you want peace and rest…..call Matthew 1:25-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When the world seems bigger than God…..call Psalm 90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you want Christian assurance…..call Romans 8:1-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you leave home for labor or travel…..call Psalm 121&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When your prayers grow narrow or selfish…..call Psalm 67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For a great invention/opportunity…..call Isaiah 55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you want courage for a task….call Joshua 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you need to get along with others…..call Romans 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you think of investments and returns…..call Mark 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you are depressed…..call Psalm 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If your pocket book is empty…..call Psalm 37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you are losing confidence in people…..call I Corinthians 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If people seem unkind…..call John 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If discouraged about your work…..call Psalm 126&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you find the world growing small and yourself great…..call Psalm 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For dealing with fear…..call Psalm 34:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For security…..Psalm 121:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For assurance…..Mark 8:35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gotbible.blogspot.com/2007/07/emergency-phone-numbersthe-bible.html"&gt;site credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are sad, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=john%2014&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;John 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you don’t feel loved, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208:38-39&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Romans 8:38-39&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you have sinned, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20John%201:8-9&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;1 John 1:8-9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are facing danger, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2091&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Psalm 91&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When people have failed you, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2027&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Psalm 27&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When God feel far from you, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20139&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Psalm 139&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When your faith needs encouraging, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%2011&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Hebrews 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are scared, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2023&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are worried, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%206:25-34&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Matthew 6:25-34&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are hurt, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians%203:12-17&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Colossians 3:12-17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you feel no one is on your side, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208:31-39&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Romans 8:31-39&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are seeking rest, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2011:25-30&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Matthew 11:25-30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are suffering, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208:18-30&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Romans 8:18-30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you feel you’re failing, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20121&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you pray, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matt%206:9-13&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Matthew 6:9-13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you need courage, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Joshua%201&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Joshua 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are in need, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philippians+4:19&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Philippians 4:19&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are hated because of your faith, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2015&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;John 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are losing hope, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Thessalonians%202:16-17&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;2 Thessalonians 2:16-17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are seeking peace, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=john%2014:27&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;John 14:27&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you want to do good works, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=john%2015&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;John 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you want to live a happy life, call on Colossians&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians%203:12-17&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;3:12-17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you don’t understand what God is doing, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%2055:8-9&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Isaiah 55:8-9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you want to get along with others, call on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%2012:9-21&amp;amp;version=NIV" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Romans 12:9-21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/emergency-bible-numbers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8227525896294039546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8227525896294039546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/emergency-bible-numbers.html' title='Emergency Bible Numbers'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8281000278232236476</id><published>2011-12-11T16:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:55:47.959-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 3 – Section 3</title><content type='html'>Once outside and clear from the eavesdropping ears of the Cort&amp;#233;, Nik&amp;#233;lon stepped closer and again asked, &amp;quot;Why don&amp;#39;t you like me?&amp;quot;  Only this time it was in a much more hushed and intimate tone.&lt;p&gt;Putting aside her premonition of the destruction that would follow a union with Nik&amp;#233;lon, Rayna attempted to answer his question.  Putting some space between them she replied, &amp;quot;I beg the pardon of my lord, for the CherRio is mistaken.  I barely know him, and therefore cannot have made any personal objections against him based upon one hour of sitting next to him at dinner.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot; a slight hint of irritation underlined his tone.  &amp;quot;I would think that being avoided by a RioArd&amp;#39;s daughter until the very last possible moment, having that daughter only show herself when circumstances forced her hand, even having dinner delayed for the daughter&amp;#39;s personal reasons, and having that same daughter not so much as speak five words to you during dinner would give ample reason for anyone to assume that the daughter did indeed not like them!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Putting it that way, Rayna could see how Nik&amp;#233;lon thought what he did, but things were not as they seemed – from anyone&amp;#39;s perspective.  Nodding her acknowledgement of his statement, Rayna began praying for wisdom as Nik&amp;#233;lon waited for her response.  Trying to buy some time, Rayna started casually walking the lamp lit walkway of the garden before her.  She could walk these in the dark, but at this moment, she was grateful for the lanterns which illuminated the dark night. Nik&amp;#233;lon seemed patient enough to await her answer and quietly followed her lead along the garden paths.&lt;p&gt;After several moments of silence, they reached the center of the garden where Rayna&amp;#39;s gaze met the familiar shepherdess awaiting them.  Nik&amp;#233;lon seemed to be intrigued by the statue but said nothing.  &lt;p&gt;As Rayna sat on the all familiar bench, she finally spoke, &amp;quot;My behavior today was indeed atrocious for that of a RioArd&amp;#39;s daughter. I have no excuse, but I would desire the CherRio to know that things were not as they seemed to him.  It was never my intent to delay our meeting or to show distaste to you.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;With this declaration, Nik&amp;#233;lon again closed the gap between them, taking both of Rayna&amp;#39;s hands in his.  Looking directly into her eyes, he asked, &amp;quot;If you truly have no objection against me, then agree to be my wife.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Sent with Writer.Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8281000278232236476?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8281000278232236476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-3-section-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8281000278232236476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8281000278232236476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-3-section-3.html' title='Chapter 3 – Section 3'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2297961104207919355</id><published>2011-12-10T21:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:24:05.916-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Hall Renovation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have ONE room finished! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Granted it is the smallest one...but hey...it is at least progress right! &amp;nbsp;So, today I worked on the hallway and got it all finished (though now I am looking at the light and thinking of updating it...but overall it is finished)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4yNFBQw0ec/TuwJ-pAi6hI/AAAAAAAAENc/SMLVGz3yPKI/s1600/P1020897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4yNFBQw0ec/TuwJ-pAi6hI/AAAAAAAAENc/SMLVGz3yPKI/s400/P1020897.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73A5rAR1IXo/TuwKK1sNVRI/AAAAAAAAENk/RBi4xLpli84/s1600/P1020902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73A5rAR1IXo/TuwKK1sNVRI/AAAAAAAAENk/RBi4xLpli84/s400/P1020902.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We added in the shelves and fabric boxes and it is AWESOME storage! &amp;nbsp;I don't even have all the boxes filled yet but I'm sure it won't be long and they will be. &amp;nbsp;You can see at the bottom that I have two colored boxes for each of the kids. &amp;nbsp;And storage clear across the top. &amp;nbsp;The other tubs are just decoratively divided around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SIL suggested making a map of this cabinet so that if my&amp;nbsp;husband&amp;nbsp;or any visitors needed to find something&amp;nbsp;they&amp;nbsp;could look at the map. &amp;nbsp;I think I am doing that next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had them all up, Marion said, "This is one of your best ideas yet!" &amp;nbsp;So I'm very pleased! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2297961104207919355?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2297961104207919355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/hall-renovation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2297961104207919355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2297961104207919355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/hall-renovation.html' title='Hall Renovation'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4yNFBQw0ec/TuwJ-pAi6hI/AAAAAAAAENc/SMLVGz3yPKI/s72-c/P1020897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-411571406695966309</id><published>2011-12-10T14:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:27:46.616-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>First Pictures of Matthias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to my Sister-in-law, I have a few pictures of Cousin M to show you. &amp;nbsp;We were hoping to get down there this weekend, but with the Christmas program and all, that didn't happen. &amp;nbsp;So now we are hoping some time this week will work, but Marion has Council tonight and well...you get the picture. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, here are a few pictures taken of the cutest little boy you have ever seen (well...okay let's be fair, other than my kids, and the other cousins...and...well...anyway!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6x6w-xtUrQ/TuZg7BX6XwI/AAAAAAAAEKU/iMVOt5PmITU/s1600/IMG_6620-Edit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6x6w-xtUrQ/TuZg7BX6XwI/AAAAAAAAEKU/iMVOt5PmITU/s400/IMG_6620-Edit1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my FAVORITE!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jvViCU5-Z8/TuZg79WC7wI/AAAAAAAAEKc/wBla4GZqfqY/s1600/IMG_6690-Edit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jvViCU5-Z8/TuZg79WC7wI/AAAAAAAAEKc/wBla4GZqfqY/s400/IMG_6690-Edit1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFghntwqmTA/TuZg8a3REPI/AAAAAAAAEKk/H8hTR4KHYks/s1600/IMG_6694-EditWM1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFghntwqmTA/TuZg8a3REPI/AAAAAAAAEKk/H8hTR4KHYks/s400/IMG_6694-EditWM1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JeqF0vGhlDE/TuZg_6eUdoI/AAAAAAAAEKs/A4FqDmHAAec/s1600/IMG_66492-Edit+eR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JeqF0vGhlDE/TuZg_6eUdoI/AAAAAAAAEKs/A4FqDmHAAec/s400/IMG_66492-Edit+eR.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So looking forward to holding this precious little one in my arms!&lt;/div&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-411571406695966309?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/411571406695966309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-pictures-of-matthias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/411571406695966309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/411571406695966309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-pictures-of-matthias.html' title='First Pictures of Matthias'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6x6w-xtUrQ/TuZg7BX6XwI/AAAAAAAAEKU/iMVOt5PmITU/s72-c/IMG_6620-Edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4268380121390320526</id><published>2011-12-09T22:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T22:20:33.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>You are NOT going to believe this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay...so remember when I posted about our &lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/diy-hexbug-maze.html"&gt;DIY Hexbug Maze&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, a lady from the marketing company for &lt;a href="http://www.hexbug.com/"&gt;Hexbug&lt;/a&gt; found our little - in the middle of nowhere - blog and contacted me regarding the creativity we expressed through making our own maze. &amp;nbsp;Her and her&amp;nbsp;colleagues&amp;nbsp;were so impressed, they wanted to send us some free &lt;a href="http://www.hexbug.com/"&gt;Hexbug&lt;/a&gt; stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After talking with her a bit, we agreed to send her our info and today we received our box:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-Be641yZZw/TuLRHogX-VI/AAAAAAAAEIg/E8Vhy7v_Yy4/s1600/P1020878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-Be641yZZw/TuLRHogX-VI/AAAAAAAAEIg/E8Vhy7v_Yy4/s400/P1020878.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Box from Hexbug!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khhpZndEhU0/TuLRkLILfjI/AAAAAAAAEIo/6BLMzxFEAII/s1600/P1020880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khhpZndEhU0/TuLRkLILfjI/AAAAAAAAEIo/6BLMzxFEAII/s400/P1020880.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nate opening box...very&amp;nbsp;excitedly!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyX0HasIL88/TuLSAzZdPwI/AAAAAAAAEIw/nx4EHtWR4gY/s1600/P1020881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyX0HasIL88/TuLSAzZdPwI/AAAAAAAAEIw/nx4EHtWR4gY/s400/P1020881.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOWSERS! &amp;nbsp;Look at all that...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SwquPwTvMFw/TuLSbGcztNI/AAAAAAAAEI8/rNF1leqmyn0/s1600/P1020882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SwquPwTvMFw/TuLSbGcztNI/AAAAAAAAEI8/rNF1leqmyn0/s400/P1020882.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The SECOND layer!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaUmnSxJPOI/TuLT0NLu-FI/AAAAAAAAEJY/HF84mMEe_XY/s1600/P1020885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaUmnSxJPOI/TuLT0NLu-FI/AAAAAAAAEJY/HF84mMEe_XY/s400/P1020885.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Nano Elevation Habitat; FOUR additional Nanos; TWO Inchworms; &lt;br /&gt;and several miscellaneous habitat pieces!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRnKXMLmyvc/TuLTWV74vJI/AAAAAAAAEJM/qPF15zOJAH0/s1600/P1020884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRnKXMLmyvc/TuLTWV74vJI/AAAAAAAAEJM/qPF15zOJAH0/s400/P1020884.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One VERY happy boy!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I couldn't even get him to wait to open the boxes...I got a phone call just after opening the box and he was quickly into the scissors and trying to open ALL the boxes...before I got off the phone...we had one LONG runway from computer to kitchen table! &amp;nbsp;I then convinced him to move to the living room so his sister could join in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long and this is what we had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyDu7fsA1d0/TuLWEOAK1NI/AAAAAAAAEKA/C4JGMqVHcvE/s1600/P1020891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyDu7fsA1d0/TuLWEOAK1NI/AAAAAAAAEKA/C4JGMqVHcvE/s400/P1020891.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two layers with under bridges.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqb5Jt3C4gw/TuLVgrEPGAI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/SAH4wai99Ck/s1600/P1020889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqb5Jt3C4gw/TuLVgrEPGAI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/SAH4wai99Ck/s400/P1020889.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;DIY maze attached into the Hexbug mazes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kyJLGlaNi4/TuLUacNeZDI/AAAAAAAAEJg/W6YN_TxLY1I/s1600/P1020887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kyJLGlaNi4/TuLUacNeZDI/AAAAAAAAEJg/W6YN_TxLY1I/s400/P1020887.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOURS...and I mean HOURS of fun...opening gates...&lt;br /&gt;closing gates...going up...going down...&lt;br /&gt;girl rooms...boy rooms...you name it they played for HOURS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then he remembered the Inchworm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GS44u0HrnsI/TuLWe6-48vI/AAAAAAAAEKI/ze36Ji8GknQ/s1600/P1020892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GS44u0HrnsI/TuLWe6-48vI/AAAAAAAAEKI/ze36Ji8GknQ/s400/P1020892.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had to try it own on the mazes...see all the Nanos watching the Inchworm dance?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After much discussion, it was decided that Nathan would share the plethora of mazes and nanos with his siblings and he joyful did. &amp;nbsp;The sheer abundance of the generosity of Nicole at Hexbug is purely overwhelming. &amp;nbsp;Not only did they send us all of this, but they sent Cousin B his own package simply because we mentioned the idea of the &lt;a href="http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/diy-hexbug-maze.html"&gt;DIY Hexbug Maze&lt;/a&gt; was originally his and we'd share whatever we got with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can say it better than Nate's response just after opening the box:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/l0ZAHFkcw1U/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0ZAHFkcw1U?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0ZAHFkcw1U?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: &amp;nbsp;This is not a paid advertisement...Hexbug is not paying me anything to say these things...we are simply grateful for the amazing generosity. &amp;nbsp;Yes, we did get some great product, but everything state here is of my own opinion and unsolicited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4268380121390320526?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4268380121390320526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-not-going-to-believe-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4268380121390320526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4268380121390320526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-not-going-to-believe-this.html' title='You are NOT going to believe this...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-Be641yZZw/TuLRHogX-VI/AAAAAAAAEIg/E8Vhy7v_Yy4/s72-c/P1020878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-5579839731760501872</id><published>2011-12-09T08:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:43:40.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Proudly Announcing the arrival of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Matthias Simon Schlatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Born December 8, 2011 9:11 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-size: x-large;"&gt;8lbs 2 oz and 20 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The northern cousins are excited to welcome the 12th Schlatter Cousin to the family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures coming once we get a few! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations M&amp;amp;K!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-5579839731760501872?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5579839731760501872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/proudly-announcing-arrival-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5579839731760501872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5579839731760501872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/proudly-announcing-arrival-of.html' title='Proudly Announcing the arrival of...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-3189878696194423212</id><published>2011-12-08T15:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T15:41:18.746-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Anxiously Awaiting</title><content type='html'>I just received word that Schlatter Baby 12 is on the way...or at least Mommy K and Daddy M are at the hospital! &amp;nbsp;Please join in with us as we pray for a safe and easy delivery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post information as soon as I know more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; 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text-align: left;"&gt;The kids enjoyed a Snow Day today! &amp;nbsp;This was Ethan's first time to get all dresses up and play in the snow. &amp;nbsp;He liked it for a little while but rapidly lost interest and wanted to be back inside. &amp;nbsp;He hasn't asked to go back out since!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJOgFnMrsdo/TuwOaXH4i8I/AAAAAAAAEOU/yfuGyutkEzg/s1600/P1020853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJOgFnMrsdo/TuwOaXH4i8I/AAAAAAAAEOU/yfuGyutkEzg/s400/P1020853.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnMf9tezEPo/TuwOrAcVkSI/AAAAAAAAEOc/1_RzscIMmm8/s1600/P1020854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnMf9tezEPo/TuwOrAcVkSI/AAAAAAAAEOc/1_RzscIMmm8/s400/P1020854.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7LkQXYoFJo/TuwOwPm6wXI/AAAAAAAAEOk/GfKAlAGzKyo/s1600/P1020855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7LkQXYoFJo/TuwOwPm6wXI/AAAAAAAAEOk/GfKAlAGzKyo/s400/P1020855.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtS-FPkGSM0/TuwPBijLAXI/AAAAAAAAEOw/VbDE0Uhw_D0/s1600/P1020859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtS-FPkGSM0/TuwPBijLAXI/AAAAAAAAEOw/VbDE0Uhw_D0/s400/P1020859.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abi &amp;amp; Nate raced sleds down the&amp;nbsp;bar-pit&amp;nbsp;slopes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WT-eKPyYodw/TuwPS3seydI/AAAAAAAAEO4/-kKYnQuACos/s1600/P1020861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WT-eKPyYodw/TuwPS3seydI/AAAAAAAAEO4/-kKYnQuACos/s400/P1020861.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9t8ZYh7vI8/TuwPkclfg6I/AAAAAAAAEPE/TwZ0n63qsGY/s1600/P1020866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9t8ZYh7vI8/TuwPkclfg6I/AAAAAAAAEPE/TwZ0n63qsGY/s400/P1020866.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helping Ethan to the Sled!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvvcPIHbH1M/TuwP3aAguzI/AAAAAAAAEPM/MQavOLX2iqA/s1600/P1020867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvvcPIHbH1M/TuwP3aAguzI/AAAAAAAAEPM/MQavOLX2iqA/s400/P1020867.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hold on...here we go!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3i6SIAMLAc/TuwQJR1qAzI/AAAAAAAAEPY/7BlSwL3gUX0/s1600/P1020868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3i6SIAMLAc/TuwQJR1qAzI/AAAAAAAAEPY/7BlSwL3gUX0/s400/P1020868.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0-u9Ccyk_FU/TuwQXYbuPII/AAAAAAAAEPg/X4pN716SC0g/s1600/P1020869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0-u9Ccyk_FU/TuwQXYbuPII/AAAAAAAAEPg/X4pN716SC0g/s400/P1020869.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zf6R8AaqVP0/TuwQoRb7j4I/AAAAAAAAEPs/sZ5XyPUt4AE/s1600/P1020871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zf6R8AaqVP0/TuwQoRb7j4I/AAAAAAAAEPs/sZ5XyPUt4AE/s400/P1020871.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9wogF7FCrM/TuwQ6C6qlII/AAAAAAAAEP0/gouuGg7YmAY/s1600/P1020873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9wogF7FCrM/TuwQ6C6qlII/AAAAAAAAEP0/gouuGg7YmAY/s400/P1020873.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan's turn down the slopes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0E1zg8U4G4o/TuwROf6-4PI/AAAAAAAAEQA/uRIDOrdEQns/s1600/P1020876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0E1zg8U4G4o/TuwROf6-4PI/AAAAAAAAEQA/uRIDOrdEQns/s400/P1020876.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we go again!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It wasn't long after this that he decided he was done! &amp;nbsp;His poor little hands were frozen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are wondering where Jonny is...he was in the&amp;nbsp;building&amp;nbsp;looking for another sled...we might have to invest in another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...I'm learning new things with my camera...I'm shooting more manual shots these days...what do you think of my photos! &amp;nbsp;I think they come out so much more vibrant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; 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text-align: left;"&gt;It's that time of year again - time to decorate for Christmas! &amp;nbsp;I usually like to decorate the weekend of Thanksgiving, but the last few years that just hasn't happened. &amp;nbsp;But at least it wasn't the day before&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;either...lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUwAb2CKJJg/TuvNQPtkaDI/AAAAAAAAEK0/1UNRs6v_2ew/s1600/P1020796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUwAb2CKJJg/TuvNQPtkaDI/AAAAAAAAEK0/1UNRs6v_2ew/s400/P1020796.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Count Down Calendar from Grandma Schlatter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Blx7GZ89Exo/TuvNfY-pAsI/AAAAAAAAEK8/Luzn_udX6c0/s1600/P1020798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Blx7GZ89Exo/TuvNfY-pAsI/AAAAAAAAEK8/Luzn_udX6c0/s400/P1020798.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Jesse Tree to bring more meaning to Christmas!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geWba8vZmIw/TuvNvFxm0iI/AAAAAAAAELI/R93mF8Z1stM/s1600/P1020806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geWba8vZmIw/TuvNvFxm0iI/AAAAAAAAELI/R93mF8Z1stM/s400/P1020806.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The nativity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNtun26N8ZQ/TuvN-nHFUDI/AAAAAAAAELQ/PQVYbOZ4Yck/s1600/P1020808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNtun26N8ZQ/TuvN-nHFUDI/AAAAAAAAELQ/PQVYbOZ4Yck/s400/P1020808.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All our Stockings are hung...though not full yet!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e900MNcefzI/TuvORv32vLI/AAAAAAAAELc/0c19XTCeWjw/s1600/P1020813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e900MNcefzI/TuvORv32vLI/AAAAAAAAELc/0c19XTCeWjw/s400/P1020813.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Kids Nativity&lt;br /&gt;(yes, we are missing Joseph but we found him later)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VObVz4Ou3Ok/TuvOhaTU8qI/AAAAAAAAELk/O0bad1cCQg0/s1600/P1020815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VObVz4Ou3Ok/TuvOhaTU8qI/AAAAAAAAELk/O0bad1cCQg0/s400/P1020815.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to decorate the tree. &lt;br /&gt;Nate helped put on the lights!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ogQo5y2Docw/TuvOzJrVXpI/AAAAAAAAELw/O0XAEmEdkCo/s1600/P1020818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ogQo5y2Docw/TuvOzJrVXpI/AAAAAAAAELw/O0XAEmEdkCo/s400/P1020818.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A VERY tired Ethan putting on his&amp;nbsp;ornament&amp;nbsp;before bed!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymHEjC-vh1E/TuvPEBUYUpI/AAAAAAAAEL4/QdpxnizhEWk/s1600/P1020821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymHEjC-vh1E/TuvPEBUYUpI/AAAAAAAAEL4/QdpxnizhEWk/s400/P1020821.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abi putting on her ornament&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbEu5NJsn9o/TuvPTB1-9DI/AAAAAAAAEME/DR-s0p657nM/s1600/P1020824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbEu5NJsn9o/TuvPTB1-9DI/AAAAAAAAEME/DR-s0p657nM/s400/P1020824.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonny's turn.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKW6H2mscFI/TuvPiZbU-II/AAAAAAAAEMM/qbJriMl3Z24/s1600/P1020825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKW6H2mscFI/TuvPiZbU-II/AAAAAAAAEMM/qbJriMl3Z24/s400/P1020825.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan actually has two ornaments to hang!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amvnkP38Gl8/TuvP0Yft9YI/AAAAAAAAEMY/dlJpXR3mUTM/s1600/P1020831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amvnkP38Gl8/TuvP0Yft9YI/AAAAAAAAEMY/dlJpXR3mUTM/s400/P1020831.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Family Ornament History&lt;br /&gt;You can see from our wedding to the four kids. &lt;br /&gt;Each addition a new ornament!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_zc5u0DUpg/TuvQCbUrglI/AAAAAAAAEMg/2hLCz1idrW0/s1600/P1020832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_zc5u0DUpg/TuvQCbUrglI/AAAAAAAAEMg/2hLCz1idrW0/s400/P1020832.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy putting on the traditional star...always Daddy's job!&lt;br /&gt;Note - he put it on backwards, so we had to fix it...lol!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dy-tM7K6h6I/TuvQTr5-GzI/AAAAAAAAEMs/uzulUKZPwXQ/s1600/P1020834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dy-tM7K6h6I/TuvQTr5-GzI/AAAAAAAAEMs/uzulUKZPwXQ/s400/P1020834.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The deer (which are too fragile to be outside&lt;br /&gt;and my houses with snow!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0LBeD2dT3A/TuwIocUoPKI/AAAAAAAAENI/frM68dHYsoQ/s1600/P1020835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0LBeD2dT3A/TuwIocUoPKI/AAAAAAAAENI/frM68dHYsoQ/s400/P1020835.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;Village...it hasn't been out for YEARS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adX30wwc5O0/TuwI4mtG6DI/AAAAAAAAENU/7BFhlO7sDlI/s1600/P1020840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adX30wwc5O0/TuwI4mtG6DI/AAAAAAAAENU/7BFhlO7sDlI/s400/P1020840.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few lights all around!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RkBFNuxLB34/TuvQyH83UAI/AAAAAAAAENA/C-J0oRGbMNU/s1600/P1020844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RkBFNuxLB34/TuvQyH83UAI/AAAAAAAAENA/C-J0oRGbMNU/s400/P1020844.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Christmas Corner!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We put lights up outside too, but we are having some technical&amp;nbsp;difficulties&amp;nbsp;with those that I hope to get fixed soon. &amp;nbsp;But at least the inside of the house is not warm and cozy and feeling alot more like Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-5721193559046935690?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5721193559046935690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-decorations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5721193559046935690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/5721193559046935690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-decorations.html' title='Christmas Decorations'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUwAb2CKJJg/TuvNQPtkaDI/AAAAAAAAEK0/1UNRs6v_2ew/s72-c/P1020796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6393224615343587363</id><published>2011-12-03T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T22:35:38.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from the M&amp;M Schlatter 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/waY5lPKDsWw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/waY5lPKDsWw?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/waY5lPKDsWw?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly...does it get any better than that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS...I was going to edit out my 'snap' but forgot...&amp;nbsp;oops...at least it adds some reality to the whole thing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; 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Apologies and introductions were made all around and the serving of dinner was performed exquisitely.  The RioArd Resorvan and Resorvan&amp;#233; sat at the head of the table in their usual spot, but tonight the rest of the seating had been rearranged for their guest.  &lt;p&gt;Usually Sage sat to the right of the RioArd with his wife Tamia beside him.  Next came the Ard Commandant and his wife, followed by Rayna; across from them, at the left of the RioArd Resorvan&amp;#233; usually sat the Ard Consuler with his wife, followed by Elona and her husband Kamar and the single Ard Curator.  The rest of the table was filled with members of the Cort&amp;#233; arranged by good standing who were at the castle.  This seating arrangement only changed when one of the Resorvan were in attendance which resulted in everyone being moved down a seat.  &lt;p&gt;But tonight, CherRio Nik&amp;#233;lon sat at the RioArd&amp;#39;s right hand and Rayna was moved to sit beside him.  Sage and Tamia were placed at the RioArd Resorvan&amp;#233;&amp;#39;s left, displacing the Ard Consuler and his wife down two seats and shifted the Ard Curator to the other side of the table.  &lt;p&gt;Never before had Rayna been seated so highly at the table and definitely never above Sage or Elona, this concept was rather disturbing to say the least, and Rayna noted Elona&amp;#39;s vexed demeanor.  Sage on the other hand seemed to be smug in his position as if to say he&amp;#39;d gotten a secret upper hand.  Rayna wondered if that was part of his plan to marry off his sister for the price of peace.  &lt;p&gt;As Rayna studied her brother she wondered, Am I not worth more to you than a piece of meat?  Can you not see beyond the gold that will go into your pocket with such a merger?  What about our land?  Have you forgotten your duty and vow to preserve what the Divine has blessed us with?&lt;p&gt;But Rayna&amp;#39;s musings were cut short when her father inquired, &amp;quot;CherRio Nik&amp;#233;lon, we have several entertainments lined up for the evening in honor of your arrival, would you care to request the first event?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Nik&amp;#233;lon put down his fork and turned to Rayna without even giving consideration to the paper the RioArd offered him.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;d like to dance.&amp;quot;  And without waiting for approval, permission, or dessert, he took Rayna&amp;#39;s hand and stood.  Having no choice but to follow, Rayna tried to eloquently dab her mouth, clear her throat, and rise one handed.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Excellent idea, do you have a favorite?&amp;quot;  Sage joined in grabbing Tamia&amp;#39;s hand and pulling her away from the table, while the RioArd stared on speechless.  &lt;p&gt;Turning to Rayna, Nik&amp;#233;lon asked, &amp;quot;Do you know the Pavan&amp;#233;?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Shock clearly resonated throughout the room as Rayna hesitantly nodded in affirmation to knowing the wedding dance.  Obvious murmurs were heard questioning if the RioArd would allow his unmarried, unannounced daughter to perform what was known as the most intimate of dances - that which was done between a bride and groom after vows were spoken.&lt;p&gt;But as the musicians took their place and the RioArd was about to object, Nik&amp;#233;lon declared with a mischievous smile, &amp;quot;The Almain&amp;#233; please.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;With a chuckle and sigh of relief, Sage boldly declared, &amp;quot;Good choice,&amp;quot; as the musicians started to play the fast paced suite.  &lt;p&gt;Pedro glanced at Arlona with pure relief flooding his being.  Arlona returned his smile, but he saw the anxiety behind the fa&amp;#231;ade in her eyes.  In an attempt to soothe their nerves, Arlona held out her hand to her husband and they rose to join the dancing. &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, on the dance floor, Nik&amp;#233;lon expertly and smoothly led Rayna in the steps of the Almain&amp;#233; in silence.  About half way through the dance, he asked, &amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t like me much do you?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Shocked, Rayna turned her eyes up to meet his.  They were a deep blue like the ocean with silver specks, perfect complements to his long golden hair.  Lost momentarily in her observations, she almost forgot his question, but then he spun her around and stopped right in front of the garden doors.  &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m told you like the gardens.  Please walk with me.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Rayna glanced over her shoulder to her parents.  It was not proper for an unmarried Herser&amp;#233; to go unaccompanied with a man and certainly not proper for a CherRen&amp;#233; unless betrothed.  But she was not betrothed – at least not that she was supposed to know.  &lt;p&gt;As she stood there debating what she was to do, her brother made his way over and declared, &amp;quot;It is a beautiful night out tonight.  The two of you should take a walk in the gardens.&amp;quot;  He gave a pointed look at Rayna but she looked past him to her father.  With reluctance in his eyes, she saw him nod his approval.  &lt;p&gt;Turning to Nik&amp;#233;lon with renewed determination toward righting her wrongs and walking in the Divine&amp;#39;s calling, Rayna answered, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;d love to show you our gardens.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Nik&amp;#233;lon took her arm and escorted her into the darkness beyond the door.  As they stepped out into the evening air, a shiver ran clear through Rayna and she knew without a shadow of doubt – Nik&amp;#233;lon was the man in her latest dream.&lt;p&gt;The one whose hand she saw as destruction came to Travane.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-481582940524422856?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/481582940524422856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-3-section-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/481582940524422856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/481582940524422856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-3-section-2.html' title='Chapter 3 – Section 2'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-7653329816693537749</id><published>2011-12-02T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T22:33:21.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethan'/><title type='text'>Wow...Oh My...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just couldn't refuse posting this. &amp;nbsp;Even though this is Ethan's second Christmas, he was so taken in by all the lights! &amp;nbsp;Here is a short little video that captures some of his awe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/0afHewKJCTw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0afHewKJCTw?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0afHewKJCTw?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-7653329816693537749?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7653329816693537749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/wowoh-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7653329816693537749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7653329816693537749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/wowoh-my.html' title='Wow...Oh My...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2524690661520164734</id><published>2011-12-01T13:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:13:37.333-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Last Batch of Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>I don't know how many people can say that they were processing the last of their tomatoes on December 1st, but this year that is exactly what I am doing! To my utter surprise, I will get six quarts of tomatoes from what was left in my refrigerator plus the few jars of green tomato salsa that I will water bath along with the plain tomatoes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I get the tomatoes in the canner, I believe I will be getting the house ready for Christmas decorating.  I usually like to take time to decorate for Christmas on Thanksgiving weekend but the last few years that hasn't happened.  Marion said this weekend would work for sure, but I have a lot of prep work that needs to be done before that can happen. The kids have been begging to decorate and I find it humorous that the advent calendar is sitting next to the thanksgiving tree right now, mixed in with the wrapping paper from last weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't start getting ready for decorating, then I will be working on the Christmas program costumes for the church program coming up on December 18th.  I think we are all ready for the first practice coming up this Sunday!  Wow, where has the time gone?  Can it really be Christmas season already?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, I've got some great pictures from thanksgiving and I will try to get those added in as soon as I can. For now I better get going and try to finish up these tomatoes and get them in the canner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2524690661520164734?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2524690661520164734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-batch-of-tomatoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2524690661520164734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2524690661520164734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-batch-of-tomatoes.html' title='Last Batch of Tomatoes'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-1426740934512507616</id><published>2011-11-30T15:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T15:53:05.994-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Renovation - Living Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today's project: &amp;nbsp;The Living Room Windows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately, it didn't go as well as I had&amp;nbsp;envisioned&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have these beautiful deep welled windows. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IInDflT88mY/TtaZXzwwdoI/AAAAAAAAEHw/by0Ve2ZPyQ4/s1600/P1020790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IInDflT88mY/TtaZXzwwdoI/AAAAAAAAEHw/by0Ve2ZPyQ4/s400/P1020790.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But when they put in the new windows (the shorter ones) there were several spots that were marred - which will require some sanding and maybe even filler to fix. &amp;nbsp;These windows have needed some attention for awhile but I never&amp;nbsp;could find the matching Formby's that Mom used to treat the windows and I wasn't sure how to match it free hand (not to mention the fact that we've had babies and young kids for years). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, we finally decided to tackle this project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is what the window edges looked like before I started...blended and smooth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s76IAZthYrw/TtaZ6ukD7sI/AAAAAAAAEIM/ETIbO60ezcE/s1600/P1020793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s76IAZthYrw/TtaZ6ukD7sI/AAAAAAAAEIM/ETIbO60ezcE/s400/P1020793.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I used the Formby's Refinisher, this is what &amp;nbsp;I had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEjJo11E2IQ/TtaaJ8Ba6CI/AAAAAAAAEIU/SW1ejq-HUQg/s1600/P1020795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEjJo11E2IQ/TtaaJ8Ba6CI/AAAAAAAAEIU/SW1ejq-HUQg/s400/P1020795.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;From the picture, it would look like I had success, but if you look toward the bottom you'll see that I still have some layers to take off and I used an entire jug of the remover on just this one panel - and I should have probably not pushed it as far as I did. &amp;nbsp;So yes...it did work, but WOWsers...the remover is going to add up fast!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see...one can cost somewhere between $9-$10 and I didn't even get one window panel done. &amp;nbsp;I've got four windows in this room...if I have to use 4 containers per window...we are looking at $40 a window...$160 for all the windows! &amp;nbsp;That doesn't include the entryway, trim or any of the other stuff I need like the gloves or the steel wool pads. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd estimate that it will be around $200.00 for this room alone! &amp;nbsp;I guess that isn't too bad in the scheme of things. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now to decide if it would be more cost effective to buy the&amp;nbsp;fancy&amp;nbsp;infrared&amp;nbsp;machine or continue with good ole' elbow grease and icky stinky chemicals! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-1426740934512507616?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1426740934512507616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/renovation-living-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1426740934512507616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1426740934512507616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/renovation-living-room.html' title='Renovation - Living Room'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IInDflT88mY/TtaZXzwwdoI/AAAAAAAAEHw/by0Ve2ZPyQ4/s72-c/P1020790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4062151553350541281</id><published>2011-11-30T14:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T15:53:45.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>One of our Christmas gifts explained!</title><content type='html'>For Christmas our family was blessed with an iPad2.  I cannot tell you how thrilled we all are to have received this amazing gift (well...all but Marion that is...lol).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, Marion is very thankful for the gift but he hasn't fallen in love with it like the rest of us have! (though I do think he is very excited about the weather channel app...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are all very blessed to have received this gift and we have been having a blast trying to figure it all out.  I have some pictures of the kids using it for school and I'll post those later, but for now I wanted to see how easy it would be to post via the iPad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it goes our first iPad post!&lt;br /&gt;Sent with Writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4062151553350541281?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4062151553350541281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-our-christmas-gifts-explained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4062151553350541281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4062151553350541281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-our-christmas-gifts-explained.html' title='One of our Christmas gifts explained!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8610028791434935455</id><published>2011-11-29T19:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T15:19:58.819-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Renovation - Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so this is what our kitchen looks like right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--hYXoCiIk10/TtWUf8iy9uI/AAAAAAAAEG8/70M8_Kkqt0Q/s1600/P1020784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--hYXoCiIk10/TtWUf8iy9uI/AAAAAAAAEG8/70M8_Kkqt0Q/s400/P1020784.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please pardon the mess...it was laundry day when I took this pic!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_u_AFN8k3Ag/TtWUupypWyI/AAAAAAAAEHE/TN_4DSccJsE/s1600/P1020785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_u_AFN8k3Ag/TtWUupypWyI/AAAAAAAAEHE/TN_4DSccJsE/s400/P1020785.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;We've got chipped paint.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xArWIpHV6g/TtWU66UA3lI/AAAAAAAAEHM/rfH-3gtGd4g/s1600/P1020786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xArWIpHV6g/TtWU66UA3lI/AAAAAAAAEHM/rfH-3gtGd4g/s400/P1020786.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;worn spots&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAEH6Fiqqwk/TtWVV3uPuEI/AAAAAAAAEHc/jWAGUlvNc18/s1600/P1020788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAEH6Fiqqwk/TtWVV3uPuEI/AAAAAAAAEHc/jWAGUlvNc18/s400/P1020788.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This wall actually still looks nice.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6edR5kmS1I/TtWVkLbM5vI/AAAAAAAAEHk/yfu9WZ-cZEg/s1600/P1020789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6edR5kmS1I/TtWVkLbM5vI/AAAAAAAAEHk/yfu9WZ-cZEg/s400/P1020789.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then the cabinets over here&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for the blur!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have loved the bright colors that matched our Summer Breeze Dishes, but a few things I learned was (a) it is impossible to repair a painted texture wall so that it matches, (b) light colors attract and show dirt WAY worse than dark, and (c) after awhile, change can be good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, that left me with the&amp;nbsp;dilemma&amp;nbsp;of what I was going to do in this room. &amp;nbsp;First thing I needed was a color scheme that I liked. &amp;nbsp;And very fortunately, the inspiration came with my Christmas Present from Marion's brother Marvin! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marvin was at an FFA Auction and saw this huge box of coffee stuff and he thought "I've got Melanie's name...and she needs this!" &amp;nbsp;So he bought it for me. &amp;nbsp;It was chucked full of all kinds of stuff...but that is for a different post...for this post...what you need to see is the box it came in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUpB7xal2uw/TtWAh00AWrI/AAAAAAAAEGk/XU0rpv5u_bg/s1600/P1020782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUpB7xal2uw/TtWAh00AWrI/AAAAAAAAEGk/XU0rpv5u_bg/s400/P1020782.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's take a closer look if we can:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGiOQ6IT3cg/TtWAwO_A0DI/AAAAAAAAEGs/rdyW-pay0bA/s1600/P1020783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGiOQ6IT3cg/TtWAwO_A0DI/AAAAAAAAEGs/rdyW-pay0bA/s320/P1020783.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ABSOLUTELY LOVE the RED, BROWN, BLACK combo here!&lt;br /&gt;(in the picture you can't really tell the&amp;nbsp;difference&amp;nbsp;between the brown and black but there is one)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I went to town today and while in the Lumber store, I picked out these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLGvho-9oV0/TtWATHptltI/AAAAAAAAEGc/adF2vr-RG6k/s1600/P1020781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLGvho-9oV0/TtWATHptltI/AAAAAAAAEGc/adF2vr-RG6k/s400/P1020781.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally blown away when I got home, because even though it doesn't look like it in the pictures, the red and brown on the paint chips matches almost perfectly with the box. &amp;nbsp;I knew the yellow would be darker but I wanted it to be that way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little 'tile' piece is actually going to be the new desk/counter area in the "office" part of the kitchen. &amp;nbsp;The main color will be the yellow with the accents of the red and brown. &amp;nbsp;I might get bold enough to do some fancy painting/stripes with the&amp;nbsp;paneling&amp;nbsp;boards, but I haven't decided exactly on that yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited! &amp;nbsp;Now, if we could just get the countertop/desk portion of the renovation figured out, we'd be all set to start! &amp;nbsp;I'm waiting for a few quotes to come back from Koster's Lumber and then we'll make a decision (I hope). &amp;nbsp;I can't really start painting until we rip out the old counter on the west wall and we can't do that until we know what counter we are replacing it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabinets in the actual kitchen part need some serious help. &amp;nbsp;The doors are starting to show the wear of the years and I have several spots where the varnish has worn off around the handle especially. &amp;nbsp;We haven't made any final decisions about what we are doing there, but we'll need to come up with something to 'upgrade' the wood on them. &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking handles and possibly hinges with a new coat of varnish maybe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other updates in the kitchen are the new light fixtures that will be going up, new curtains to match the new colors scheme, and some work on the back splash/tile area of the cabinets. &amp;nbsp;(I'm thinking some faux&amp;nbsp;painting&amp;nbsp;on the back splash or some of that new &lt;a href="http://fasadeideas.com/applications/backsplash/backsplash-gallery"&gt;Fascade Decorative Thermoplastic Backsplash&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8610028791434935455?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8610028791434935455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/renovation-kitchen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8610028791434935455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8610028791434935455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/renovation-kitchen.html' title='Renovation - Kitchen'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--hYXoCiIk10/TtWUf8iy9uI/AAAAAAAAEG8/70M8_Kkqt0Q/s72-c/P1020784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-2905725543102110335</id><published>2011-11-29T17:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:08:29.773-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Sorry for the absence...</title><content type='html'>OH MY...do I have alot to catch up on, but I don't have the time right now. &amp;nbsp;I'll just give you a taste of what is to come and leave you all hungry for more info...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we had a great Thanksgiving and really enjoyed the time with family...though we missed Aunt K!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also celebrated a wonderful Schlatter Christmas and I can't wait to share with you some of our gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I've been trying to get things organized around the house, back in the routine of school, introducing a new routine with Jonathan, and dealing with a sick and cranky E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been working on plans for our house renovation which will be starting soon. &amp;nbsp;(no, we aren't adding the addition yet, but we are going to be doing some renovations with what we have first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll be trying to get some things updated over the next few weeks before Christmas hits and we have another plethora of posts! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then...blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-2905725543102110335?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2905725543102110335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-for-absence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2905725543102110335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/2905725543102110335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-for-absence.html' title='Sorry for the absence...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-9026372064356361599</id><published>2011-11-27T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:16:13.470-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids in General'/><title type='text'>Calling all MOMS...Calling all MOMS!</title><content type='html'>WARNING: &amp;nbsp;Too Much Information May Follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and I have been struggling for some time now with sores on his bum! &amp;nbsp;They seem to appear whenever he has a poopy diaper, but if he hasn't had a poopy for a while, they get better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've tried treating yeast, but that isn't it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to change him as soon as I notice he is poopy but that doesn't seem to help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acquafir seems to be the best barrier protection I have found so far for his issue, but it hasn't solved the problem, only treated the symptoms of the problem. And if I don't have Acuafir on him and he poops, the sores are right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after just one treatment of Acquafir there is usually a drastic improvement - Grandma saw the same thing with the Aveeno she used, but again...it hasn't solved the&amp;nbsp;problem, only treated the&amp;nbsp;result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to figure out if it is a reaction to the poop and the LUVs or if it is something he's been eating???? &amp;nbsp;Any help or suggestions you have would be GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&amp;nbsp;in advance for any comments left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-9026372064356361599?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9026372064356361599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/calling-all-momscalling-all-moms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/9026372064356361599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/9026372064356361599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/calling-all-momscalling-all-moms.html' title='Calling all MOMS...Calling all MOMS!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-7113662477547713666</id><published>2011-11-24T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T14:50:10.772-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ewZJjwODtkQ/TzbQFS-_iuI/AAAAAAAAFCU/x-k11lnkUjw/s1600/P1020355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ewZJjwODtkQ/TzbQFS-_iuI/AAAAAAAAFCU/x-k11lnkUjw/s400/P1020355.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins C, T &amp;amp; E&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4oCElPNwfQ/TzbQSK53vPI/AAAAAAAAFCc/1mEb_sSIETE/s1600/P1020359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4oCElPNwfQ/TzbQSK53vPI/AAAAAAAAFCc/1mEb_sSIETE/s400/P1020359.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLT4YgLBZcc/TzbQSrmRIsI/AAAAAAAAFCk/0MVgIKfVPOE/s1600/P1020393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLT4YgLBZcc/TzbQSrmRIsI/AAAAAAAAFCk/0MVgIKfVPOE/s400/P1020393.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sF4zhiq5oLI/TzbQjGgoJ-I/AAAAAAAAFCs/y34xLCPx12k/s1600/P1020411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sF4zhiq5oLI/TzbQjGgoJ-I/AAAAAAAAFCs/y34xLCPx12k/s400/P1020411.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3_Axjn3HX8/TzbQzU4M-4I/AAAAAAAAFC4/8mdfmMSnJiY/s1600/P1020418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3_Axjn3HX8/TzbQzU4M-4I/AAAAAAAAFC4/8mdfmMSnJiY/s400/P1020418.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;fishing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHebXMyejAI/TzbRCsJAJII/AAAAAAAAFDA/mMw5Q7gHVzU/s1600/P1020426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHebXMyejAI/TzbRCsJAJII/AAAAAAAAFDA/mMw5Q7gHVzU/s400/P1020426.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonny, Nate &amp;amp; Cousin B&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEaygHNSXQY/TzbRPGnglJI/AAAAAAAAFDM/pkQukct1EO4/s1600/P1020433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEaygHNSXQY/TzbRPGnglJI/AAAAAAAAFDM/pkQukct1EO4/s400/P1020433.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abi, Cousin P and Cousin W&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HLssEBR4U8/TzbRb2Umz-I/AAAAAAAAFDU/H9cnllF2rZE/s1600/P1020434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HLssEBR4U8/TzbRb2Umz-I/AAAAAAAAFDU/H9cnllF2rZE/s400/P1020434.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin W and Nate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAFaxav_ZSU/TzbRrhACjJI/AAAAAAAAFDc/dgMwA1z55iA/s1600/P1020436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAFaxav_ZSU/TzbRrhACjJI/AAAAAAAAFDc/dgMwA1z55iA/s400/P1020436.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nate, Jonny, and Cousin E&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNrZkpzeY8g/TzbR5R65UDI/AAAAAAAAFDo/aYACgQEbxP8/s1600/P1020440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNrZkpzeY8g/TzbR5R65UDI/AAAAAAAAFDo/aYACgQEbxP8/s400/P1020440.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the kids made turkeys&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XPMdVjStVU/TzbSJYnIiDI/AAAAAAAAFDw/qChHFHeC5Iw/s1600/P1020442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XPMdVjStVU/TzbSJYnIiDI/AAAAAAAAFDw/qChHFHeC5Iw/s400/P1020442.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nate, Jonny, Cousin B, Abi, Cousin P and Cousin W&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJLa-yRSw6s/TzbSZ96XtYI/AAAAAAAAFD8/WiUpoSkw5KA/s1600/P1020443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJLa-yRSw6s/TzbSZ96XtYI/AAAAAAAAFD8/WiUpoSkw5KA/s400/P1020443.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin T and W with Ethan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-Dqy_hWnW0/TzbSmTuktJI/AAAAAAAAFEE/dDoZaiVt50E/s1600/P1020445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-Dqy_hWnW0/TzbSmTuktJI/AAAAAAAAFEE/dDoZaiVt50E/s400/P1020445.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin &amp;nbsp;MH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRoW831L1Cc/TzbS4Ll3OzI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/2jvh-VtxBow/s1600/P1020490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRoW831L1Cc/TzbS4Ll3OzI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/2jvh-VtxBow/s400/P1020490.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04XWCDqfkZc/TzbTIivWs0I/AAAAAAAAFEY/Z4yluGKpnJQ/s1600/P1020491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04XWCDqfkZc/TzbTIivWs0I/AAAAAAAAFEY/Z4yluGKpnJQ/s400/P1020491.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin MH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPP2GMjKGk8/TzbTYCxpjwI/AAAAAAAAFEk/Et7RXusNuig/s1600/P1020499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPP2GMjKGk8/TzbTYCxpjwI/AAAAAAAAFEk/Et7RXusNuig/s400/P1020499.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxMhVpvr_dI/TzbTmFviAZI/AAAAAAAAFEs/IjQwRdmjTQY/s1600/P1020509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxMhVpvr_dI/TzbTmFviAZI/AAAAAAAAFEs/IjQwRdmjTQY/s400/P1020509.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting on a skit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-7113662477547713666?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7113662477547713666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7113662477547713666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7113662477547713666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend-part-2.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend - Part 2'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ewZJjwODtkQ/TzbQFS-_iuI/AAAAAAAAFCU/x-k11lnkUjw/s72-c/P1020355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6416944739777686327</id><published>2011-11-23T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:57:43.229-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Renovation</title><content type='html'>Okay - After much discussion, debate, and prayer we have decided that we need to first deal with the blessings that we have before we add on to the blessing! &amp;nbsp;Therefore, before we seriously discuss additions or anything like that (yet we will be thinking and praying about those options for the future) we are going to start making some changes with what we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down the other day and went from room to room and decided what needed to be done and what changes I'd like to see, then I presented that list to Marion. &amp;nbsp;So far, with the exception of one room (the boys bathroom) I have the green light to&amp;nbsp;proceed&amp;nbsp;with all my 'updates'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these projects will be intertwined, and some will be stand alone, but I'd still like to share with you all the things we are doing. &amp;nbsp;Now, usually Wednesdays are my days for Garden/Yard work, but since we are now into the fall/winter months, I'm going to take&amp;nbsp;Wednesdays&amp;nbsp;and use them as my home improvement days (ie the reason I'm posting this on Tuesday night - tomorrow will hopefully be my first day of projects).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is what I'm going to do for blogging purposes. &amp;nbsp;Each Project will be posted under the home label. &amp;nbsp;In the post title I'll put Renovation - (and the project room). &amp;nbsp;So then you'll be able to see what we are doing in each of the rooms in the title section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few 'starter' ideas I'm hoping to get to tomorrow, but we'll see how that goes with school and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-6416944739777686327?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6416944739777686327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/renovation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6416944739777686327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/6416944739777686327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/renovation.html' title='Renovation'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-722699518809141644</id><published>2011-11-23T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T14:28:43.041-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-722699518809141644?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/722699518809141644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/722699518809141644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/722699518809141644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend-part-1.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend - Part 1'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HghkLAqRFZo/Tzatoef8jlI/AAAAAAAAFBA/ee__la0trR8/s72-c/P1020351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-8698481682128031568</id><published>2011-11-22T21:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:40:21.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travane'/><title type='text'>Chapter 3 – Section 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Asquickly as she could Rayna made her way to her second floor apartment.&amp;nbsp; As she entered, she found Yyvan pacing theroom.&amp;nbsp; “Oh, CherRené, where have youbeen?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Walking,but I heard the news that CherRio Nikélon has arrived.&amp;nbsp; What are my orders?”&amp;nbsp; Rayna calmly inquired as Yyvan rushed to herside and began undressing her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“TheRioArd Resorvan sent for you a half hour ago but I informed him you were nothere and that I did not know of your whereabouts.&amp;nbsp; He was not pleased and sent word that youwere to be found and join him and his guest in the Solar Room immediately.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In atizzy, Yyvan moved to the dressing area and produced the most flamboyant gownRayna had ever seen and knew it was not one from her Wardrobe. “I am notwearing that.”&amp;nbsp; Rayna clearlydeclared.&amp;nbsp; “Where did you get it?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Shockedand flabbergasted, Yyvan responded, “The RioArd Resorvané sent it up with theRioArd’s orders.&amp;nbsp; You must wear itCherRené.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“No, Imustn’t.&amp;nbsp; I will wear the Rose Batak withwhite lace and I’ll have no arguments femédam.”&amp;nbsp;Rayna made her way to her dressing table and began brushing her hairleaving no room for Yyvan to question her.&amp;nbsp;If she truly wanted to get Rayna dressed and to the Solar Room asdirected she simply would have to follow Rayna’s orders.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Clearlydistressed, Yyvan recognized the CherRené’s determination.&amp;nbsp; Loudly exhaling in defeat, Yyvan quickly madeher way to Rayna’s Wardrobe and gathered the necessary items as she wasdirected.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Twentyminutes later, the Bell Tower tolled the dinner hour as Rayna made her way tothe Solar Room in her parent’s wing of the castle.&amp;nbsp; She was sure her father would have a fewwords to speak with her, but she hoped he would contain himself in front oftheir guest.&amp;nbsp; As Rayna stopped at thedoor, she paused to send up a prayer to the Divine and then nodded at thesentry to announce her arrival.&amp;nbsp; As thesentry entered the room, a peace washed over her and she marveled at how shecould have ever lived her life without that calming reassurance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ToRayna’s surprise, her father opened the door – fire in his eyes.&amp;nbsp; “Come in here CherRené.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Raynabowed and entered with her head down.&amp;nbsp;She quickly surveyed the room and found only her mother in attendance –shocked and clearly displeased to see Rayna not dressed as she hadinstructed.&amp;nbsp; But before her mother couldsay anything, her father slammed the door after the sentry and briskly approachedher.&amp;nbsp; Bracing herself, Rayna met herfather’s eyes and waited for the onslaught.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;At seeinghis daughter’s strength, Pedro backed down and paced for several minutes beforefacing Rayna again. “Do you know how much trouble you have caused in the lastfew hours?”&amp;nbsp; Rayna continued to look himin the eye, calm settling into her being from the Divine.&amp;nbsp; “I was in the midst of a very important meetingwith Ard Consuler Vogah when we were interrupted by a very irate JuniorConsuler Martin.&amp;nbsp; As he was informing methat my daughter disrespectfully interrupted his class, insulted him, and leftwithout being dismissed, I was informed of the arrival of CherRio Nikélon.&amp;nbsp; His first request was to immediately meet mydaughter, whom could not be found.&amp;nbsp; Afterunhappily waiting here for nearly an hour CherRio Nikélon finally retired toprepare for dinner.”&amp;nbsp; Pausing to paceagain, he continued, “I sent word for you over an hour ago.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Stoppingdirectly in front of Rayna he looked down upon her with his impending dark eyeswhich always intimidated her.&amp;nbsp; “You knowhow much I distaste not being informed and having to wait on my children.&amp;nbsp; Where were you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Taking adeep breath, Rayna confidently answered, “I went to the Sanctuary and then fora walk.&amp;nbsp; I informed the sentry at thedoor before I left the castle.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Then whycould you not be found?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“I am notcertain my lord,” Rayna hoped that by addressing her father so formally, hewould know she was sincere and took the situation seriously, “I may have beenin the Sanctuary gardens when the time came that you were seeking me.”&amp;nbsp; Rayna was very thankful that the Ard Vescavohad suggested she leave the dais room through the back which led her into theSanctuary gardens.&amp;nbsp; This provided herwith a way of escape from lying.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Curiouslythe RioArd lifted his brows, “You do not usually visit the Sanctuarygardens.&amp;nbsp; Why do so today?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“I begyour forgiveness my lord, I went to the Sanctuary for purification after theordeal with the Junior Consuler and after an hour at the altar I felt drawn tothe gardens for a closer walk with the Divine.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Apparentlyher father had not expected this answer for he stepped back and stared inwonder at Rayna.&amp;nbsp; After several momentsof silence, he asked, “Were you alone in the Sanctuary gardens?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Confusionflooded Rayna but she nodded not sure where her father was going with hisquestion.&amp;nbsp; But then Pedro continued, “Youhave been spending much time alone with the Ard Vescavo.&amp;nbsp; I have been pleased with the changes I have seen,but I wonder” pausing to look Rayna up and down. “What is your relationshipwith Vescavo Jeroha?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pureshock radiated through Rayna with the insinuation and boldness of his question.&amp;nbsp; Not only was her father questioning herpurity and loyalty but also that of the Ard Vescavo – a proven confidant to himas well.&amp;nbsp; By the grace of the Divine,Rayna kept her demeanor calm and answered clearly, “The Ard Vescavo has been agreat confidant and teacher fulfilling his duty to the Divine and the RioArd inhis instruction.&amp;nbsp; He has aided me inseeing the deeper need for the Divine in my life, which is why I spent an hourin the Divine’s presence at the altar today.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Takingthe rare opportunity of being alone with her father and mother and having theircomplete attention, Rayna continued, “The Divine has given me an assignment – ajourney I must follow.&amp;nbsp; I greatlyapologize for the trouble you have had today, but I must follow what the Divinehas directed me, and I will not deviate from His call.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pedroabruptly sat.&amp;nbsp; Clearly not knowing whatto do with the new information he received mixed with what he secretlyheld.&amp;nbsp; The RioArd Resorvané anxiouslylooked between them, ringing her hands and biting her lip.&amp;nbsp; Rayna could tell her mother was obviouslytrying to hold back from speaking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;But what is it that she wants to say?&amp;nbsp; Does she want to tell me the truth aboutNikélon? Or is she in on the conspiracy against her?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Puttingthose thoughts aside, and knowing the many grievances that needed to beaddressed – not to mention the situation in which her father was being placed–Rayna took the liberty to move things forward in an attempt to avoid anyfurther conflicts at the time. “If I may my lord, I believe the Corté as wellas our guest are waiting for our arrival at dinner.&amp;nbsp; May I request that we continue any furtherdiscussion of these matters until a different time?&amp;nbsp; I believe there is much that still needs tobe said.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pedro satlost in thought.&amp;nbsp; Never before in all hisyears of reigning had he faced a situation such as he did now.&amp;nbsp; He didn’t know what to do – a state theRioArd was not familiar with nor should he ever be familiar with, but nonethelesshere he was - he had no answers, no clear direction.&amp;nbsp; Not knowing what else to do he simply stoodand nodded for his wife and daughter to join their guests.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To hissurprise, Rayna paused before exiting and softly stated, “I will make a formalapology to CherRio Nikélon and seek to make it up to him if I can.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pedronodded his approval and though Rayna knew this matter was not over, it seemedthat she had given her father enough to think about that he was no longer angrywith her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-8698481682128031568?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8698481682128031568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/chapter-3-section-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8698481682128031568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/8698481682128031568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/chapter-3-section-1.html' title='Chapter 3 – Section 1'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-1042448188322094963</id><published>2011-11-22T17:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T18:33:39.553-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Canning Season is almost done for this year!</title><content type='html'>I would have thought it to be already finished but between the green tomatoes that have ripened and the carrots and sweet potatoes we are still hard at it. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday we managed to get 19 pints of carrots canned in homemade beef broth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bktm33hMShs/Tswxq4nEv2I/AAAAAAAAEEU/rCGa8L01d2Q/s1600/P1020346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bktm33hMShs/Tswxq4nEv2I/AAAAAAAAEEU/rCGa8L01d2Q/s400/P1020346.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we worked on the sweet potatoes. By the time we are done, we will have 16 quarts of sweet potatoes in a very very light syrup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fl1G6t3r7i4/Tswx4bWQ6nI/AAAAAAAAEEg/jjgw3CIPLX8/s1600/P1020348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fl1G6t3r7i4/Tswx4bWQ6nI/AAAAAAAAEEg/jjgw3CIPLX8/s400/P1020348.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got a drawer full of&amp;nbsp;tomatoes&amp;nbsp;that need to be canned, but they will wait until after Thanksgiving weekend. &amp;nbsp;And then...I think I can officially pack the canner away and be done for 2011~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-1042448188322094963?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1042448188322094963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/canning-season-is-almost-done-for-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1042448188322094963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/1042448188322094963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/canning-season-is-almost-done-for-this.html' title='Canning Season is almost done for this year!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bktm33hMShs/Tswxq4nEv2I/AAAAAAAAEEU/rCGa8L01d2Q/s72-c/P1020346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-9177955178735625108</id><published>2011-11-21T18:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T18:59:06.740-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>A Thanksgiving Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't remember where I saw this idea, so please forgive the lack of link - but I thought it was a neat idea so we tried it this year. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We usually do a thanksgiving ledger where every year we sit down and think of all the things we are thankful for over the last year. &amp;nbsp;We also usually read the previous few years to remind us of things we've been thankful for in the past. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I figured this year we could put the things we were thankful for on the leaves of this tree and then we could record them later in our ledger. &amp;nbsp;So today the kids and I went outside to find just the perfect branches for our&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving&amp;nbsp;Tree. Then at supper we wrote down our thanksgivings and hung them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vagr4URXEIA/Tsw_wQgQNjI/AAAAAAAAEEo/jIIKsDU0hJE/s1600/P1020339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vagr4URXEIA/Tsw_wQgQNjI/AAAAAAAAEEo/jIIKsDU0hJE/s400/P1020339.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SND_Qi29sFg/Tsw_5_ps-wI/AAAAAAAAEEw/LYOeaP3DtWo/s1600/P1020340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SND_Qi29sFg/Tsw_5_ps-wI/AAAAAAAAEEw/LYOeaP3DtWo/s400/P1020340.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The letter represents who was thankful, and then what they are thankful for.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are a few other closeups of the leaves on the trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyhdmNyOJZY/TsxADL0UaqI/AAAAAAAAEE8/wsfYZ1BeXb8/s1600/P1020341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyhdmNyOJZY/TsxADL0UaqI/AAAAAAAAEE8/wsfYZ1BeXb8/s400/P1020341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJQeO31bpBg/TsxAMyv-s1I/AAAAAAAAEFE/DxrixFmr-z8/s1600/P1020342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJQeO31bpBg/TsxAMyv-s1I/AAAAAAAAEFE/DxrixFmr-z8/s400/P1020342.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GCWbWPZZj70/TsxAW423wTI/AAAAAAAAEFM/3IRbEKbOBDk/s1600/P1020343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GCWbWPZZj70/TsxAW423wTI/AAAAAAAAEFM/3IRbEKbOBDk/s400/P1020343.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I just discovered this cool setting on my camera...it's called a pin hole setting. &amp;nbsp;So I took a picture of the tree with that for the ARTISTIC set:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QUdi-HU2P6c/TsxAYPacX8I/AAAAAAAAEFU/uTWrKFB5fh0/s1600/P1020344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QUdi-HU2P6c/TsxAYPacX8I/AAAAAAAAEFU/uTWrKFB5fh0/s400/P1020344.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case I don't get another chance to say it ...&lt;b&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-9177955178735625108?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9177955178735625108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/9177955178735625108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/9177955178735625108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tree.html' title='A Thanksgiving Tree'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vagr4URXEIA/Tsw_wQgQNjI/AAAAAAAAEEo/jIIKsDU0hJE/s72-c/P1020339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-7776637968755820838</id><published>2011-11-19T14:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:15:35.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><title type='text'>Project Day - Scarfs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today I started off doing some sewing for the Christmas Program coming up in December. &amp;nbsp;We have several adjustments to make to the costumes this year and so I started working on that. &amp;nbsp;However, it wasn't long before Abigail was asking if she could finish the Scarf project we started a few weeks ago. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, the original idea wasn't working so well, so we revamped the idea and started over. &amp;nbsp;Abi wanted to make scarfs for the cousins that we had drawn names for. &amp;nbsp;So, here she is hard at work:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq3XbzeXA78/TsgWlCJqZII/AAAAAAAAEBo/-TAJBfaDiZE/s1600/P1020331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq3XbzeXA78/TsgWlCJqZII/AAAAAAAAEBo/-TAJBfaDiZE/s400/P1020331.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fortunately the scarfs were long straight stitches &lt;br /&gt;so she could handle that all by herself.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_h4mWBtDzAc/TsgWv9sVOpI/AAAAAAAAEBw/taDqWNVf5vI/s1600/P1020332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_h4mWBtDzAc/TsgWv9sVOpI/AAAAAAAAEBw/taDqWNVf5vI/s400/P1020332.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has learned how to adjust the fabric so that it stays straight.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LaY6pLC8eE/TsgW6UnxbUI/AAAAAAAAEB4/2R1laOxRnLQ/s1600/P1020333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LaY6pLC8eE/TsgW6UnxbUI/AAAAAAAAEB4/2R1laOxRnLQ/s400/P1020333.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hard at work all on her own!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQzEF6FEEw0/TsgXFCXEjDI/AAAAAAAAECE/w63cLg9YVZQ/s1600/P1020334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQzEF6FEEw0/TsgXFCXEjDI/AAAAAAAAECE/w63cLg9YVZQ/s400/P1020334.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished products...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-YVt9lzrDQ/TsgXPmuzlpI/AAAAAAAAECM/Z_AYQ2HGInk/s1600/P1020337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-YVt9lzrDQ/TsgXPmuzlpI/AAAAAAAAECM/Z_AYQ2HGInk/s400/P1020337.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was very excited to have made all these - including some for herself!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I know it is just a start but it is so much fun to see her eager to learn things like sewing and baking. &amp;nbsp;It is hard for us to believe that she is already grown up enough to start these projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-7776637968755820838?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7776637968755820838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/project-day-scarfs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7776637968755820838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/7776637968755820838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/project-day-scarfs.html' title='Project Day - Scarfs'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq3XbzeXA78/TsgWlCJqZII/AAAAAAAAEBo/-TAJBfaDiZE/s72-c/P1020331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-4464368635773578713</id><published>2011-11-17T09:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:39:35.654-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>A New Player</title><content type='html'>Today while I was out walking, the song Lift Me Up by the Afters started playing and I knew it was my Lord speaking directly to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the words just FIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so it got me thinking. &amp;nbsp;I've had various 'theme' songs this year (and over the years) that I like to share with you all. &amp;nbsp;So I added a player to the bottom of the blog and it will automatically start playing when you load my page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't want to be offensive to anyone, so if you'd rather not listen to it, please just scroll to the bottom and you can chose to shut it off and enjoy reading the blog in silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on getting a few more songs on the playlist but I have to figure out how to do that when they aren't already listed with playlist.com. &amp;nbsp;That might take me a while so for now it just repeats the one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, please feel free to scroll down and stop the music playing. &amp;nbsp;I usually listen once (maybe twice) and then shut it off myself...LOL! &amp;nbsp;But I really wanted a way to share the songs that God is working in me through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14692821-4464368635773578713?l=mmfarmlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4464368635773578713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-player.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4464368635773578713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14692821/posts/default/4464368635773578713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmfarmlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-player.html' title='A New Player'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02058152555438776492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ei_j86zZko/TaR1ru1cfvI/AAAAAAAACtQ/REAulWfvEME/s1600/P4270006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14692821.post-6763406203087875236</id><published>2011-11-16T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:42:01.301-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>DIY - HexBug Maze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nathan got a couple of Hexbugs for his birthday with a starter maze - and he loves them! So, naturally, he started asking for more Hexbug stuff for Christmas! &amp;nbsp;Now, if you look at &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/Hexbug-Hive-Habitat-Play-Set/17325836"&gt;Walmart&lt;/a&gt; you'll see that a large maze set runs about $30 or more! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, the last time we were at Cousin B's house, he showed Nathan his homemade Hexbug maze and Nathan came home 'begging' for one. &amp;nbsp;I'm not joking...every day he would ask "So, when can we make my Hexbug maze?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, I sat down with him and we did it! &amp;nbsp;So here is our step by step guide. Materials needed: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Large box to hold maze&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;duct tape - can be colored -- we only had plain old gray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Scissors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Popsicle&amp;nbsp;Sticks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And a large marble (according to B and Nathan ;0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, first, we took the box and drew the lines out for how we wanted the maze to look:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b24z27blZSU/TsiCocyB-2I/AAAAAAAAEEM/DWiQ8zuJSKY/s1600/P1020306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b24z27blZSU/TsiCocyB-2I/AAAAAAAAEEM/DWiQ8zuJSKY/s400/P1020306.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our box had holes in the bottom, &lt;br /&gt;so we duct taped them twice to provide a flat surface. &lt;br /&gt;We also taped the ends and sides where there were holes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkllWMXMPi0/Tsh9RWTvJ5I/AAAAAAAAECU/-6h_0yXKzBk/s1600/P1020311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkllWMXMPi0/Tsh9RWTvJ5I/AAAAAAAAECU/-6h_0yXKzBk/s400/P1020311.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A closer look of our Mapping.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next, you'll start by selecting a spot and cutting a&amp;nbsp;Popsicle&amp;nbsp;stick the right length. &amp;nbsp;Tear off a piece of duct tape the same size and wrap the stick inside leaving a flap of tape on each side. &amp;nbsp;Here are step by step pictures of what I mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LO7RlKdl348/Tsh9ZZT9fII/AAAAAAAAECg/JuuBTf2nm-k/s1600/P1020312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LO7RlKdl348/Tsh9ZZT9fII/AAAAAAAAECg/JuuBTf2nm-k/s400/P1020312.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stick and Tape about the same length.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g15OfKpKa7o/Tsh9hRrrQdI/AAAAAAAAECo/Ev8fMcklNfI/s1600/P1020313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g15OfKpKa7o/Tsh9hRrrQdI/AAAAAAAAECo/Ev8fMcklNfI/s400/P1020313.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Press the stick in the center on one side.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-OKsQxGvUQ/Tsh94y9UmrI/AAAAAAAAEDE/nRfy6po1X14/s1600/P1020316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-OKsQxGvUQ/Tsh94y9UmrI/AAAAAAAAEDE/nRfy6po1X14/s400/P1020316.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fold the tap back so that it doesn't stick to the other side.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQKlGL2YFxs/Tsh-AdCjXII/AAAAAAAAEDM/F7P2bGr5upw/s1600/P1020317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQKlGL2YFxs/Tsh-AdCjXII/AAAAAAAAEDM/F7P2bGr5upw/s400/P1020317.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then press other side down and fold back that side too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now, take your tape covered&amp;nbsp;Popsicle&amp;nbsp;stick and position it on the box pressing tightly next to the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I1XVcmR0LtE/Tsh-IFiWESI/AAAAAAAAEDU/B7AHsglxzkU/s1600/P1020318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I1XVcmR0LtE/Tsh-IFiWESI/AAAAAAAAEDU/B7AHsglxzkU/s400/P1020318.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see how it stands on its own but the edges have not been anchored yet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fX6IyGGu41A/Tsh-Xgz3mwI/AAAAAAAAEDk/5dsYUcghz5o/s1600/P1020321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fX6IyGGu41A/Tsh-Xgz3mwI/AAAAAAAAEDk/5dsYUcghz5o/s400/P1020321.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now securely press down all edges. &lt;br /&gt;Make sure there are no edges or the Hexbugs will get stuck.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Continue around your board, butting edges of sticks to make walls and leaving gaps for doorways. &amp;nbsp;We found it helpful to tear off small narrow strips to reinforces the corners and ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdJz4BQQg2g/Tsh-Qmqq1JI/AAAAAAAAEDc/oSdBgQUScKA/s1600/P1020320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdJz4BQQg2g/Tsh-Qmqq1JI/AAAAAAAAEDc/oSdBgQUScKA/s400/P1020320.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see how the end of this corner has been reinforced.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;After getting all the walls up. &amp;nbsp;Check them with a large marble to see if any need anchored more. &amp;nbsp;If a marble knocks down a wall, the Hexbug will too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fF6BqBrfVSM/Tsh-i-a0voI/AAAAAAAAEDw/qDNtIVNeypU/s1600/P1020322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fF6BqBrfVSM/Tsh-i-a0voI/AAAAAAAAEDw/qDNtIVNeypU/s400/P1020322.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Finished Product!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKSKm5Bwylg/Tsh-tafvnQI/AAAAAAAAED4/oObSit9wgp0/s1600/P1020324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKSKm5Bwylg/Tsh-tafvnQI/AAAAAAAAED4/oObSit9wgp0/s400/P1020324.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HexBug actively enjoying the MAZE!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yGK2TyBaTUk/Tsh-6gVXuII/AAAAAAAAEEE/8nyOwoEqrJ8/s1600/P1020327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yGK2TyBaTUk/Tsh-6gVXuII/AAAAAAAAEEE/8nyOwoEqrJ8/s400/P1020327.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another picture of the Hexbug in the maze.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now, I think we will be able to use the door I made on this far left end to attach the store bought maze and allow the hexbugs to have a larger play area. &amp;nbsp;So far it has been a huge hit and has been played with every day! &amp;nbsp;At this rate, I'm gonna need to invest in some small batteries to replenish the Hexbug energy BEFORE Christmas comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved MMFarmlife - Melanie Schlatter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Copyright © 2007 &lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var d=new Date();yr=d.getFullYear();if (yr!=2007)document.write("- "+yr);&lt;/script&gt; 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text-align: left;"&gt;We were all very surprised today when we had SNOW~! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Marion had told me the weather was to be clear for several day and so when I went out this morning and came back in to tell him it was snowing he didn't&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;me. &amp;nbsp;Granted it was just &lt;i&gt;barely&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;snowing and there was only a skiff on the van windshield but it was snowing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Later in the day when it looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uNeAkZKhbk/TsxhQNzmQfI/AAAAAAAAEFg/pJztkHQgXuY/s1600/P1020293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uNeAkZKhbk/TsxhQNzmQfI/AAAAAAAAEFg/pJztkHQgXuY/s400/P1020293.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very hard time not calling him and saying "SEE...it is snowing!" &amp;nbsp;But I refrained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was SO beautiful coming down in big white flakes that I got my camera out to take some pictures. &amp;nbsp;Crazy
