<?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-1660807618566235798</id><updated>2012-01-22T17:56:29.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>794</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4390470960254937573</id><published>2012-01-22T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:56:29.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vrooom VRooom VROOOMM</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtBwZDHDZ6c/TxyOKOuSsBI/AAAAAAAAHTU/d1TATqewc7k/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtBwZDHDZ6c/TxyOKOuSsBI/AAAAAAAAHTU/d1TATqewc7k/s640/DSC_0031.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7nuGFOe2EE/TxyOVwEs6oI/AAAAAAAAHTk/dptvtgWKSk0/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7nuGFOe2EE/TxyOVwEs6oI/AAAAAAAAHTk/dptvtgWKSk0/s640/DSC_0027.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eTO50yYZ6C8/TxyOPVNgfJI/AAAAAAAAHTc/5SyylQwDFPY/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eTO50yYZ6C8/TxyOPVNgfJI/AAAAAAAAHTc/5SyylQwDFPY/s640/DSC_0026.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is in the air. Can you feel it or is it just our home? This year&amp;nbsp;T and I started talking about our "Couple's Bucket List". Now we haven't written it out just yet but two things come to mind that we said we will do. WILL... not, "Oh maybe one day when the kids grow up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel more. We are determined to travel more around the world. With three college tuitions&amp;nbsp;this fall we're not quite sure how that will happen, but it's on the list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to Sturgis. Okay...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said go to Sturgis,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; he&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; said ride together in Colorado. All the same, not having a bike kind of made either option impossible. And this put my husband into motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give&amp;nbsp;my man an idea and he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; find a solution. Craigslist baby! Shop, shop, shop. We went to motorcycle&amp;nbsp;shops to see what we really liked, the CC's, even the seats. After a few weeks of narrowing down the field, we headed out to buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fine baby only needs a few minor alterations for us to hit the road. A bigger seat for me; my bootie needs a-bit-more-comfort.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Annnnd&lt;/em&gt; wouldn't ya know it, today, of all things,&amp;nbsp;I found out they come HEATED!! AHHHH.&amp;nbsp;We also need to buy some stylin' helmets and a motorcycle license.. for him NOT me. I informed him I was only &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; gonna be a passenger and he said,"Ohhh that's &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; I'll let you be." Oh he knows me well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4390470960254937573?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4390470960254937573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4390470960254937573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4390470960254937573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4390470960254937573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2012/01/vrooom-vrooom-vrooomm.html' title='Vrooom VRooom VROOOMM'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtBwZDHDZ6c/TxyOKOuSsBI/AAAAAAAAHTU/d1TATqewc7k/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-836510935489323819</id><published>2012-01-21T10:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:01:13.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Great Baker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg_Vuii7y2c/TxrQUwZT2LI/AAAAAAAAHTE/G_tu2STvON8/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg_Vuii7y2c/TxrQUwZT2LI/AAAAAAAAHTE/G_tu2STvON8/s640/DSC_0022.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; that's an exaggeration but you can't say I don't try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been soooo good on my GF plan, day 21 in fact, and was looking forward to some GF chocolate cake. I followed the instructions explicitly, baked it in 2 pans, let it cool...well, &lt;em&gt;sorta&lt;/em&gt; let it cool, and as I was about to stack these delectable layers, envisioning Buddy on Cake Boss doing it so swiftly, they crumbled before my eyes into this heap. It looked more like Mt. Herman&amp;nbsp;out my front window than a two layered round cake. &amp;nbsp;Did&amp;nbsp;I let that stop me? Ohhh No! I whipped up some homemade chocolate&amp;nbsp;butter cream frosting, poured in on Mt. Herman, and served it with milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if it was the cake, me, the milk,&amp;nbsp;or being so disciplined, but my belly ached afterwards. I'm gonna try one&amp;nbsp;more small piece of Mt. Herman today and if it still aches, I suspect it's the sugar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need someone to make you a fantastic birthday cake anytime soon, you may want to ask someone else... unless you're looking for "Free-Form Delights". Then by all means, I'm your gal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-836510935489323819?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/836510935489323819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=836510935489323819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/836510935489323819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/836510935489323819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2012/01/next-great-baker.html' title='The Next Great Baker'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg_Vuii7y2c/TxrQUwZT2LI/AAAAAAAAHTE/G_tu2STvON8/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4122710856328465290</id><published>2012-01-17T18:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:15:50.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are certain Rites of Passage each of my children go through...Momma crying over the first lost tooth, Momma taking pictures of the first hair cut, Momma taking you shopping for your first pair of real grown up shoes, Momma&lt;em&gt; watching&lt;/em&gt; you learn to ride a bike, ski, skate, cook, you get the picture. Today, well, today was another Rite of Passage in our home. Our last&amp;nbsp;child is ready to have perfectly straight&amp;nbsp;teeth. I know,&lt;strong&gt; I KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;, someone &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;hand me the Kleenex box.&amp;nbsp;Yes, this is our fourth time going through this and Yes, you can count&amp;nbsp;all the&amp;nbsp;dollars and cents up for sure. No, no.. keep counting. I'm &lt;strong&gt;sure&lt;/strong&gt; you're not there yet and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pass more Kleenex while your at it.&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/-yd95_FPTgis/TxX85snO7BI/AAAAAAAAHSk/3Fi5kA4VBTk/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yd95_FPTgis/TxX85snO7BI/AAAAAAAAHSk/3Fi5kA4VBTk/s640/DSC_0003.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This precious child is ready and quite excited to enter a new phase of life... braces. &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/-6HFDmOXPxT4/TxX9AaQJu8I/AAAAAAAAHSw/vXT240SEYgA/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HFDmOXPxT4/TxX9AaQJu8I/AAAAAAAAHSw/vXT240SEYgA/s640/DSC_0005.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how cute can she be! Lina already has a knock 'em dead smile, I&amp;nbsp;can only imagine what 2 years of growing up and straightening out will do. Watch out world, some more pearly whites are about to be flashed.&amp;nbsp; &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/-1C9Zqt3yONc/TxX9De05jzI/AAAAAAAAHS8/gQ32dM9XjPE/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1C9Zqt3yONc/TxX9De05jzI/AAAAAAAAHS8/gQ32dM9XjPE/s640/DSC_0006.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt; after doing her best to close her mouth without looking like a cow chewing her cud, it was off to celebrate this new era! What more could my chocolate lovin' girl want then a McCy D's chocolate shake.. &lt;em&gt;without the cherry&lt;/em&gt;, thank you kindly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4122710856328465290?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4122710856328465290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4122710856328465290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4122710856328465290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4122710856328465290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2012/01/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yd95_FPTgis/TxX85snO7BI/AAAAAAAAHSk/3Fi5kA4VBTk/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2597801014071004994</id><published>2012-01-07T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T11:57:06.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach, Book, and Squishing my Toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1vL_H2HZLg/Twh1x_fQ7NI/AAAAAAAAHSc/sm0FI5Dbggk/s1600/HPIM4907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1vL_H2HZLg/Twh1x_fQ7NI/AAAAAAAAHSc/sm0FI5Dbggk/s640/HPIM4907.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation is a synonym for this. I am&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;absolutely&lt;/strong&gt; sure if you open the dictionary, this is what you would see right after the word VACATION. No words needed, just this picture. Every Christmas season is wonderful in its own right. Family, food, fellowship. But.. there is also busyness, chaos, and lack of sleep. And every January, &lt;em&gt;ok, sooo,&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;only since I visited Maui back some 10 years ago with my husband and sat, read, people watched, and didn't-have-to-speak unless&amp;nbsp;I chose to... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? Oh yeah, every January, I flop on&amp;nbsp;the bed and say,"I need a vacation." My husband looks at me good and hard thinking,"Isn't that what we just had?" &lt;em&gt;Noooo&lt;/em&gt;.. I mean a REAL vacation according to&amp;nbsp;the dictionary. (refer to the picture above in case you missed the OFFICIAL definition.)&amp;nbsp;And so my search has begun.&amp;nbsp;Mexico, Florida, Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw swimsuits out in&amp;nbsp;the stores yesterday. I&amp;nbsp;let out a little scream. "Oh! I can go find some beach now, even JC Penney's thinks it's time!" Again, my husband grabbed my hand and&amp;nbsp;kept walking. Sweet man. He'll&amp;nbsp;be thrilled when we're sitting on a beach, I am&amp;nbsp;half dressed and not thinking about grabbing&amp;nbsp;a thick blanket, wool socks,&amp;nbsp;and flannel jammies to&amp;nbsp;cover up all the exposed skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margarita anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2597801014071004994?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2597801014071004994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2597801014071004994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2597801014071004994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2597801014071004994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2012/01/beach-book-and-squishing-my-toes.html' title='Beach, Book, and Squishing my Toes'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1vL_H2HZLg/Twh1x_fQ7NI/AAAAAAAAHSc/sm0FI5Dbggk/s72-c/HPIM4907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5347489151940354700</id><published>2011-12-23T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:24:50.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work. 11 AM. Possible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFn_0Qbkgts/TvSpFPo9eTI/AAAAAAAAHSU/bxL8fH6YKdQ/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFn_0Qbkgts/TvSpFPo9eTI/AAAAAAAAHSU/bxL8fH6YKdQ/s640/DSC_0093.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good Morning World!&amp;nbsp; I'm sure that's what DPH was thinking when he looked outside this morning after the snowstorm. I think&amp;nbsp;his next thought may have been,"Dang. I work today." and so begins the shovelling. Little did we know it was about a foot of snow, far more than predicted. &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/-tV6d25LXOlw/TvSnNXvu7eI/AAAAAAAAHRs/ADmRcpsa2QI/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tV6d25LXOlw/TvSnNXvu7eI/AAAAAAAAHRs/ADmRcpsa2QI/s640/DSC_0122.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After 30 minutes with shovels, Gabe joined the adventure. Yeah for snow blowers. Maybe DPH will get to work after all....on time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table 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/-PF6K8-HQ4Jc/TvSo1IDveAI/AAAAAAAAHSE/gCShfPXKbpQ/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PF6K8-HQ4Jc/TvSo1IDveAI/AAAAAAAAHSE/gCShfPXKbpQ/s640/DSC_0105.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DPH and Boo scrapped the snow from his car, dug around his car, and well.. dug some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q2vhv6d0ng/TvSovLNFz7I/AAAAAAAAHR8/oJjJsiOcmaA/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q2vhv6d0ng/TvSovLNFz7I/AAAAAAAAHR8/oJjJsiOcmaA/s640/DSC_0115.JPG" width="640" /&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;The snow blower made its way to the court too. Between shovels, snow blowers and some muscle, these men were makin' progress. The clock is ticking.&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/-SrqBvHoa98I/TvSpCX-DwhI/AAAAAAAAHSM/AMCpwAH1_kM/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrqBvHoa98I/TvSpCX-DwhI/AAAAAAAAHSM/AMCpwAH1_kM/s640/DSC_0100.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;even more shoveling.&lt;em&gt; Tick. Tock&lt;/em&gt;. Let's get this baby out of the snow. Just a few more inches. Okay, &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; more than a few.&amp;nbsp;DPH made it to the mail box. Good start. Just have to get the rest of the way up the street.﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgjR6nzhQSU/TvSnTo7BFII/AAAAAAAAHR0/z-_qVxrSolI/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgjR6nzhQSU/TvSnTo7BFII/AAAAAAAAHR0/z-_qVxrSolI/s640/DSC_0121.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEPby70gQZs/TvSnEZy8WWI/AAAAAAAAHRk/fJ1vw26Lgvw/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEPby70gQZs/TvSnEZy8WWI/AAAAAAAAHRk/fJ1vw26Lgvw/s640/DSC_0125.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hey.. is that a kind neighbor? Well, what do ya know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUn3KjzYdco/TvSm_Aml3fI/AAAAAAAAHRc/NX7lsyZiCY4/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUn3KjzYdco/TvSm_Aml3fI/AAAAAAAAHRc/NX7lsyZiCY4/s640/DSC_0130.JPG" width="640" /&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;"&gt;Gabe and Boo pushed&amp;nbsp;DPH all the way to the corner....&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&lt;/em&gt; Charley followed. Moral support. DPH made it through the snow and up the street. Well... there ya go. One more for the team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52wc8XyqHpU/TvSm8R9vxvI/AAAAAAAAHRU/lqiutZ48RCM/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52wc8XyqHpU/TvSm8R9vxvI/AAAAAAAAHRU/lqiutZ48RCM/s640/DSC_0136.JPG" width="640" /&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;All's well that ends well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5347489151940354700?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5347489151940354700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5347489151940354700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5347489151940354700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5347489151940354700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/12/work-11-am-possible.html' title='Work. 11 AM. Possible?'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFn_0Qbkgts/TvSpFPo9eTI/AAAAAAAAHSU/bxL8fH6YKdQ/s72-c/DSC_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5681067373838554523</id><published>2011-12-22T09:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:43:31.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRmxwO8TGas/TvNAUFjplHI/AAAAAAAAHQY/e8Vi_fR1FLg/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRmxwO8TGas/TvNAUFjplHI/AAAAAAAAHQY/e8Vi_fR1FLg/s640/DSC_0091.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It snowed twice this week. I truly didn't think we were getting any of the fluffy white stuff this week but sure enough, here it is! One day the weather report is clear, the next day they change their mind and say a 10 percent chance of snow, and the next day we get 8 inches. 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We searched and searched. I wanted old country style and T wanted oak.&amp;nbsp; When we saw this set with 6 chairs comfortably around it, I told T,"I want to fill this table up." Here we are 22 years later and it's full. Not only are we blessed with our kids home for Christmas but we have extra chairs to boot!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A dream come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3759546629941726903?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3759546629941726903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3759546629941726903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3759546629941726903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3759546629941726903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-table.html' title='My Table'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gwr_h5zXk7o/TvDMdllx8uI/AAAAAAAAHQM/CcGyU4HG-RU/s72-c/DSC_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6213998080947997312</id><published>2011-12-19T18:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T18:24:28.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of Christmas</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXpHD-46GGM/Tu_F-mg_0wI/AAAAAAAAHPk/-kiQ7LsNWP0/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXpHD-46GGM/Tu_F-mg_0wI/AAAAAAAAHPk/-kiQ7LsNWP0/s640/DSC_0060.JPG" width="640" /&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-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's Christmas without a chocolate pie!&lt;/em&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2pSVRP1MNsY/Tu_GDtLhl9I/AAAAAAAAHPs/NtHUmqOlIeI/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2pSVRP1MNsY/Tu_GDtLhl9I/AAAAAAAAHPs/NtHUmqOlIeI/s640/DSC_0059.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Our tree in the basement. It adds a bit of charm to the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/-ZGhU4kgJXes/Tu_GI1hQMaI/AAAAAAAAHP0/Sk7jkXR7n5w/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGhU4kgJXes/Tu_GI1hQMaI/AAAAAAAAHP0/Sk7jkXR7n5w/s640/DSC_0058.JPG" width="640" /&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-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our family room ... a warm fire and a cute tree&lt;/em&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMfKGTLyppU/Tu_GSR2mxlI/AAAAAAAAHP8/XQ57a47RNf8/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMfKGTLyppU/Tu_GSR2mxlI/AAAAAAAAHP8/XQ57a47RNf8/s640/DSC_0053.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;My sweet girl eats up books like I eat chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/-SwJVoqHv_BY/Tu_GVk35QMI/AAAAAAAAHQE/qCJMFx4dmJg/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SwJVoqHv_BY/Tu_GVk35QMI/AAAAAAAAHQE/qCJMFx4dmJg/s640/DSC_0052.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;My little baker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6213998080947997312?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6213998080947997312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6213998080947997312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6213998080947997312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6213998080947997312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-bit-of-christmas.html' title='A little bit of Christmas'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXpHD-46GGM/Tu_F-mg_0wI/AAAAAAAAHPk/-kiQ7LsNWP0/s72-c/DSC_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-7567609809199047709</id><published>2011-12-09T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:28:29.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My MRI Nap</title><content type='html'>Who would have known when I scheduled my MRI, I would get a nap for free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got into a Podiatrist this week and he took some more Xrays of my cute little&amp;nbsp;foot. Well, after looking at them and seeing a Sesamoid bone not looking so Sesamoid-ish-like, an MRI was scheduled. I strolled on in today thinking the worse...Was I going to be clothe-less? Would I freeze for 30 minutes while trying super hard to be still? Would&amp;nbsp;I suddenly feel the need to run out? What if the water I drank earlier hit me in the middle of the scan? AHHHH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I walked up to&amp;nbsp;the receptionist and said,"Umm.. I have a killer headache. Can I take Advil?" After getting her approval and drinking even MORE water, it was time to be shoved, I mean placed in the tube. I told the gal running this GIANT machine I run really cold. No problem... they have plenty of blankies. So far so good. Then she said the magic words, "Oh stayed dress."&amp;nbsp; She fluffed a pillow, placed my foot just so, tucked me in all cozy and gave me ear phones. I was thrilled&amp;nbsp;to stretch out&amp;nbsp;for 30 minutes. Anything to get rid of this headache. She chuckled and explained how LOUD this machine is while running. Hey, I needed the rest. I snuggled up and laid real still. With each bang of this magnetic tube, which by the way only went up to my waist, I rested even more. The banging was so rhythmatic it helped me fall into a nice rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 30 minutes but just what the doctor ordered..literally. And&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I left without a headache. Two for the price of one. I'll take it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-7567609809199047709?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/7567609809199047709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=7567609809199047709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7567609809199047709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7567609809199047709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-mri-nap.html' title='My MRI Nap'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2442448121345251525</id><published>2011-12-03T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T19:39:54.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Squirrelly Squirrelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago I looked out the kitchen window and saw a squirrel hangin' out in it's mailbox. I could see he was in it backwards but that's nothing unusual for our squirrels. Well.. last week Lina and Boo annouce that the squirrel is dead and very much stuck. Great. A stuck squirrel up a tree.&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/-uhCCuG6ggl8/Ttq-vywNUMI/AAAAAAAAHO8/WCeZP3jFIMw/s1600/IMG_0898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uhCCuG6ggl8/Ttq-vywNUMI/AAAAAAAAHO8/WCeZP3jFIMw/s640/IMG_0898.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear, Lina is here! T dragged the big ladder out and gave her a pair of thick gloves. She tugged and pulled. We were hopin' she wasn't gonna pull its arm off! Come to find out the poor squirrel was trying to get OUT of its box and got stuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UPxSNYPDkDE/Ttq-yyAY8tI/AAAAAAAAHPE/6mJqPyM7EoM/s1600/IMG_0899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UPxSNYPDkDE/Ttq-yyAY8tI/AAAAAAAAHPE/6mJqPyM7EoM/s640/IMG_0899.JPG" width="480" /&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/-yt9sC5gCFOs/Ttq-4mPzQ7I/AAAAAAAAHPM/0wA2nL1dsBo/s1600/IMG_0901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yt9sC5gCFOs/Ttq-4mPzQ7I/AAAAAAAAHPM/0wA2nL1dsBo/s640/IMG_0901.JPG" width="480" /&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/-FQE0IbaTXh0/Ttq-7OCwYAI/AAAAAAAAHPU/2O2X2eimUFY/s1600/IMG_0905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQE0IbaTXh0/Ttq-7OCwYAI/AAAAAAAAHPU/2O2X2eimUFY/s640/IMG_0905.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She got squirrelly out and flung him on the ground. Poor thing died in the mail box due to being too fat! I guess&amp;nbsp;the seed I put out was high carbs or this squirrel had no self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qtsmm3mAlHk/Ttq-8wtfa-I/AAAAAAAAHPc/rGEjVj7wY-Q/s1600/IMG_0908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qtsmm3mAlHk/Ttq-8wtfa-I/AAAAAAAAHPc/rGEjVj7wY-Q/s640/IMG_0908.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll have to find some fat free seeds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2442448121345251525?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2442448121345251525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2442448121345251525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2442448121345251525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2442448121345251525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/12/here-squirrelly-squirrelly.html' title='Here Squirrelly Squirrelly'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uhCCuG6ggl8/Ttq-vywNUMI/AAAAAAAAHO8/WCeZP3jFIMw/s72-c/IMG_0898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5786025788933874937</id><published>2011-12-02T22:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:07:02.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang it.</title><content type='html'>Six&amp;nbsp;weeks. 6, count them, 6 WEEKS.&amp;nbsp;Six weeks is usually an amount of time for a recovery whether a baby, sports injury, doesn't matter, pick an injury and you usually hear, "Give it about 6 weeks.". Six weeks is&lt;em&gt; usually&lt;/em&gt; that magic number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dang ol' foot is a mess. More precisely, my toe joint and the area all around it. Of course from walking funny, the rest of my foot is not happy anymore either. The&amp;nbsp;toe joint-area burns tonight.&lt;em&gt; It isn't no fun being held back by such a thing as an injury that you have no clue what the injury is!&lt;/em&gt; &amp;nbsp;And yes, that IS a double negative in one sentence..on purpose! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one like myself, simply walk into my daughter's room, hear a POP in her foot and then &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; be able to walk for 6 pickin' weeks. Tell me? Is it just me,&amp;nbsp;I ask, that silly ol' things like this happens to or are there other 40 something year old women&amp;nbsp; walking around, no, hobbling too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention my house has three levels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that looking cute or even slightly attractive during the Christmas season with some darling heels is OUT OF THE QUESTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I am a teacher who stands and walks most of 8 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have an appointment Tuesday with a podiatrist. Oh he better have some answers cause I'm not going to continue to gimp along acting like there's nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT HURTS and needs to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5786025788933874937?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5786025788933874937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5786025788933874937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5786025788933874937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5786025788933874937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/12/dang-it.html' title='Dang it.'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2593752776934760009</id><published>2011-12-02T22:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:51:23.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I am a working adult&amp;nbsp;who for&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;some reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has a hard even saying&amp;nbsp; the right answer&amp;nbsp;to the question,"Do you work?"&amp;nbsp; "Why yes, I am a teacher." Stumble. Stumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I have been one for so long now.&amp;nbsp;Only difference is the schedule is strictly held,&amp;nbsp;I have tests to administer regularly, I can't just sit on the carpet all day to read something exciting, I get paid now,&amp;nbsp;and oh yeah, I have to get up at 5:30am and actually look decent. Well,&amp;nbsp;5 out of&amp;nbsp;6 isn't so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processing. First year out of the home, I'm not teaching my own child what I'd like her to get,&amp;nbsp;I am investing greatly in 22 children&amp;nbsp;I just met, and somehow trying to juggle the rest of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... where will this new journey take me at 44 years of age? Only time will tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2658140711531843450?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2658140711531843450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2658140711531843450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2658140711531843450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2658140711531843450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-am-i-now.html' title='Where am I now'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-7786065381960399101</id><published>2011-11-03T23:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T23:52:36.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Meal. One Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aeaf1722e6035a12" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daeaf1722e6035a12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AAC5F58DAF2D26B2736E9F4B159CBC2DD60B1BB.72AED3FFAD131BD86F5022A86818061963D85AED%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daeaf1722e6035a12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0GMZAWx1yRejyEOjW1KunuKqwZw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daeaf1722e6035a12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AAC5F58DAF2D26B2736E9F4B159CBC2DD60B1BB.72AED3FFAD131BD86F5022A86818061963D85AED%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daeaf1722e6035a12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0GMZAWx1yRejyEOjW1KunuKqwZw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WOW! Boo had an opportunity with Compassion to do this video over the summer&amp;nbsp;as well as take pictures for a HUGE board to encourage&amp;nbsp;sponsorship of&amp;nbsp;children through Compassion. It's so cool to see your children participate in a ministry that changes the world...one child at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Meal. One Day. 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One Day'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5685532019062749662</id><published>2011-11-02T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:59:10.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trinidad.... The City that Sleeps</title><content type='html'>Sleepy little Trinidad. &lt;br /&gt;We ventured over for a night to make our morning drive home a bit easier. Found a cute BnB, made our reservations, and had a plan. Little did we know Trinidad closes up quite early or better yet,&amp;nbsp;never even opens on Sundays.&amp;nbsp; We drove around looking for a place to grab some lunch that had a&amp;nbsp;TV with the Broncos game playing. Two choices in town... a bar and a pizza joint. Luckily the pizza joint had a TV and they were Broncos fans and the food was wonderful!&amp;nbsp;A meal and the game. &lt;em&gt;I won't mention how badly our team played.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8aR7iroevw/TrFU5rU0MZI/AAAAAAAAHIg/jOxdjuILcBw/s1600/IMG_0655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8aR7iroevw/TrFU5rU0MZI/AAAAAAAAHIg/jOxdjuILcBw/s640/IMG_0655.JPG" width="640" /&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/-5g2KtNj5Bbg/TrFUoL_p5hI/AAAAAAAAHIA/1V2nGFZV2w8/s1600/IMG_0667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g2KtNj5Bbg/TrFUoL_p5hI/AAAAAAAAHIA/1V2nGFZV2w8/s400/IMG_0667.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We wandered over to the Tarabino BnB&amp;nbsp; to get settled in. We were &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; only guest in the whole house.&amp;nbsp; We finished the game, played some cribbage,&amp;nbsp;still&amp;nbsp;not so hungry for dinner, so we went for a stroll in&amp;nbsp;the neighborhood. The views from&amp;nbsp;atop the hill were lovely. This little town has&amp;nbsp;brick streets&amp;nbsp;in most parts.&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;bit&amp;nbsp;of character, I'd say. &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/-7eUxeOUhJo0/TrFU-gRI8cI/AAAAAAAAHIo/1nhSWMLEtEY/s1600/IMG_0653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7eUxeOUhJo0/TrFU-gRI8cI/AAAAAAAAHIo/1nhSWMLEtEY/s640/IMG_0653.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/-HfBZ2m64K-M/TrFVGqVAPBI/AAAAAAAAHIw/CLJJrNJAyl0/s1600/IMG_0652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfBZ2m64K-M/TrFVGqVAPBI/AAAAAAAAHIw/CLJJrNJAyl0/s640/IMG_0652.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6VL7iqWkSlU/TrFUwwY-3WI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/airHDUyVP3g/s1600/IMG_0661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6VL7iqWkSlU/TrFUwwY-3WI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/airHDUyVP3g/s400/IMG_0661.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9ETn5Bk6yQ/TrFU0UER8dI/AAAAAAAAHIY/nl9oJVDVtj8/s1600/IMG_0659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9ETn5Bk6yQ/TrFU0UER8dI/AAAAAAAAHIY/nl9oJVDVtj8/s320/IMG_0659.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QNdGFIRM0U/TrFUtT-aUcI/AAAAAAAAHII/uI8dGBc4_-s/s1600/IMG_0662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QNdGFIRM0U/TrFUtT-aUcI/AAAAAAAAHII/uI8dGBc4_-s/s640/IMG_0662.JPG" width="480" /&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;So it was a good thing our hostess of the mostess offered us oatmeal cookies. Turns out, that was our dinner. We weren't hungry until about 8 o'clock that night and wouldn't you know it, the town was done for the day. I guess we could have wandered over to Mickie D's for dinner, but NOT. So a night in was on order. A big ol' house with just us two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5685532019062749662?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5685532019062749662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5685532019062749662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5685532019062749662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5685532019062749662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/11/trinidad-city-that-sleeps.html' title='Trinidad.... The City that Sleeps'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8aR7iroevw/TrFU5rU0MZI/AAAAAAAAHIg/jOxdjuILcBw/s72-c/IMG_0655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-7076437462868292373</id><published>2011-11-01T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T21:45:53.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stairway to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zHWcuQRHDA/TrCcWIz1W3I/AAAAAAAAHHo/nvkrwzF5E0g/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zHWcuQRHDA/TrCcWIz1W3I/AAAAAAAAHHo/nvkrwzF5E0g/s640/IMG_0626.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z80xKSL3FbU/TrCcZUGlIpI/AAAAAAAAHHw/sGzsgTVgozk/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z80xKSL3FbU/TrCcZUGlIpI/AAAAAAAAHHw/sGzsgTVgozk/s640/IMG_0627.JPG" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2NwMLwHz78/TrCcO8z8OrI/AAAAAAAAHHY/hmTVyqU3upw/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2NwMLwHz78/TrCcO8z8OrI/AAAAAAAAHHY/hmTVyqU3upw/s640/IMG_0631.JPG" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Loretta Chapel is an old&amp;nbsp;church full of mystery. It isn't the church exactly that is the mystery but the staircase inside. T and I visited this church on our getaway to Santa Fe&amp;nbsp;over the weekend. After much anticipation, I couldn't wait to see this staircase to heaven... that is after we paid our three dollar admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--seriezS9Us/TrCcQ-xacqI/AAAAAAAAHHg/OMdjrt_-dUQ/s1600/IMG_0630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--seriezS9Us/TrCcQ-xacqI/AAAAAAAAHHg/OMdjrt_-dUQ/s640/IMG_0630.JPG" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXia13zEJVk/TrCcMceQArI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/W44VjX9Dwiw/s1600/IMG_0635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXia13zEJVk/TrCcMceQArI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/W44VjX9Dwiw/s640/IMG_0635.JPG" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the story goes, this church was in need of a staircase to the 2nd story&amp;nbsp;balcony&amp;nbsp;but there wasn't anyone capable to build such a thing; the church was all women. The balcony&amp;nbsp;is very tall and the church quite&amp;nbsp;narrow.&amp;nbsp;One day, a kind man came with a few hand tools and&amp;nbsp;offered to build them a staircase. He worked for months on this one piece of wood. When it was finished (without the railing in the original form) he left, not accepting payment and never to return. The story goes that it was an angel sent by God, just for this church. The wood is not from this part of&amp;nbsp; the country and the design is so intricate as well as once piece of wood, the mystery still stands. It was a sight to behold. Quite beautiful. Who really knows the story behind the Loretta Chapel, but a miracle? Oh yes, God still does wonders for His people today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-7076437462868292373?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/7076437462868292373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=7076437462868292373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7076437462868292373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7076437462868292373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/11/stairway-to-heaven.html' title='Stairway to Heaven'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zHWcuQRHDA/TrCcWIz1W3I/AAAAAAAAHHo/nvkrwzF5E0g/s72-c/IMG_0626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4911251844422583233</id><published>2011-10-31T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:04:32.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Away We Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DkHK_aTFPg/Tq9GAYKjWaI/AAAAAAAAHHA/8oHyH35WGN4/s1600/IMG_0650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DkHK_aTFPg/Tq9GAYKjWaI/AAAAAAAAHHA/8oHyH35WGN4/s640/IMG_0650.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our 22nd&amp;nbsp; wedding anniversary and some well needed time away were a perfect&amp;nbsp;match for this getaway for two.&amp;nbsp;T and I&amp;nbsp;wandered on over to Santa Fe for some RnR at the southwestern resort. La Posada. It was an easy drive with time to talk and read. Yes, read. We stopped on&amp;nbsp;the way out of town and grabbed Ted&amp;nbsp;Dekker's book &lt;u&gt;Green.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; T drove, I read. He asked if I wanted to switch, he read and I could drive. Umm.. no. I love reading out loud and just as much,&amp;nbsp;dislike driving. I do hope they invent a car one day that drives for me. Anyhow, what a great read ...&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;am sucked in! &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/-V_xcIElb-w0/Tq9FPBGmg_I/AAAAAAAAHFI/-nsztcvL3LQ/s1600/CIMG0032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_xcIElb-w0/Tq9FPBGmg_I/AAAAAAAAHFI/-nsztcvL3LQ/s640/CIMG0032.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went out to dinner the night we arrived, our anniversary. We found a great Mexican place but the wait was crazy long.&lt;em&gt; So how do you avoid long waits you ask?&lt;/em&gt; Ya sit at the bar and order food. It wasn't the romantic type of place anyhow, so why not?! We met this gal, Lora, from none other than our old stomping ground in Cali AND to boot, her husband works for Hp. We had&amp;nbsp;great conversation about life, places we love like Apple Hill and Lake Tahoe,&amp;nbsp;ate some de-lic-ous food,&amp;nbsp;and finished it off with our only picture (taken with T's cell phone)&amp;nbsp;together that day... with Lora of course! How funny is this! Our 22nd anniversary picture with a gal we only met. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6v3SqLOQCs/Tq9Fex95ibI/AAAAAAAAHF4/7_zPT_dvRio/s1600/IMG_0620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6v3SqLOQCs/Tq9Fex95ibI/AAAAAAAAHF4/7_zPT_dvRio/s400/IMG_0620.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our room has this cool fireplace so what better way to end the evening than with a fire and my man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And smoke. The ventilation &lt;em&gt;wasn't so good&lt;/em&gt;, turns out. We had a great fire with the windows cracked....good thing we had warm blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjoYuMT4EHM/Tq9Fg8IgaeI/AAAAAAAAHGA/L9fKkXRqi_o/s1600/IMG_0623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjoYuMT4EHM/Tq9Fg8IgaeI/AAAAAAAAHGA/L9fKkXRqi_o/s640/IMG_0623.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Day 2... Trader Joe's, the 2nd reason, okay, &lt;strong&gt;m&lt;em&gt;aaaa&lt;/em&gt;ybe&lt;/strong&gt; the first reason, to go to Santa Fe. We stocked up. Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIKxT64uQlY/Tq9FwrScqNI/AAAAAAAAHGg/eq3bsJww95c/s1600/IMG_0639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIKxT64uQlY/Tq9FwrScqNI/AAAAAAAAHGg/eq3bsJww95c/s400/IMG_0639.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;"&gt;After sightseeing some of Old Santa Fe, we went back to enjoy our resort. T and I enjoy some friendly competition here and there. He won twice to my once. Strategy or luck? I'd &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; to believe luck. ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MC2R9Cq38EQ/Tq9F2aKlKiI/AAAAAAAAHGo/m2yQMheP9D0/s1600/IMG_0646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MC2R9Cq38EQ/Tq9F2aKlKiI/AAAAAAAAHGo/m2yQMheP9D0/s320/IMG_0646.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;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little Cribbage&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tyqyAluTZk/Tq9F45y37bI/AAAAAAAAHGw/tFGRukCzoCM/s1600/IMG_0647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tyqyAluTZk/Tq9F45y37bI/AAAAAAAAHGw/tFGRukCzoCM/s320/IMG_0647.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;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;with a wonderful fruit and cheese plate&lt;/span&gt;&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="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP3vHMpDr7Y/Tq9FQtdATQI/AAAAAAAAHFQ/nlB7IbKwbqg/s1600/CIMG0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP3vHMpDr7Y/Tq9FQtdATQI/AAAAAAAAHFQ/nlB7IbKwbqg/s320/CIMG0035.jpg" width="239" /&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;"&gt;and some Apothic Red. Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kx1ICxD00_A/Tq9FczABgzI/AAAAAAAAHFw/AoNp6EW1NYY/s1600/IMG_0618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kx1ICxD00_A/Tq9FczABgzI/AAAAAAAAHFw/AoNp6EW1NYY/s640/IMG_0618.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MXUXxLb_fU/Tq9FawE-DwI/AAAAAAAAHFo/UBhp5LGm2sM/s1600/IMG_0617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MXUXxLb_fU/Tq9FawE-DwI/AAAAAAAAHFo/UBhp5LGm2sM/s400/IMG_0617.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The resort has some quirky things about it like smores...inside. Hey, it's chocolate. I'm not gonna argue.&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/-PWSFMpdy_5E/Tq9F84950VI/AAAAAAAAHG4/xUmVNvPNzd4/s1600/IMG_0649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWSFMpdy_5E/Tq9F84950VI/AAAAAAAAHG4/xUmVNvPNzd4/s640/IMG_0649.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And finally... a picture with the love of my life. We had one special night out on the town. Dinner, conversation and each other. Twenty-Two years has flown by for us. We've lived a lot of life together. I want more...&amp;nbsp; a lot more.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I love you SHJ. Only you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4911251844422583233?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4911251844422583233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4911251844422583233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4911251844422583233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4911251844422583233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-away-we-go.html' title='And Away We Go...'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DkHK_aTFPg/Tq9GAYKjWaI/AAAAAAAAHHA/8oHyH35WGN4/s72-c/IMG_0650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4619564199638077671</id><published>2011-10-22T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:45:03.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Senior Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICkzT0RPAd4/TqLQYTJkoYI/AAAAAAAAHEw/S3imrXjJUoQ/s1600/DSCF0057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICkzT0RPAd4/TqLQYTJkoYI/AAAAAAAAHEw/S3imrXjJUoQ/s640/DSCF0057.JPG" width="480" /&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/-AY90Qr5Pz7M/TqLQdZrUejI/AAAAAAAAHE4/12iyEHkMo9g/s1600/collage5+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="524" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AY90Qr5Pz7M/TqLQdZrUejI/AAAAAAAAHE4/12iyEHkMo9g/s640/collage5+.jpg" width="640" /&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/-vF0hnWJjghc/TqLQmVL4HMI/AAAAAAAAHFA/WgXoeiME_qc/s1600/DSCF0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vF0hnWJjghc/TqLQmVL4HMI/AAAAAAAAHFA/WgXoeiME_qc/s640/DSCF0160.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she lovely! Isn't she wonderful? Isn't she precious.....it's appropriate to sing Stevie Wonder's song since music is sooo much a part of Elizabeth's life. Boo graduates from high school next spring. I have had the privilege of schooling her&amp;nbsp;for most of her 12 years.&amp;nbsp;Elizabeth has been&amp;nbsp;my child that was always ready&amp;nbsp;to start her day....after a good long night's sleep, that is! When she was 3 or 4 we asked her about preschool. She went for one day and announced that was enough. She was NOT gonna have anything to do with&lt;strong&gt; that&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;preschool and so, we kept her home.&amp;nbsp;I can't think of a time Boo didn't want to learn. Piano,&amp;nbsp;Jesus Express Choir, Spanish lessons,&amp;nbsp;Art, Guitar: all areas&amp;nbsp;my sweet girl excelled in, only complaining when she was tired or&amp;nbsp;too busy. Then&amp;nbsp;I knew it was time to pull back again. &amp;nbsp;I love to reflect back on all the years it was my job to make sure she learned and was prepared for this upcoming day in May 2012. Her one struggle with reading comprehension didn't require a state test or intervention, it required a momma who paid attention and found what this little one needed to succeed. And succeed she did. Elizabeth reads and comprehends better than my other kids. She is an excellent note taker, color coding her papers to recall the information better. When we moved to Colorado, I knew my time for schooling her was drawing to a close. She was ready for a bigger challenge.&amp;nbsp;These last two years of Boo's education have been at the local Junior College. She will graduate with just about 60 college units. Her dedication and willingness to push herself is evident. That she did on her own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now&amp;nbsp;we have discussions about life soon to come. Living away from home on the university campus. Which to choose. What matters to her.&amp;nbsp;Scholarships, traveling abroad with her sister, marriage. All of it. It's a great place to be... &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Grace-Marie. My 8 pound 8 ounce bundle of&amp;nbsp; joy is ready to soar. T and I raised our children for such a time as this; not holding them back, not pushing them down, but lifting them up and praying, &lt;em&gt;oh praying&lt;/em&gt;, for the day they leave. God's plans are so much bigger than our own. We have our children here in our care for a short time and in our hearts for a lifetime. Now it's her turn to fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Elizabeth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4619564199638077671?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4619564199638077671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4619564199638077671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4619564199638077671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4619564199638077671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/10/her-senior-year.html' title='Her Senior Year'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICkzT0RPAd4/TqLQYTJkoYI/AAAAAAAAHEw/S3imrXjJUoQ/s72-c/DSCF0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-935962804936199783</id><published>2011-10-18T23:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:15:33.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pikes Peak or Bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pikes Peak or Bust!.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Bust what?" my class asked.&amp;nbsp;"I thought we were busted or something!" Umm..&amp;nbsp;no. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And so the adventure up to 14,000 feet began.&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/-4khN0Ogo2g4/Tp47_dDAbLI/AAAAAAAAHDk/4gHdgh_D3sQ/s1600/IMG_0554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4khN0Ogo2g4/Tp47_dDAbLI/AAAAAAAAHDk/4gHdgh_D3sQ/s640/IMG_0554.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is our 5th grade team. Two rookies, Two long timers. All together.. a great team!&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/-Euk9rRbyH84/Tp48D4bau9I/AAAAAAAAHDs/Gf_DwdPbE3o/s1600/IMG_0558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Euk9rRbyH84/Tp48D4bau9I/AAAAAAAAHDs/Gf_DwdPbE3o/s640/IMG_0558.JPG" width="640" /&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/-55P7TPd6-oo/Tp48HGuEXZI/AAAAAAAAHD0/ScDnSnTVQgI/s1600/IMG_0560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55P7TPd6-oo/Tp48HGuEXZI/AAAAAAAAHD0/ScDnSnTVQgI/s640/IMG_0560.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The tram&amp;nbsp;climbs 1.5 hours to&amp;nbsp;the top of&amp;nbsp;the mountain. Steep and slow. The children loved the conductor's stories and the view.&amp;nbsp; I was marveling over the amazing scenery. My goodness, could Colorado be any more gorgeous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ya9ql_wfNg0/Tp48KJFQOhI/AAAAAAAAHD8/hcnTKZgpnYo/s1600/IMG_0567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ya9ql_wfNg0/Tp48KJFQOhI/AAAAAAAAHD8/hcnTKZgpnYo/s640/IMG_0567.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This place here is kindly known as Windy Point. Elevation 12,000 something. Quick trivia... some woman years ago had her baby in this place. I'm thinking.... I like hospitals.. on level&amp;nbsp;ground.. with WARM running water. &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/-03Bq-eJ_t_o/Tp48MtEvJcI/AAAAAAAAHEE/vPygwzOOe8g/s1600/IMG_0578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-03Bq-eJ_t_o/Tp48MtEvJcI/AAAAAAAAHEE/vPygwzOOe8g/s640/IMG_0578.JPG" width="640" /&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/-4KEmoDHHOYw/Tp48QMKCNjI/AAAAAAAAHEM/ULu4IGYI_54/s1600/IMG_0584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4KEmoDHHOYw/Tp48QMKCNjI/AAAAAAAAHEM/ULu4IGYI_54/s640/IMG_0584.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This here is the Cog Rail we were all piled into for 1.5 hours up, and 1.5 hours down. Let me just say, I am&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; glad the children did not get sick from the elevation. That could have been a verrry long 1.5 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv0IK5Kw6ek/Tp48TQ_y_5I/AAAAAAAAHEU/Iyz7X1l9qaA/s1600/IMG_0586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv0IK5Kw6ek/Tp48TQ_y_5I/AAAAAAAAHEU/Iyz7X1l9qaA/s640/IMG_0586.JPG" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Col-o-ra-do Rocky Mountain HIII-gh. (Feel free to start singing.&amp;nbsp; Thank you John Denver)&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/-DP1j0ESz15I/Tp48VVOyZsI/AAAAAAAAHEc/NIR50Eeu6vU/s1600/IMG_0587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DP1j0ESz15I/Tp48VVOyZsI/AAAAAAAAHEc/NIR50Eeu6vU/s640/IMG_0587.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And back on level ground once again. What an amazing day! God's creation was truly singing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-935962804936199783?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/935962804936199783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=935962804936199783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/935962804936199783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/935962804936199783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/10/pikes-peak-or-bust.html' title='Pikes Peak or Bust!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4khN0Ogo2g4/Tp47_dDAbLI/AAAAAAAAHDk/4gHdgh_D3sQ/s72-c/IMG_0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8198067167060286927</id><published>2011-10-14T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T11:06:12.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins and Corn Maizes..It truly is fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0Mn8yL6Mk8/TphCTZzxb0I/AAAAAAAAHBY/RdFtwst7JYw/s1600/DSC_0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0Mn8yL6Mk8/TphCTZzxb0I/AAAAAAAAHBY/RdFtwst7JYw/s640/DSC_0377.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What a wonderful fall day.... October 13,2011.&amp;nbsp; This year I&amp;nbsp;was&lt;strong&gt; bound&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; determined&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;to find a truly&amp;nbsp;aMAIZEing&amp;nbsp;corn&amp;nbsp;field to&amp;nbsp;get lost in, I mean explore with&amp;nbsp;Lina to during our fall break. After asking every family&amp;nbsp;(it seemed like &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; family!) in my classroom&amp;nbsp;where the best corn mazes and pumpkin farms are in Colorado,&amp;nbsp;we found a winner. Anderson Farms is in Northern Colorado, near Erie. Not a bad drive either and considering the northern farmlands are truly my favorite part of Colorado, I was more than willing to go! &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/-Nh2HbFTStoA/TphCXzKwG7I/AAAAAAAAHBg/EWcs9F3ZmP8/s1600/DSC_0387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh2HbFTStoA/TphCXzKwG7I/AAAAAAAAHBg/EWcs9F3ZmP8/s640/DSC_0387.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MK and Lina had a great day together. We felt like the farm was all ours; no crowds, no waiting in long lines, and the fresh&amp;nbsp;smell of a working farm. &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/-Zsm8DU9DyRI/TphCdo6TYuI/AAAAAAAAHBo/21cyMhGfo4g/s1600/DSC_0389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zsm8DU9DyRI/TphCdo6TYuI/AAAAAAAAHBo/21cyMhGfo4g/s640/DSC_0389.JPG" width="640" /&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/-vgJky7IX4kI/TphClc9gmXI/AAAAAAAAHBw/NQpSF3aUU4Y/s1600/DSC_0393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgJky7IX4kI/TphClc9gmXI/AAAAAAAAHBw/NQpSF3aUU4Y/s640/DSC_0393.JPG" width="640" /&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/-5nHM9ij64xU/TphCrl0FDGI/AAAAAAAAHB4/oKzvnsY14sU/s1600/DSC_0399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nHM9ij64xU/TphCrl0FDGI/AAAAAAAAHB4/oKzvnsY14sU/s640/DSC_0399.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And we're off! The corn maize IS the reason&amp;nbsp;we ventured up north and&amp;nbsp;we were&amp;nbsp;not disappointed. Oh&amp;nbsp;man is it one BIG field.&amp;nbsp;My navigators did a great job using the map and&amp;nbsp;finding the numbered stations along the way. Eventually though, we did&amp;nbsp;get lost or just tired of trying and started navigating Tina style... &lt;em&gt;turn right&lt;/em&gt;, right is always the right way, &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;nbsp; Really,&amp;nbsp;I don't know anyone who wouldn't get lost. It's SOO big and after a while one path starts to look like all the rest; tall corn and dirt paths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFtZVNvEsag/TphCxQXjH7I/AAAAAAAAHCA/nj6tQU1tyCw/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFtZVNvEsag/TphCxQXjH7I/AAAAAAAAHCA/nj6tQU1tyCw/s640/DSC_0401.JPG" width="640" /&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/-AifM5uNGt6o/TphC7GMVHuI/AAAAAAAAHCI/bxDpRwUmBj8/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AifM5uNGt6o/TphC7GMVHuI/AAAAAAAAHCI/bxDpRwUmBj8/s640/DSC_0405.JPG" width="428" /&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/-_blf3Q4i3LI/TphC-6E4YiI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/pv8S8XW-7KE/s1600/DSC_0414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_blf3Q4i3LI/TphC-6E4YiI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/pv8S8XW-7KE/s640/DSC_0414.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love corn. I love farms.&amp;nbsp; Put me&amp;nbsp;in the farm WITH the corn and I just had to take a self-portrait! Now to BUY a farm with some corn... hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyjRYp7cRO0/TphDGsG462I/AAAAAAAAHCY/PUv_lgrebco/s1600/DSC_0415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyjRYp7cRO0/TphDGsG462I/AAAAAAAAHCY/PUv_lgrebco/s640/DSC_0415.JPG" width="428" /&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/-bPmBobZVBc8/TphDMP32gaI/AAAAAAAAHCg/F4PHWHy0R9E/s1600/DSC_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPmBobZVBc8/TphDMP32gaI/AAAAAAAAHCg/F4PHWHy0R9E/s640/DSC_0427.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The ghost town was closed up for the day&amp;nbsp;but we were able to take a sneak peek. Some truly creative thinkers came up with these grave stones. :)&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/-edn6utWgB34/TphDRH8BdkI/AAAAAAAAHCo/0T2my8rOTKs/s1600/DSC_0440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edn6utWgB34/TphDRH8BdkI/AAAAAAAAHCo/0T2my8rOTKs/s640/DSC_0440.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another highlight of our day&amp;nbsp;was riding&amp;nbsp;the wagon out&amp;nbsp;to the pumpkin patch. Along the way our driver stopped to visit a few cow friends.&amp;nbsp;We all know how much I love cows. Well, this momma was hankering for some nibble. She was feeding two new&amp;nbsp;babies and wanted herself a break from the usual.&amp;nbsp;She slime(d) Lina with her tongue while grabbing the pellet. Too Cute! &amp;nbsp;I just wanted to go hug her. What is it with cows and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Mq_taT-Y-E/TphDU1M4fpI/AAAAAAAAHCw/feRem-azF4g/s1600/DSC_0446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Mq_taT-Y-E/TphDU1M4fpI/AAAAAAAAHCw/feRem-azF4g/s640/DSC_0446.JPG" width="640" /&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/-_qtqsLT8cHY/TphDY9pcnWI/AAAAAAAAHC4/5oM33SG0wm4/s1600/DSC_0462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qtqsLT8cHY/TphDY9pcnWI/AAAAAAAAHC4/5oM33SG0wm4/s640/DSC_0462.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and my baby girl. I love this little Chicky.&amp;nbsp;And this house... yeah this has my name written all over it. Problem is I hear Mr. Jones saying,"I have enough projects, Honey." My&amp;nbsp;man is right but&amp;nbsp;I can't help myself. Old. Farm. Wide open spaces. Cows. It just beckons me. Can't you just see me in my apron calling my cow for dinner then sitting on&amp;nbsp;the front porch&amp;nbsp;swing, sipping a nice&amp;nbsp;Merlot,&amp;nbsp;watching the sunset?&amp;nbsp; Yep.. me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvV6jlo-q-g/TphDdknPqEI/AAAAAAAAHDA/Nwv4bp2qWwg/s1600/DSC_0477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvV6jlo-q-g/TphDdknPqEI/AAAAAAAAHDA/Nwv4bp2qWwg/s640/DSC_0477.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyaPVm_LSGo/TphDqqs-LdI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/D-Wo5VWU60k/s1600/DSC_0444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyaPVm_LSGo/TphDqqs-LdI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/D-Wo5VWU60k/s640/DSC_0444.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UD3TgM5OQqk/TphDiv4hx8I/AAAAAAAAHDI/S_gpNVrGICg/s1600/DSC_0465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UD3TgM5OQqk/TphDiv4hx8I/AAAAAAAAHDI/S_gpNVrGICg/s640/DSC_0465.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear blue skies, corn fields, pumpkins, the Front Range not too far off... what more could the eyes behold.&amp;nbsp; A perfect fall day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8198067167060286927?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8198067167060286927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8198067167060286927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8198067167060286927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8198067167060286927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkins-and-corn-maizesit-truly-is.html' title='Pumpkins and Corn Maizes..It truly is fall'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0Mn8yL6Mk8/TphCTZzxb0I/AAAAAAAAHBY/RdFtwst7JYw/s72-c/DSC_0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2433256641970254079</id><published>2011-10-08T11:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T11:02:30.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Snowy Sort of Autumn Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRr4eTIv4oQ/TpBixlIIk_I/AAAAAAAAHA8/xCEvKLpK2xQ/s1600/DSC_0368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRr4eTIv4oQ/TpBixlIIk_I/AAAAAAAAHA8/xCEvKLpK2xQ/s640/DSC_0368.JPG" width="428" /&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/-LvEWRfCqj44/TpBi2Ndq_6I/AAAAAAAAHBA/ouvRfDCNPPk/s1600/DSC_0369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvEWRfCqj44/TpBi2Ndq_6I/AAAAAAAAHBA/ouvRfDCNPPk/s640/DSC_0369.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last night the weatherman assured us we had a snowy sort of morning in store for us. I wondered if this was really true. I awoke earlier than all the rest of the house and it felt like Christmas morning. I couldn't wait to sneak out of our bedroom&amp;nbsp;and tip-toe down stairs to look for the present Jack Frost left&amp;nbsp;overnight. Sure enough, there it was... bright, blowing snow. &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;Today is October 8th, mind you, not December or January.&amp;nbsp; The fall has just begun and only last week&amp;nbsp;I bought pumpkins&amp;nbsp;to decorate&amp;nbsp;my classroom. Funny thing is, I have been getting excited about Christmas already. I've walked into our storage room this week to get the&amp;nbsp;fall decor and my eyes quickly go over to the Christmas boxes.I even considered getting the fake tree up really early in the basement this year. Christmas is so&amp;nbsp;short and all.&amp;nbsp;I've even wanted to start shopping for stocking stuffers and pretty wrapping paper. So snow.. well.. it only encourages the Christmas spirit even more.&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;I think I'll&amp;nbsp;turn on Christmas&amp;nbsp;Carols and watch Christmas with the Kranks today. &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;Merry Christmas.... I mean Happy Fall everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2433256641970254079?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2433256641970254079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2433256641970254079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2433256641970254079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2433256641970254079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/10/snowy-sort-of-autumn-day.html' title='A Snowy Sort of Autumn Day'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRr4eTIv4oQ/TpBixlIIk_I/AAAAAAAAHA8/xCEvKLpK2xQ/s72-c/DSC_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6941512031509391182</id><published>2011-10-08T10:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:41:54.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Springs Air Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34p_YGx4WQc/TpBa_ULv6ZI/AAAAAAAAHAo/NSW_nUVXuRE/s1600/DSC_0275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34p_YGx4WQc/TpBa_ULv6ZI/AAAAAAAAHAo/NSW_nUVXuRE/s640/DSC_0275.JPG" width="640" /&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/-QqiJRQYgF94/TpBbHaUK63I/AAAAAAAAHAs/ecPgljVq1FA/s1600/DSC_0226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqiJRQYgF94/TpBbHaUK63I/AAAAAAAAHAs/ecPgljVq1FA/s640/DSC_0226.JPG" width="640" /&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/-8z_uM_S5xng/TpBb2j-Kf4I/AAAAAAAAHAw/4hex-ALEsMw/s1600/DSC_0296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8z_uM_S5xng/TpBb2j-Kf4I/AAAAAAAAHAw/4hex-ALEsMw/s640/DSC_0296.JPG" width="428" /&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/-ItOqqrVdB1Q/TpBb96h2_FI/AAAAAAAAHA0/WLZdG8lC6RQ/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ItOqqrVdB1Q/TpBb96h2_FI/AAAAAAAAHA0/WLZdG8lC6RQ/s640/DSC_0300.JPG" width="640" /&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/-Rxji6jRjFlg/TpBcWz7Ud0I/AAAAAAAAHA4/-VOwnIG8GTQ/s1600/DSC_0259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxji6jRjFlg/TpBcWz7Ud0I/AAAAAAAAHA4/-VOwnIG8GTQ/s640/DSC_0259.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The air show came to Colorado Springs&amp;nbsp;in September. I was hesitant after the Reno air show disaster but we decided to go and make the best of a beautiful day. And a beautiful day it was! We all received plenty of sunshine kisses on our face. The sky was blue, blue, blue! I can't say we'd go back to this one again but a day away with the kids&amp;nbsp;is always a welcome treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6941512031509391182?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6941512031509391182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6941512031509391182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6941512031509391182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6941512031509391182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/10/colorado-springs-air-show.html' title='Colorado Springs Air Show'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34p_YGx4WQc/TpBa_ULv6ZI/AAAAAAAAHAo/NSW_nUVXuRE/s72-c/DSC_0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3469767916490880313</id><published>2011-10-08T10:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:13:50.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father- Daughter Dance 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbkEb-WQs6I/TpBY8XoN6uI/AAAAAAAAHAc/afIxbdnbOA8/s1600/DSC_0362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbkEb-WQs6I/TpBY8XoN6uI/AAAAAAAAHAc/afIxbdnbOA8/s640/DSC_0362.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Angelina's big day! She waited three years for her time with her daddy. We shopped, planned,&amp;nbsp; and shopped some more. She looked fabUlous! I have to say... my man, oh yeah, he looks mighty fine too. It truly was a night to remember.&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/-jRyO1y_gADg/TpBZCkt9cJI/AAAAAAAAHAg/e12nUwGzBSE/s1600/DSC_0355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jRyO1y_gADg/TpBZCkt9cJI/AAAAAAAAHAg/e12nUwGzBSE/s640/DSC_0355.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJmot5HXw90/TpBZJ6g8gwI/AAAAAAAAHAk/wQGWih3WKZ8/s1600/DSC_0363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJmot5HXw90/TpBZJ6g8gwI/AAAAAAAAHAk/wQGWih3WKZ8/s640/DSC_0363.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angelina and her Daddy are ready to dance the night away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3469767916490880313?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3469767916490880313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3469767916490880313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3469767916490880313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3469767916490880313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/10/father-daughter-dance-2011.html' title='Father- Daughter Dance 2011'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbkEb-WQs6I/TpBY8XoN6uI/AAAAAAAAHAc/afIxbdnbOA8/s72-c/DSC_0362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3012019585983855461</id><published>2011-09-30T20:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T20:50:36.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and Dad</title><content type='html'>Proper&amp;nbsp;online etiquette states that using&amp;nbsp;all capital letters&amp;nbsp;is like yelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a message for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IT'S BEEN ALMOST A YEAR. A YEAR I SAY! CAN'T YA JUST GET YOUR BOOTY DOWN HERE ALREADY? I NEED A MOM AND DAD&amp;nbsp;HUG AND SOME&amp;nbsp;HOMEMADE FOOD. I NEED TO HEAR THE CHINK CHINK OF THE COFFEE MUG. I NEED TO HEAR DAD GET MAD AT HIS LAPTOP. SO... WHAT DO YA&amp;nbsp;SAY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HOW ABOUT JUST TWO SIMPLE&amp;nbsp;WORDS:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ROAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TRIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your&amp;nbsp; daughter,&lt;br /&gt;Tina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3012019585983855461?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3012019585983855461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3012019585983855461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3012019585983855461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3012019585983855461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/09/proper-etiquette-states-that-using.html' title='Mom and Dad'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-7138690083003592201</id><published>2011-09-22T22:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:32:11.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birthday... I Never Would Have Imagined</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRWcl4ztBlE/TnvpT07jlYI/AAAAAAAAHAA/yO3mAoFhp7c/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRWcl4ztBlE/TnvpT07jlYI/AAAAAAAAHAA/yO3mAoFhp7c/s640/IMG_0468.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I treated myself to an early birthday day present this morning, an extra 30 minutes of sleep, and this gift was waiting for me when I left just beckoning for a picture.&amp;nbsp;A layer of fog settled over the valley showing&amp;nbsp;the beginnings of fall. Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7HV5Rf3qIbk/TnvpXZgLdOI/AAAAAAAAHAE/1B793TS468s/s1600/IMG_0469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7HV5Rf3qIbk/TnvpXZgLdOI/AAAAAAAAHAE/1B793TS468s/s640/IMG_0469.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I arrived to class this morning the children greeted me with joy and lots of "Happy Birthdays!" Our amazing parents and their kiddos&amp;nbsp;blessed me with a yummy spread and gifts abound.I could only keep saying,&amp;nbsp;"Oh, Thank you." In my mind,&amp;nbsp;I was going back a year. I was trying to finish up my last semester at Regis so&amp;nbsp;I could try &lt;em&gt;even harder&lt;/em&gt; to find a job that would allow our children to have financial assistance for college. Who knew God's plan included so many little people and their parents!&amp;nbsp;I am overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWvvF1oL_5A/TnvpaZVuk2I/AAAAAAAAHAI/SQue2NUzJ3Y/s1600/IMG_0472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWvvF1oL_5A/TnvpaZVuk2I/AAAAAAAAHAI/SQue2NUzJ3Y/s640/IMG_0472.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxZf0i1mtDA/TnvpeGpqHBI/AAAAAAAAHAM/Ccbh0_n8wGg/s1600/IMG_0473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxZf0i1mtDA/TnvpeGpqHBI/AAAAAAAAHAM/Ccbh0_n8wGg/s640/IMG_0473.JPG" width="640" /&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;"&gt;This is my amazing 5th grade team.&amp;nbsp;We were&amp;nbsp;blessed with a meal to celebrate the September birthdays! I really love these ladies!&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l3OtyG-xzzA/TnvpjAg7qWI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/xyBKu4VgQVY/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l3OtyG-xzzA/TnvpjAg7qWI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/xyBKu4VgQVY/s640/IMG_0475.JPG" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not only did I receive special treatment at school, but at home my man made the BEST dinner...steak, bacon mashers, amazing veggies, and this.... this wine. Oh baby, it is one of&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;THE &lt;/em&gt;best wines I've had in a l&lt;em&gt;oooo&lt;/em&gt;ng time!&lt;br /&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/-Xa05BmuMt64/Tnvslmy0zLI/AAAAAAAAHAY/oBXQJDTateE/s1600/IMG_0477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa05BmuMt64/Tnvslmy0zLI/AAAAAAAAHAY/oBXQJDTateE/s640/IMG_0477.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And....&amp;nbsp;this sunset, umm yep, mine. God painted on my behalf, don't ya know. :) &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;Only thing missing today, my sister. We share a birthday together only three years apart.We love spending time together and one day we will celebrate together again. Until then.... Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-7138690083003592201?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/7138690083003592201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=7138690083003592201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7138690083003592201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7138690083003592201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-my-birthday-i-never-would-have.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday... I Never Would Have Imagined'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uRWcl4ztBlE/TnvpT07jlYI/AAAAAAAAHAA/yO3mAoFhp7c/s72-c/IMG_0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5651781465107841110</id><published>2011-09-20T22:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:02:53.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touch of Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cstW4zztG2w/TnlFW795oFI/AAAAAAAAG_0/OyDSWtGqRlQ/s1600/IMG_0467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cstW4zztG2w/TnlFW795oFI/AAAAAAAAG_0/OyDSWtGqRlQ/s640/IMG_0467.JPG" width="640" /&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/-9SpG80xsfcI/TnlFZQm24FI/AAAAAAAAG_4/zuf6rruZFm4/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SpG80xsfcI/TnlFZQm24FI/AAAAAAAAG_4/zuf6rruZFm4/s640/IMG_0462.JPG" width="640" /&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/-c7rZvC2BvJQ/TnlFcTfyX2I/AAAAAAAAG_8/RipDnLOwKA0/s1600/IMG_0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7rZvC2BvJQ/TnlFcTfyX2I/AAAAAAAAG_8/RipDnLOwKA0/s640/IMG_0460.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5651781465107841110?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5651781465107841110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5651781465107841110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5651781465107841110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5651781465107841110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/09/touch-of-autumn.html' title='A Touch of Autumn'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cstW4zztG2w/TnlFW795oFI/AAAAAAAAG_0/OyDSWtGqRlQ/s72-c/IMG_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6506840664947648994</id><published>2011-09-19T21:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:45:45.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Broncos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WvR4tbkLSqs/TnfrzyRDi4I/AAAAAAAAG_g/IxD03Gc8XYo/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WvR4tbkLSqs/TnfrzyRDi4I/AAAAAAAAG_g/IxD03Gc8XYo/s400/IMG_0458.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/-EV3-dWSUS4k/Tnfr2OtrrbI/AAAAAAAAG_k/Y7Ymuk0mCi8/s1600/IMG_0444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EV3-dWSUS4k/Tnfr2OtrrbI/AAAAAAAAG_k/Y7Ymuk0mCi8/s400/IMG_0444.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend turned into more than I had planned! My list consisted of working, resting and oh yeah, resting. &amp;nbsp;T and I&amp;nbsp;spent time going to dinner (&lt;em&gt;and running errands&lt;/em&gt; :). What's a date without&amp;nbsp;at least one errand? ), a movie night with our girls and THIS... This game! What a great surprise.&amp;nbsp;A perfect Colorado September day and we're in the Broncos stadium surrounded by 70,000 other fans. Orange and Blue ev.er.y.where. The jets flew overhead to celebrate the grand ol' US of A,&amp;nbsp;four men dropped out of a plane and landed safely&amp;nbsp;on the field,&amp;nbsp;and Shannon Sharpe received his Hall of Fame ring. &amp;nbsp; Umm.. did I mention we WON! &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;Go Broncos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6506840664947648994?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6506840664947648994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6506840664947648994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6506840664947648994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6506840664947648994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-weekend-turned-into-more-than-i.html' title='Go Broncos!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxOLvKMo3I4/TnfrjFr3QyI/AAAAAAAAG_M/HC87LAg7ERc/s72-c/IMG_0432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-1820894513062155637</id><published>2011-09-17T15:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T15:37:09.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pen96Lu4wp8/TnT0XJU_V-I/AAAAAAAAG-0/fZG79ePaAvo/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pen96Lu4wp8/TnT0XJU_V-I/AAAAAAAAG-0/fZG79ePaAvo/s640/DSC_0095.JPG" width="427" /&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/-UL8RExygbn8/TnT0asTCObI/AAAAAAAAG-4/gMok-pG5tw0/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UL8RExygbn8/TnT0asTCObI/AAAAAAAAG-4/gMok-pG5tw0/s400/DSC_0080.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/-T1C8lAdgZW4/TnT0euZTcCI/AAAAAAAAG-8/UkVo2VPlH3c/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T1C8lAdgZW4/TnT0euZTcCI/AAAAAAAAG-8/UkVo2VPlH3c/s400/DSC_0112.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/-3vGL3it5gCM/TnT0v3JGqiI/AAAAAAAAG_A/580q2S5BtMY/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vGL3it5gCM/TnT0v3JGqiI/AAAAAAAAG_A/580q2S5BtMY/s640/DSC_0066.JPG" width="428" /&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/-2-ypsJNqp8Y/TnT00TxdDjI/AAAAAAAAG_E/TxtmDPLp56Q/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-ypsJNqp8Y/TnT00TxdDjI/AAAAAAAAG_E/TxtmDPLp56Q/s400/DSC_0082.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="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYuHkgqwC8Q/TnT1GgoXL6I/AAAAAAAAG_I/1gbaj2DP7CY/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYuHkgqwC8Q/TnT1GgoXL6I/AAAAAAAAG_I/1gbaj2DP7CY/s400/DSC_0101.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-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;My girls had some fun with the camera this week. I love&amp;nbsp;that they can catch the true essence of who they are in a picture. Picture Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-1820894513062155637?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/1820894513062155637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=1820894513062155637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1820894513062155637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1820894513062155637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/09/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture Perfect'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pen96Lu4wp8/TnT0XJU_V-I/AAAAAAAAG-0/fZG79ePaAvo/s72-c/DSC_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2051623328694220385</id><published>2011-09-17T15:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T15:24:35.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZDzy1UoBc8/TnTzxm8QilI/AAAAAAAAG-w/Zus2CdUMfg0/s1600/DSC_0199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZDzy1UoBc8/TnTzxm8QilI/AAAAAAAAG-w/Zus2CdUMfg0/s320/DSC_0199.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sweet Girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2051623328694220385?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2051623328694220385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2051623328694220385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2051623328694220385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2051623328694220385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-boo.html' title='Happy Birthday Boo!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZDzy1UoBc8/TnTzxm8QilI/AAAAAAAAG-w/Zus2CdUMfg0/s72-c/DSC_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4912537763129342881</id><published>2011-09-05T20:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:35:45.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Estes Park 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Time for one last hurrah this summer with our Vintage. We took advantage of the long weekend and went up to Estes Park with some dear friends. At first we were hesitant given our busy schedule now a days but it turned out to be a great weekend. The sun shone, the nights weren't too cold, and the fellowship sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dMm7x6HbKM/TmVxgjuYxwI/AAAAAAAAG-k/fLrKcgANCsg/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649046111765710594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dMm7x6HbKM/TmVxgjuYxwI/AAAAAAAAG-k/fLrKcgANCsg/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our camping buddies, John and Amanda. We love these guys and their kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7uwNtT_XshM/TmVxUtkMKYI/AAAAAAAAG-c/JyvdV9TJ2u4/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649045908248865154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7uwNtT_XshM/TmVxUtkMKYI/AAAAAAAAG-c/JyvdV9TJ2u4/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went off-roading in our Fj's. I really love going off the beaten path and seeing places we can't otherwise. We stopped a vista point and grabbed our lunches. All that rumbling around deserves some good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnbALo30j-M/TmVxUfPAxMI/AAAAAAAAG-U/yb07TSUEQWo/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649045904401941698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnbALo30j-M/TmVxUfPAxMI/AAAAAAAAG-U/yb07TSUEQWo/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Kayleigh came along this trip. We love having her around! Kayleigh is from England and is a part of our youth leadership this year. We hope to take her to more fun out-tings in Colorado. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nn0OvzMBNa0/TmVw_8vepLI/AAAAAAAAG-M/kpu1-Dzi-1Y/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649045551545492658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nn0OvzMBNa0/TmVw_8vepLI/AAAAAAAAG-M/kpu1-Dzi-1Y/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great views behind us, don't ya say? I have been so crazy busy that Amanda and I hardly ever catch up anymore. It took getting out of town to actually get in a conversation. Unfortunately, Amanda was in pain with her ear this weekend. She hung in there though and thanked Tylenol for being in existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-feXzA7rJcZo/TmVw_othHyI/AAAAAAAAG-E/yCNseQnAGxg/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649045546168557346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-feXzA7rJcZo/TmVw_othHyI/AAAAAAAAG-E/yCNseQnAGxg/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two awesome trucks... they did so well off roading. Gotta love Toyota!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649052099709724514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kzfa6oxgC4c/TmV29GjfZ2I/AAAAAAAAG-s/zwCtRsMuIFg/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" /&gt;And then there's this beast. We were enjoying our time off-roading and all of a sudden, around the corner comes this thing full of people. We had to laugh. Someone is making some bucks. Lina thought we should cut the top off our Fj and do the same thing. Ba haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3zfD39Cx9s/TmVw_VSJytI/AAAAAAAAG98/9DN-K0_9SlE/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649045540953508562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3zfD39Cx9s/TmVw_VSJytI/AAAAAAAAG98/9DN-K0_9SlE/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyk_DvIu0Wo/TmVwFhu7xGI/AAAAAAAAG90/18y2m98BoSE/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649044547863037026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyk_DvIu0Wo/TmVwFhu7xGI/AAAAAAAAG90/18y2m98BoSE/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayleigh and Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wOmsUCUMfcQ/TmVwFZj1a1I/AAAAAAAAG9s/iWqy6k3WysE/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649044545669000018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wOmsUCUMfcQ/TmVwFZj1a1I/AAAAAAAAG9s/iWqy6k3WysE/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went into town one night to grab some grub. Why cook when there's an awesome BBQ just up the street?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pS_bRJY8l1c/TmVwFKeprmI/AAAAAAAAG9k/b1Tjfi9WkV4/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649044541620727394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pS_bRJY8l1c/TmVwFKeprmI/AAAAAAAAG9k/b1Tjfi9WkV4/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2KxO8kwV0g/TmVvqSyVRyI/AAAAAAAAG9c/VZZ_oe6jRoI/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649044079994292002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2KxO8kwV0g/TmVvqSyVRyI/AAAAAAAAG9c/VZZ_oe6jRoI/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My man's main dig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zulrH1APCC8/TmVvpukUKrI/AAAAAAAAG9U/NoKYvmD_wz4/s1600/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649044070271822514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zulrH1APCC8/TmVvpukUKrI/AAAAAAAAG9U/NoKYvmD_wz4/s400/IMG_0367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yn7h99KJ3M/TmVvpoB63iI/AAAAAAAAG9M/i3EjKVRD2Ro/s1600/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649044068516945442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yn7h99KJ3M/TmVvpoB63iI/AAAAAAAAG9M/i3EjKVRD2Ro/s400/IMG_0373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Stanley Hotel in Estes. The Shining was filmed here and we had to go see it. Oh this place was gorgeous!!! The inside was vintage and just spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wmeydbw3Yis/TmVvQVGdcVI/AAAAAAAAG9E/OPoOJwUoLdc/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649043633938985298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wmeydbw3Yis/TmVvQVGdcVI/AAAAAAAAG9E/OPoOJwUoLdc/s400/IMG_0372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girlies. I love spending time with these chickies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IWIDcalq4s/TmVvQK5Ji_I/AAAAAAAAG88/_PUIMyJJf1g/s1600/IMG_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649043631198800882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IWIDcalq4s/TmVvQK5Ji_I/AAAAAAAAG88/_PUIMyJJf1g/s400/IMG_0380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. T waited patiently as we went all over this place. I just HAD to see inside! Now I know where I want to go on a weekend away. Hint. Hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had a wonderful break from the norm. We ate great meals, had some awesome laughs, got sun burned, and came home to piles of laundry. Could we ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our camping season is done for 2011. Can't wait until next season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4912537763129342881?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4912537763129342881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4912537763129342881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4912537763129342881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4912537763129342881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/09/estes-park-2011.html' title='Estes Park 2011'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dMm7x6HbKM/TmVxgjuYxwI/AAAAAAAAG-k/fLrKcgANCsg/s72-c/DSC_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8351969867317182293</id><published>2011-08-23T21:42:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:27:42.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Final Look at our Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyA6KN3rqho/TlRcSRjyOmI/AAAAAAAAG80/7-CjFK-VUBk/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644237702022969954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyA6KN3rqho/TlRcSRjyOmI/AAAAAAAAG80/7-CjFK-VUBk/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rraV_BAnCdY/TlRcJCPB7AI/AAAAAAAAG8s/hEGsLTyowP4/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644237543290563586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rraV_BAnCdY/TlRcJCPB7AI/AAAAAAAAG8s/hEGsLTyowP4/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QTe7X_AVT_U/TlRcIhzWkHI/AAAAAAAAG8k/2XZN1CiwRig/s1600/DSC_0009%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644232738189903874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZCz-tlVOSU/TlRXxV1wiAI/AAAAAAAAG50/UIoMeBsbvys/s400/DSC_0226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DiNWpCGWA8g/TlRXxDwPkOI/AAAAAAAAG5s/ZHg59jJFt4E/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644232733334933730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DiNWpCGWA8g/TlRXxDwPkOI/AAAAAAAAG5s/ZHg59jJFt4E/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HrnciAdG_o/TlRXw9HgouI/AAAAAAAAG5k/UByS5I-67JA/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644232731553473250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HrnciAdG_o/TlRXw9HgouI/AAAAAAAAG5k/UByS5I-67JA/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwZv3_IjdkA/TlRXwhIntYI/AAAAAAAAG5c/HjeZp6c4FTU/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644232724041938306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwZv3_IjdkA/TlRXwhIntYI/AAAAAAAAG5c/HjeZp6c4FTU/s400/DSC_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644236603803661362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tw_ByioRv_M/TlRbSWX5dDI/AAAAAAAAG8E/Y4hr8RH-wpM/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" /&gt;Well. &lt;em&gt;(heavy sigh)&lt;/em&gt; Summer is over and school has come once again. With my new job, I have had NO time to dig into this ol' blog and share stories. So, tonight I figured I'd catch up and share at least pictures. I realized we did more than I thought! We had the joy of having our children home, the joy of company, projects that never stopped, outtings to Denver, hikes...just a few, Lina became our newest lawn mower, I decorated a classroom and had hours upon hours of training, and it ended with Boo buying her first car. So, yeah... All's well that ends well. In this case, better than well. We are all healthy, thriving, and changing. Blessing abound so any complaining I do about being dum-gad tired, you can ignore. Who can argue with a summer of pictures sharing joy and happiness? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8351969867317182293?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8351969867317182293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8351969867317182293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8351969867317182293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8351969867317182293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/08/final-look-at-our-summer.html' title='A Final Look at our Summer'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyA6KN3rqho/TlRcSRjyOmI/AAAAAAAAG80/7-CjFK-VUBk/s72-c/DSC_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-9112750295082968927</id><published>2011-08-23T21:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:42:26.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Deck is Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644230713064696306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zD69LGSN0Vg/TlRV7dqSKfI/AAAAAAAAG5M/HcF4uWSrdBc/s400/DSC_0308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644230719583888354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OOw-qwEACyM/TlRV718lI-I/AAAAAAAAG5U/iszD2bGrd40/s400/DSC_0316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644230367140681618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qSnhNTfdwO0/TlRVnU_kl5I/AAAAAAAAG40/455IzY_BRks/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bqzqe6SZcBI/TlRVoCQlZWI/AAAAAAAAG5E/DWAsWTUrXw0/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644230379291632994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bqzqe6SZcBI/TlRVoCQlZWI/AAAAAAAAG5E/DWAsWTUrXw0/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRowe5myBnM/TlRVnoNtglI/AAAAAAAAG48/MthHnhW7ldY/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644230372300259922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRowe5myBnM/TlRVnoNtglI/AAAAAAAAG48/MthHnhW7ldY/s400/DSC_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well.. here it is! This is the finished product, a new 10 x 20 addition. The pictures are out of order for the work that was actually done but hey.. at least they are here. The retaining wall is done now and we desperately need plants. It took many hours and many dollars to finish but we are done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-9112750295082968927?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/9112750295082968927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=9112750295082968927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9112750295082968927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9112750295082968927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-deck-is-done.html' title='Our Deck is Done!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zD69LGSN0Vg/TlRV7dqSKfI/AAAAAAAAG5M/HcF4uWSrdBc/s72-c/DSC_0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3326829978151832569</id><published>2011-08-06T08:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T09:24:16.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And She's Off</title><content type='html'>Summertime is a wonderful time for me. It brings warm temperatures, flowers, vacation, projects but mostly at this season in life, summer brings my family back together. All the kids that are scattered for college come back to the nest for a few short weeks. I can not believe it is already time to send one of my babies off again. Bec has a great job at school as a Head C. A., what we all called an R. A. in my day. She is also blessed in a big way this year with the only on campus apartment IN the dorms! She's ready to take on year 2 at WWU and obviously by the amount she's taking back, will be busy settling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBpvZtWNxfU/Tj06ggnmYhI/AAAAAAAAG4k/Q9LM8ZM9pp8/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637726638723981842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBpvZtWNxfU/Tj06ggnmYhI/AAAAAAAAG4k/Q9LM8ZM9pp8/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anxiety or Excitement? Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhdhwzvdw1o/Tj06gTAsKZI/AAAAAAAAG4c/X0vmlxQ8oH4/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637726635071121810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhdhwzvdw1o/Tj06gTAsKZI/AAAAAAAAG4c/X0vmlxQ8oH4/s400/DSC_0301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy is doing one final check on her engine before the long drive to Missouri. We had a bunch of work done this week on HER car, even new tires at a steal of a deal. Oh the Blessing that were ours this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWIvMlzerZ8/Tj06gE0AbyI/AAAAAAAAG4U/IcuohSnigbE/s1600/DSC_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637726631259828002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWIvMlzerZ8/Tj06gE0AbyI/AAAAAAAAG4U/IcuohSnigbE/s400/DSC_0305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bec and Fishy are ready to take on the road. She crammed and stuffed EVERYTHING she possibly could in her car and trunk including a western saddle and a live fish. Ahh, college life at its best. This is gonna be a great year for my baby girl, full of change and adventure. The change: Bec didn't have a car last year and the big news for her this year, she is taking her very own car back. Adventure: Well, she is driving all the way to Missouri and where ever else her 4 wheels decide to go this year. Whoo Hoo! Let the adventures begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPdldc7qMgo/Tj06f-yI4QI/AAAAAAAAG4M/diyZAp8WYzs/s1600/DSC_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637726629641380098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPdldc7qMgo/Tj06f-yI4QI/AAAAAAAAG4M/diyZAp8WYzs/s400/DSC_0307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6:30 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's off! Love you sweet girl! Happy Trails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3326829978151832569?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3326829978151832569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3326829978151832569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3326829978151832569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3326829978151832569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-shes-off.html' title='And She&apos;s Off'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBpvZtWNxfU/Tj06ggnmYhI/AAAAAAAAG4k/Q9LM8ZM9pp8/s72-c/DSC_0300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3961404422563160975</id><published>2011-08-05T13:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T13:45:44.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...A Family Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rX_HGiRti2k/Tjwo6Qq9pzI/AAAAAAAAG4E/ccMPMZwnKpA/s1600/DSC_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637425814933710642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rX_HGiRti2k/Tjwo6Qq9pzI/AAAAAAAAG4E/ccMPMZwnKpA/s400/DSC_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2U7c_jZG3_E/Tjwo5xbwtoI/AAAAAAAAG38/g1O5_GNX6YY/s1600/DSC_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637425806548448898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2U7c_jZG3_E/Tjwo5xbwtoI/AAAAAAAAG38/g1O5_GNX6YY/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVbkiASlwjg/Tjwo5ou22eI/AAAAAAAAG30/z_s2tH2nbS0/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637425804212623842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVbkiASlwjg/Tjwo5ou22eI/AAAAAAAAG30/z_s2tH2nbS0/s400/DSC_0212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend is fixing this one to take the pole from Bec's head. I love the pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-na5vvvZDcks/Tjwo5TN-xvI/AAAAAAAAG3s/014EpNkYyz0/s1600/DSC_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637425798437586674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-na5vvvZDcks/Tjwo5TN-xvI/AAAAAAAAG3s/014EpNkYyz0/s400/DSC_0198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This will go on the wall just cause it shows their personality. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvb0yOaUkI0/Tjwn42fpzlI/AAAAAAAAG3k/sMhez_R9I68/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637424691215453778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvb0yOaUkI0/Tjwn42fpzlI/AAAAAAAAG3k/sMhez_R9I68/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5RQm2ft3Bg/Tjwn4vgaAFI/AAAAAAAAG3c/jGq3K0YnZ_Y/s1600/family%2Bphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637424689339564114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5RQm2ft3Bg/Tjwn4vgaAFI/AAAAAAAAG3c/jGq3K0YnZ_Y/s400/family%2Bphoto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love pictures of trains and HOPED this would happen! And it did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9pyi_t0TfY/Tjwn4WLST8I/AAAAAAAAG3U/--RTgT5EoQs/s1600/familyphoto%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637424682540093378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9pyi_t0TfY/Tjwn4WLST8I/AAAAAAAAG3U/--RTgT5EoQs/s400/familyphoto%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was time. Actually, well overdue if you ask me. The last REAL family picture was when Lina was 3. Look at her! She is almost a teenager now. With the kids all going separate directions, I never know when we will have another opportunity for a photo shoot. One off to California, one off to Missouri, and one just busy. Our appointment was set for today 'cause Bec is off tomorrow.... already! Where did the summer go? I was sitting in a training session for work and got the message our beloved photographer we hired was sick. Oh my goodness, I panicked! On my way home, I made a last ditch effort with a friend I KNEW I could count on. Sure enough she came through. Let me just say I filled my own bucket with tears. You don't plan all these days and &lt;em&gt;pick out clothing &lt;/em&gt;NOT to have pictures taken. So, up at "oh so early" we got ready, hugged some friends who were staying with us last night, and wandered our little booties over to Greenland Open Space. Here are a few fun ones. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3961404422563160975?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3961404422563160975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3961404422563160975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3961404422563160975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3961404422563160975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/08/finallya-family-picture.html' title='Finally...A Family Picture'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rX_HGiRti2k/Tjwo6Qq9pzI/AAAAAAAAG4E/ccMPMZwnKpA/s72-c/DSC_0204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-383800521271621815</id><published>2011-07-26T17:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T18:18:42.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey from Here to There</title><content type='html'>Today marked day 2 of our training. I would rather say investing. No, not money. Something more, deeper, driven by the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am standing at the road less traveled and moving onto a new path, a new journey. One that moves me from teaching 4 children of various ages, sometime in our pj's, sometimes doing the same subject for hours, sometimes just working on one's character to teaching a classroom of twenty-two 5th graders. Shocked are you? I know, I know! Me too. This day was to come, I always knew, but to be upon it and living it out, here and now, is quite surreal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 2 days of our training, at this fabulous new place I will call home for 40 plus hours a week, has been motivating, frightening, exhausting and rewarding but mostly revealing. The gals who are walking us through this new journey are our mentors. They are truly investing in our lives. The thing that has brought me to tears is to see their heart. I am surrounded by a room full of women who are like minded and desire to see the whole child nurtured, educated and given an opportunity to rise above to become more. They are showing us how to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; parrot or control the room or conversation but to be a guide, to facilitate, and lead. I can NOT tell you how appreciative I am for their heart. It leans in to all I have done with my own schooling or with my co-horts in Cali when we lived there. These gals who are training us &lt;strong&gt;live out &lt;/strong&gt;all I have lived out in my circle of homeschooling families. Could it be possible to teach in a place that values what I value? I say yes, it is possible. I have found a place I thought could not exist. I thought in my naivety, that only &lt;strong&gt;US&lt;/strong&gt; homeschoolers could desire for the whole child to be developed in a way that is reflected in The Well Trained Mind. I humbly say, I am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One does not stop growing or changing just because we are "all grown up". I know at 43 that I will be more aware, more knowledgeable, and hopefully more wise at 53 than I am now. I don't want to stop learning. I don't want to become prideful or arrogant in my thoughts. How can I show the love of Jesus and his transforming power in my life if I believe I have cornered the market. I learn from my God, my husband, my children, my extended family and now I will choose to learn from my peers. Oh this new chapter isn't going to be easy for awhile. I expect some bumps, bruises and even a few mountains to tredge across but all the while I will continue this path before me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full of gratitude for this new journey and for the opportunity to serve in a whole new way. I have so much to learn and as I do, you'll hear it here. Until my next lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humbly I walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-383800521271621815?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/383800521271621815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=383800521271621815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/383800521271621815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/383800521271621815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-journey-from-here-to-there.html' title='My Journey from Here to There'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8037176730384769043</id><published>2011-07-24T21:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:25:04.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains and Chocolate Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089295229514498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNDLGhqIw4M/TizA3l418wI/AAAAAAAAG2U/rCQGHMCB2pw/s400/DSC_0235.JPG" /&gt; Did you know that Cripple Creek was in the running for our state capital? Yeah, me neither. During its prime, it was the 2nd biggest city in Colorado. Also learned the Red Light District began or became known here. Why you ask? Well, the men who worked for the train had to have red lanterns hanging outside their door. If the train had to suddenly leave, the conductor knocked on the doors with red lanterns. It then went from this to houses with madams on the same street. Hence, the Red Light District. Interesting, huh? One more piece of trivia.. Dr Quinn, Medicine Woman, is buried here. Yep. I learned quite a bit today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ1U4sdOw7Q/TizCDvV8VjI/AAAAAAAAG3M/yvF5pICVIkY/s1600/DSC_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633090603437545010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ1U4sdOw7Q/TizCDvV8VjI/AAAAAAAAG3M/yvF5pICVIkY/s400/DSC_0246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The views were amazing and we had a chacne to learn quite a bit about the area. Gold and more Gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9YkAntHwnJw/TizCDc2U37I/AAAAAAAAG3E/V-h4zCrh35g/s1600/DSC_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633090598473097138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9YkAntHwnJw/TizCDc2U37I/AAAAAAAAG3E/V-h4zCrh35g/s400/DSC_0254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSpX0A0SqHo/TizCCw0X63I/AAAAAAAAG28/jeO_6KCjyVs/s1600/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633090586653748082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSpX0A0SqHo/TizCCw0X63I/AAAAAAAAG28/jeO_6KCjyVs/s400/DSC_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQwrW2m-ZJE/TizBeyDejBI/AAAAAAAAG20/tjuVxoqvd08/s1600/DSC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089968510241810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQwrW2m-ZJE/TizBeyDejBI/AAAAAAAAG20/tjuVxoqvd08/s400/DSC_0251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4shs6rjZ9u0/TizBejjQc6I/AAAAAAAAG2s/N5EN0syMCnA/s1600/DSC_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089964617003938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4shs6rjZ9u0/TizBejjQc6I/AAAAAAAAG2s/N5EN0syMCnA/s400/DSC_0257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This old place was a part of the first city here called Anaconda. This belonged to a blacksmith and he ran his business out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rag7gb-rRD8/TizBeU6oLgI/AAAAAAAAG2k/SER1PeoR_Dg/s1600/DSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089960688496130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rag7gb-rRD8/TizBeU6oLgI/AAAAAAAAG2k/SER1PeoR_Dg/s400/DSC_0231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyZscfQxb0I/TizBeGGAmUI/AAAAAAAAG2c/WqOnJnBzyEY/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089956709701954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyZscfQxb0I/TizBeGGAmUI/AAAAAAAAG2c/WqOnJnBzyEY/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAEetu2k_wM/TizA3Rbn1dI/AAAAAAAAG2M/QmhF9zrXOfs/s1600/DSC_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089289738245586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAEetu2k_wM/TizA3Rbn1dI/AAAAAAAAG2M/QmhF9zrXOfs/s400/DSC_0239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5ioFJoew5c/TizA3OgLR6I/AAAAAAAAG2E/5YCsJskbcoc/s1600/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089288952039330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5ioFJoew5c/TizA3OgLR6I/AAAAAAAAG2E/5YCsJskbcoc/s400/DSC_0224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Dad T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01KIy4IxhYY/TizA25zFMLI/AAAAAAAAG18/K5oZlYL8LXY/s1600/CSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633089283394187442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01KIy4IxhYY/TizA25zFMLI/AAAAAAAAG18/K5oZlYL8LXY/s400/CSC_0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week we have the pleasure of T's folk's visiting. We planned a B'day Cake Celebration for Dad T, chocolate..his favorite, and a fun train ride through Cripple Creek. Angelina made a wonderful cake for her grandpa and the weather held out for a great day away. Today was a pleasure for all of us. After a wonderful day away we came home to cool breezes and BBQ. What more could we ask for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8037176730384769043?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8037176730384769043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8037176730384769043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8037176730384769043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8037176730384769043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/trains-and-chocolate-cake.html' title='Trains and Chocolate Cake'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNDLGhqIw4M/TizA3l418wI/AAAAAAAAG2U/rCQGHMCB2pw/s72-c/DSC_0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-7125022958670670195</id><published>2011-07-17T22:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:59:37.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck Project: Framing and Sanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630826958914417202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oClZyCa7wKs/TiS3SSXJcjI/AAAAAAAAG1c/oP-CP7JJAlg/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630826957156569282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTDmhrcWmLI/TiS3SL0C0MI/AAAAAAAAG1U/jngfj0sT6_o/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThBhd367bQg/TiS3xRKG4uI/AAAAAAAAG1s/jS8tFUsnWa0/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630827491167232738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThBhd367bQg/TiS3xRKG4uI/AAAAAAAAG1s/jS8tFUsnWa0/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're dirty and HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TcknFINHJnA/TiS3w3UQXQI/AAAAAAAAG1k/AyokbD97sbE/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630827484230475010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TcknFINHJnA/TiS3w3UQXQI/AAAAAAAAG1k/AyokbD97sbE/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJCrRaWG6lA/TiS3RVa1YWI/AAAAAAAAG1M/wAdR_Zcpqls/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630826942555316578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJCrRaWG6lA/TiS3RVa1YWI/AAAAAAAAG1M/wAdR_Zcpqls/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhuriQRS5n8/TiS3RPOuUxI/AAAAAAAAG1E/PSTgQ0_A-nw/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630826940893909778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhuriQRS5n8/TiS3RPOuUxI/AAAAAAAAG1E/PSTgQ0_A-nw/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Step 100...okay it &lt;em&gt;felt&lt;/em&gt; like step 100, is framing and then sanding. Framing was a great step in getting an idea of the size of our new extension. It looks great and we passed inspection this morning. Now sanding the original deck was a long time a comin'. We thought about turning the wood planks over and tried many, MANY, options to accomplish this BUT no avail. So, we rented a sander and hoped for the best. To our oh so pleasant surprise, it worked! The previous owner painted, yes you read right, PAINTED the beautiful redwood every single year. And so the paint was thick and stubborn. We worked and worked and WA LA! There is some final sanding still yet to do but the big part is done. What a relief. Next step...build out the other side with redwood and sand the railings. This will be a very nice place for our family to hang out when it's done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we are all ready for it to be done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-7125022958670670195?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/7125022958670670195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=7125022958670670195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7125022958670670195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7125022958670670195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/deck-project-framing-and-sanding.html' title='Deck Project: Framing and Sanding'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oClZyCa7wKs/TiS3SSXJcjI/AAAAAAAAG1c/oP-CP7JJAlg/s72-c/DSC_0110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5788232848346711986</id><published>2011-07-13T12:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T12:29:51.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summer Morning in Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2tIjgfA1qA/Th3Fm-kvb2I/AAAAAAAAG08/9_RSANp7Thg/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628872382705790818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2tIjgfA1qA/Th3Fm-kvb2I/AAAAAAAAG08/9_RSANp7Thg/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xf5RTjhTfQ4/Th3FmUuMYMI/AAAAAAAAG00/LDjMqVY8RKQ/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628872371471147202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xf5RTjhTfQ4/Th3FmUuMYMI/AAAAAAAAG00/LDjMqVY8RKQ/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AK-MF94fHjc/Th3FmMwKSkI/AAAAAAAAG0s/L91GDTq1EzQ/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628872369331915330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AK-MF94fHjc/Th3FmMwKSkI/AAAAAAAAG0s/L91GDTq1EzQ/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our summer mornings are sweet to me. The birds sing, the breeze is gentle, the smell of the rain from the night before still lingers. It's magical. We have had such wonderful thunderstorms this month; a much needed rain for our state. The clouds begin to roll in early afternoon and by dinnertime the rain is falling and the lightning is booming. It comes and goes as the clouds move by. Some storms are longer than others but what is left behind is wonderful... sweet air, cool nights, and a feeling of simplicity. It's hard for me to do anything in the mornings cause all I want to do is sit outside and soak up the air and sounds. The squirrels are talking to each other and our dog Charley, the MagPies are mad at something and sharing it with the world, and the doves are farther in the background cooing. I have about 8 more weeks before we our weather turns cooler. I'm lovin' me some Colorado Summertime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tea anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5788232848346711986?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5788232848346711986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5788232848346711986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5788232848346711986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5788232848346711986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-morning-in-colorado.html' title='A Summer Morning in Colorado'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2tIjgfA1qA/Th3Fm-kvb2I/AAAAAAAAG08/9_RSANp7Thg/s72-c/DSC_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-9097474723838270166</id><published>2011-07-11T16:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T16:52:08.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suze to the Rescue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tM4NHpyL6ic/Thtf5AjZbaI/AAAAAAAAG0k/OjmK_9YoSTU/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628197592335216034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tM4NHpyL6ic/Thtf5AjZbaI/AAAAAAAAG0k/OjmK_9YoSTU/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We read her books, listen to her show, and search her website. Suze just came out with a new book since America's economy took a bad turn. Along with the book, The Money Class, is a series of videos of which I did not purchase but watched a bit on PBS. I can't wait to read her new book. All the rules have changed and leaving a financial legacy of hope is important to us for our children. The second book is for my kids. It is for the new generation of spenders we are seeing all around us. We have always talked money with our kids and a few of them "get it", and a few.... &lt;em&gt;well&lt;/em&gt;, are learning. This book walks them through educational debt, buying a car, starting retirement savings, defines all the financial terms they will ever need to know so they can start &lt;strong&gt;NOW &lt;/strong&gt;saving for &lt;strong&gt;THEN&lt;/strong&gt;. We want our kids to walk in freedom financially so they can be used however, whenever, and do whatever God asks. Let the Saving begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-9097474723838270166?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/9097474723838270166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=9097474723838270166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9097474723838270166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9097474723838270166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/suze-to-rescue.html' title='Suze to the Rescue'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tM4NHpyL6ic/Thtf5AjZbaI/AAAAAAAAG0k/OjmK_9YoSTU/s72-c/DSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2589744231852772518</id><published>2011-07-09T15:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T15:56:02.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Are Some things You Just Hafta Have!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oy-9QmNQp2w/Thiwiwdj4CI/AAAAAAAAG0U/zEW3-OuCneQ/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627441845570363426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oy-9QmNQp2w/Thiwiwdj4CI/AAAAAAAAG0U/zEW3-OuCneQ/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pappy's Seasoning has been a part of this family since we married. We always have it in our cupboard, always will. We first discovered it when my sister found it at our local meat market in Fresno. Yes, we went to an actual meat market called The Fresno Meat Market. How's that for creativity? Anyhew.. we ran out. We searched here in Colorado. No luck. Amazon sold it but for 3x's the price in Fresno. Although I wish my sister to be HERE not THERE, this one time I will be thankful for her THERE. She went down and mailed our stash to us. We're stocked up for a while now. Thanks Reg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what per-say do we use this amazing seasoning for? Well let me tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hamburgers&lt;br /&gt;2. Tri-Tip (only thing we love on it)&lt;br /&gt;3. Any other meat you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pappy's and nothing else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2589744231852772518?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2589744231852772518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2589744231852772518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2589744231852772518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2589744231852772518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/there-are-some-things-you-just-hafta.html' title='There Are Some things You Just Hafta Have!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oy-9QmNQp2w/Thiwiwdj4CI/AAAAAAAAG0U/zEW3-OuCneQ/s72-c/DSC_0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5636817260649678207</id><published>2011-07-06T12:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T12:52:27.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Town USA 4th of July Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRP0xX5KkWA/ThSR-_PS9hI/AAAAAAAAG0M/7YYWfJRXHJw/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626282345806099986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRP0xX5KkWA/ThSR-_PS9hI/AAAAAAAAG0M/7YYWfJRXHJw/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnjnQOtbvCc/ThSR-Zl0QUI/AAAAAAAAG0E/lljdJ2mhkqI/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626282335700009282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnjnQOtbvCc/ThSR-Zl0QUI/AAAAAAAAG0E/lljdJ2mhkqI/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khXS5PpkyjA/ThSRo41kb8I/AAAAAAAAGz8/vyL-2VKe3bU/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626281966130458562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khXS5PpkyjA/ThSRo41kb8I/AAAAAAAAGz8/vyL-2VKe3bU/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nphmW75JyVQ/ThSRouxnlkI/AAAAAAAAGz0/YG4qsq83Sck/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626281963429533250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nphmW75JyVQ/ThSRouxnlkI/AAAAAAAAGz0/YG4qsq83Sck/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQY1nfbCcDE/ThSRoLBEBUI/AAAAAAAAGzs/9XnBObxI6Vw/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626281953830634818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQY1nfbCcDE/ThSRoLBEBUI/AAAAAAAAGzs/9XnBObxI6Vw/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRrNAF09MLY/ThSRnv9B9MI/AAAAAAAAGzk/7CpdihHw0T0/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626281946565964994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRrNAF09MLY/ThSRnv9B9MI/AAAAAAAAGzk/7CpdihHw0T0/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqxI1MXu9zk/ThSQAWhAQMI/AAAAAAAAGzc/DO5CqYrJ2l4/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626280170211000514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqxI1MXu9zk/ThSQAWhAQMI/AAAAAAAAGzc/DO5CqYrJ2l4/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EKjyPtCIk0/ThSQAOP3ghI/AAAAAAAAGzU/oJZoE4Ds4sI/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626280167991640594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EKjyPtCIk0/ThSQAOP3ghI/AAAAAAAAGzU/oJZoE4Ds4sI/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTKUZTfCGbw/ThSP_8a-0ZI/AAAAAAAAGzM/o_Pr0b3u3QQ/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626280163206418834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTKUZTfCGbw/ThSP_8a-0ZI/AAAAAAAAGzM/o_Pr0b3u3QQ/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mctNZhhMuSs/ThSP_YcL4VI/AAAAAAAAGzE/2a1JAi5qhmk/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626280153547792722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mctNZhhMuSs/ThSP_YcL4VI/AAAAAAAAGzE/2a1JAi5qhmk/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhUNKfeFQLU/ThSP_EmFJOI/AAAAAAAAGy8/wG5AKg-CwbM/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626280148220585186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhUNKfeFQLU/ThSP_EmFJOI/AAAAAAAAGy8/wG5AKg-CwbM/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Independance Day America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5636817260649678207?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5636817260649678207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5636817260649678207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5636817260649678207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5636817260649678207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/small-town-usa-4th-of-july-parade.html' title='Small Town USA 4th of July Parade'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRP0xX5KkWA/ThSR-_PS9hI/AAAAAAAAG0M/7YYWfJRXHJw/s72-c/DSC_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-470267311413765847</id><published>2011-07-04T16:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:33:37.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Project Number 2: Deck Redo-Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6qtf0p_RbM/ThIsWFfG-rI/AAAAAAAAGy0/uEoYmttcmRw/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625607642480573106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6qtf0p_RbM/ThIsWFfG-rI/AAAAAAAAGy0/uEoYmttcmRw/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Summer 2011 Deck Project begins! After months of evaluating, measuring,discussing, drawing plans, getting permits, and doing a little more planning, we were off and running. Okay not so much running. It's a slow tedious process. More so than we anticipated. Let me just say, AGAIN, Terrell has taught his children well and they are so capable! We are blessed by their helpful ways and time given towards the family projects this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yo9Ptzkm1Pc/ThIsVElrZdI/AAAAAAAAGyk/wu5g73pe8kU/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625607625059821010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yo9Ptzkm1Pc/ThIsVElrZdI/AAAAAAAAGyk/wu5g73pe8kU/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gabe is taking off the railing so we can get to diggin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKM9hX__cQs/ThIrQYIHbOI/AAAAAAAAGyc/7qVPwLGqCuY/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625606444893564130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sKM9hX__cQs/ThIrQYIHbOI/AAAAAAAAGyc/7qVPwLGqCuY/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And digging and digging and digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uq8rG6GIhZM/ThIrP92knZI/AAAAAAAAGyU/6q7uyY0IzZ4/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625606437840657810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uq8rG6GIhZM/ThIrP92knZI/AAAAAAAAGyU/6q7uyY0IzZ4/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this was a very SAD discovery when we took off the railing. Rot. An extra little step will be happening now that this has been discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msPLXST6SEs/ThIrPlj3FqI/AAAAAAAAGyM/MrAZGys8t6o/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625606431319725730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msPLXST6SEs/ThIrPlj3FqI/AAAAAAAAGyM/MrAZGys8t6o/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T is teaching the girls about this new tool. New to them at least. Such good learners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EJl_WoXOWq4/ThIrPYVipQI/AAAAAAAAGyE/CIkQ7ktTIe0/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625606427770004738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EJl_WoXOWq4/ThIrPYVipQI/AAAAAAAAGyE/CIkQ7ktTIe0/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAyJh8SEA-E/ThIlS-FxfQI/AAAAAAAAGx8/jm_KtoFUgPQ/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625599892374256898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAyJh8SEA-E/ThIlS-FxfQI/AAAAAAAAGx8/jm_KtoFUgPQ/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DAY 2: Digging the Big Holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rented this big ol' machine to dig 8 holes at 30 inches each. It took some work and all the kids to get this done. I am so glad we had this handy dandy thing instead of Buffy, Jody and a shovel. That would have taken for-ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-akPFdNORMKg/ThIlSBClJ1I/AAAAAAAAGx0/PkVBwJzq1sU/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625599875986302802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-akPFdNORMKg/ThIlSBClJ1I/AAAAAAAAGx0/PkVBwJzq1sU/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made them stop and pose... I just had to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1_aEuz8AKA/ThIlRtUjDrI/AAAAAAAAGxs/O_FI2lx1Yss/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625599870692953778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1_aEuz8AKA/ThIlRtUjDrI/AAAAAAAAGxs/O_FI2lx1Yss/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little playtime added in to the hard work. :) Oh sister love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IPoYckIFuQ/ThIlRT-wHlI/AAAAAAAAGxk/6WcSIlvjNvA/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625599863890648658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IPoYckIFuQ/ThIlRT-wHlI/AAAAAAAAGxk/6WcSIlvjNvA/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When he's busy, forget getting him to smile. He's focused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuFbbgrf63w/ThIjC3tFvDI/AAAAAAAAGxc/Kj6r98Xhahg/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625597416758950962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuFbbgrf63w/ThIjC3tFvDI/AAAAAAAAGxc/Kj6r98Xhahg/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yet another hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQHsuKDgeg4/ThIjCmsPcqI/AAAAAAAAGxU/yvCfI1_qFDA/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625597412191990434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQHsuKDgeg4/ThIjCmsPcqI/AAAAAAAAGxU/yvCfI1_qFDA/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the end of the day, we needed these holes cleaned out to make correct measurements. Well, shop vacs do all things.. even suck out holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H838AYYSnE0/ThIjBwWA6ZI/AAAAAAAAGxM/-kZUWQj_0Jw/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625597397603248530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H838AYYSnE0/ThIjBwWA6ZI/AAAAAAAAGxM/-kZUWQj_0Jw/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And lastly, while digging all these holes we ran into our sprinkler lines. Well, we either delayed the project or re-did the lines. Re-doing the lines was a better choice. We only had the hole digger for four hours. Time was tickin' away.. tick, tick, tickin away. And yet another part to the project not planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LzC_w-ezulY/ThIjBrF7l1I/AAAAAAAAGxE/Fefm6Hgn1D0/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625597396193613650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LzC_w-ezulY/ThIjBrF7l1I/AAAAAAAAGxE/Fefm6Hgn1D0/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shoo. We are a tired crew. T is out there still pounding away. This deck will be splendid and a very nice addition to our home. Come August 1st, we'd like you to come over for some ice tea and take a sit with us. We will be ready by then to sit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-470267311413765847?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/470267311413765847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=470267311413765847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/470267311413765847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/470267311413765847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-project-number-2-deck-redo.html' title='Summer Project Number 2: Deck Redo-Addition'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6qtf0p_RbM/ThIsWFfG-rI/AAAAAAAAGy0/uEoYmttcmRw/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2526872783709308480</id><published>2011-06-28T09:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:00:31.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10,200</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264659751239666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQDGrXbNjv4/TgnZaip6__I/AAAAAAAAGw0/OIB1hU4PQaM/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" /&gt; Turquoise Lake is just outside of Leadville. We had a blast camping and enjoying the beautiful Colorado summer weather. The mountains along the lake had snow on the peaks still. Just spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NTyBkzMs_w/TgnZZ97VYVI/AAAAAAAAGws/s9SPjE1TJLU/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264649892159826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NTyBkzMs_w/TgnZZ97VYVI/AAAAAAAAGws/s9SPjE1TJLU/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our friends, The H Family, came along with us. Lots of laughs and stories shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bNldgKT3tDM/TgnZZoNuYfI/AAAAAAAAGwk/dPtF1Xme9kE/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264644063715826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bNldgKT3tDM/TgnZZoNuYfI/AAAAAAAAGwk/dPtF1Xme9kE/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lT0sOUsmfHw/TgnZZJnaw3I/AAAAAAAAGwc/LWhT1vddKwI/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264635849982834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lT0sOUsmfHw/TgnZZJnaw3I/AAAAAAAAGwc/LWhT1vddKwI/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExO9LuzFBUU/TgnY6MurdNI/AAAAAAAAGwU/QE6hUvDDdUA/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264104109798610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExO9LuzFBUU/TgnY6MurdNI/AAAAAAAAGwU/QE6hUvDDdUA/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two had lots of adventures. They brought their American Girl dolls, posed them all over the place and took pictures. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKQWEfmfayw/TgnY546YrkI/AAAAAAAAGwM/FaTlD18zPNA/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264098790190658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKQWEfmfayw/TgnY546YrkI/AAAAAAAAGwM/FaTlD18zPNA/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The campsite was perfect... in the trees, plenty of space to move around and of course, near the pot.tey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mo0o7hjkyiU/TgnY5iJUaZI/AAAAAAAAGwE/DfeTFS4kmoQ/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264092678810002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mo0o7hjkyiU/TgnY5iJUaZI/AAAAAAAAGwE/DfeTFS4kmoQ/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-us77sBizhx0/TgnY5f9BGZI/AAAAAAAAGv8/cnRRDjSIRxE/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623264092090341778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-us77sBizhx0/TgnY5f9BGZI/AAAAAAAAGv8/cnRRDjSIRxE/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623268000827414466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DE9qmgB-Y1A/TgncdBIjl8I/AAAAAAAAGw8/3bZs8EUYJ9U/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one rated a 10 in our books and we would most definitely go back. And yes, you can breathe just fine at 10,000 feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2526872783709308480?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2526872783709308480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2526872783709308480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2526872783709308480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2526872783709308480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/10200.html' title='10,200'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQDGrXbNjv4/TgnZaip6__I/AAAAAAAAGw0/OIB1hU4PQaM/s72-c/DSC_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-1134287561777587085</id><published>2011-06-23T10:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:48:06.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Thankful</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting on my back porch swing, drinking my morning coffee, reflecting on the patience of my Lord. So thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds are chirping a bit in the background, my dog is looking for squirrels to chase, and the tall pines are shading me a tad bit from the sun. It's a beautiful clear morning here in Colorado. I can't help but think about a conversation we had the other night with one of our daughter's friends about life changing decisions. Coming to Colorado was a life changing decision we made almost 4 years ago now. It was pondered for years, prayed about, and pondered some more. Yes, most definitely a hard decision. We left a lot behind in California. We had a good home church. We had friends whom we love. We lived in a beautiful, thriving town. Nothing about the move was a reflection of where we left but instead, &lt;em&gt;where we were going&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing about change. Sometimes you ask yourself,"So we did this why?" We've had many a moment when we asked ourselves just that. Did we really miss the mark God pointed to that much or is this hard place a part of the journey. I've come to realize, it's &lt;strong&gt;soo&lt;/strong&gt; a part of the journey. Growth comes from hard places. Making hard choices hurts, sometimes terrifies, and sometimes causes depression. But it doesn't change the fact that it was a right decision. I'm not sure who said life is a bowl of cherries. If it is, you still have to deal with the pits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time. Time allows healing to enter your heart and resonate with your soul. I find this is where I am this morning. The last few years I've had so much change that there hasn't been time to stop and catch my breath. I jumped into finishing college shortly after moving here. I sent kids off to college. I brought kids home from college. I watched my husband move his job home full time. That can be a post all unto itself! I home-schooled my daughter. I coached my kids, encouraged, counseled and prayed for my kids. I shoveled snow. I painted a 3500 square feet home. &lt;em&gt;Okay, my girls helped me a ton.&lt;/em&gt; I was physically struggling with pain that couldn't be explained. I watched our friends leave our church. I started working. I mean, come on. How much more can one really do in a short time frame? And I thought the toddler years were busy. But here I am. I made it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought for sure that when I went back to Cali this summer I would want to move back and do it, like, yesterday! I only came home realizing how much MORE we belong here. This is my home. God's plan for my family is here. Yes, the winters can be long. Yes, my sister and parents are way too far away. No, the state doesn't have everything I want. Want being the optimum word here. But no place is perfect. It just isn't. We make choices that impact our lives. But when God is in it. When God speaks and we &lt;em&gt;actually obey&lt;/em&gt;, no matter how difficult or painful the season may be, there is blessing that comes. God proves himself over and over. I just need time to realize it. (So three plus years is a bit long, but hey, I'm here now.) I need to be reminded of His goodness. I need time to reflect and quiet my soul long enough to pay attention. Busyness has been such a distractor in this season. God doesn't squirm, I do. I suspect you do too when it get a bit uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God proves himself over and over. He really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reality Check:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you today? Are you in a hard spot that you want to be done with already? Do you need to make a hard decision and you're dragging your feet? I want to encourage you to find a quiet place and be still. Pray for wisdom, pray for His voice to be clear. Open His word and read His truth. You'll find courage and strength once again. He will prove Himself to you too, just like He did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for Listening,&lt;br /&gt;Tuna Jones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-1134287561777587085?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/1134287561777587085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=1134287561777587085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1134287561777587085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1134287561777587085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-thankful.html' title='So Thankful'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8281243539450535987</id><published>2011-06-22T08:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T09:07:14.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YlD5dBEAa0U/TgHn3usth-I/AAAAAAAAGv0/KoWbS5EAuIM/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621028754549475298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YlD5dBEAa0U/TgHn3usth-I/AAAAAAAAGv0/KoWbS5EAuIM/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bnd4JDEFVhU/TgHn3B5-dTI/AAAAAAAAGvs/Y9_IMQs0yJc/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621028742525515058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bnd4JDEFVhU/TgHn3B5-dTI/AAAAAAAAGvs/Y9_IMQs0yJc/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujkFWIC7Qf0/TgHn2-3ZsgI/AAAAAAAAGvk/66uEtQsHr1M/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621028741709410818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujkFWIC7Qf0/TgHn2-3ZsgI/AAAAAAAAGvk/66uEtQsHr1M/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Project number 1 for summer 2011 is complete. Who Hooo! Fresh bark, rock, new grass seed growing from the hard winter, and new plants in a flower bed that was empty. We are ready for project number 2! I am so thankful for our kids who all pitched in to make this happen. Next up.. a new deck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8281243539450535987?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8281243539450535987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8281243539450535987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8281243539450535987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8281243539450535987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YlD5dBEAa0U/TgHn3usth-I/AAAAAAAAGv0/KoWbS5EAuIM/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3011483223920263646</id><published>2011-06-16T15:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:14:05.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Gabe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GqszxRBMM0/TfpVmjYHqAI/AAAAAAAAGvc/_7BCp4e8VxI/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618897605917911042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GqszxRBMM0/TfpVmjYHqAI/AAAAAAAAGvc/_7BCp4e8VxI/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NN7MeLQ26PM/TfpVbBdDj1I/AAAAAAAAGvM/nk5JXFH0YpM/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618897407833247570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NN7MeLQ26PM/TfpVbBdDj1I/AAAAAAAAGvM/nk5JXFH0YpM/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOyB-GlNlMQ/TfpVarfl8bI/AAAAAAAAGvE/3nXBbGEgc78/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618897401938309554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOyB-GlNlMQ/TfpVarfl8bI/AAAAAAAAGvE/3nXBbGEgc78/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We desperately needed to work on a front yard project and with Gabe home AND free until tomorrow, he jumped in to help. All these rocks took load after load, trip after trip, handful after handful to unload. It looks great and is gonna save us a lot of effort not to mention water! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You Gabriel T!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3011483223920263646?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3011483223920263646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3011483223920263646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3011483223920263646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3011483223920263646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-gabe.html' title='Thank you Gabe'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GqszxRBMM0/TfpVmjYHqAI/AAAAAAAAGvc/_7BCp4e8VxI/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-670856850988260410</id><published>2011-06-13T22:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T22:14:01.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls and Tools.. Now That's Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zboB8Zo95E/TfbCgHuWBXI/AAAAAAAAGu8/LlmvtMG5sic/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617891442276304242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zboB8Zo95E/TfbCgHuWBXI/AAAAAAAAGu8/LlmvtMG5sic/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can't go wrong with a woman who can cook her way to a man's heart AND be in the garage with tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bec is working side by side with her daddy, learning the art of making sliders. (That's a thing to step on to get in the Cruiser and protects the truck off-roading when a rock decides to come our way) T is a great coach and loves to have his kids work with him. He's always been able to take them in and teach them his craft. Passing on the Art of Truck Welding at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Bec!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-670856850988260410?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/670856850988260410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=670856850988260410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/670856850988260410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/670856850988260410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/girls-and-tools-now-thats-hot.html' title='Girls and Tools.. Now That&apos;s Hot'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zboB8Zo95E/TfbCgHuWBXI/AAAAAAAAGu8/LlmvtMG5sic/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8541687084692288953</id><published>2011-06-11T10:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:02:13.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Wear Heels, Please.</title><content type='html'>I twist my ankle 3 weeks ago, started therapy 1 week ago, got scolded by a PT that sounds like Mel Gibson 1 day ago and so, here I sit. It's so BORING just sitting when the weather is so magnificent. I wait all year for summer time. Tomatoes to tend to, flowers to cultivate, walks to take, warm sun to sit under with my chin to the sky. I love all aspects of our summers. Yet, if I want to enjoy all aspects of THIS summer, I must sit this weekend, let my ankle rest, and heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and, and, I bought a cute, cute summer dress that requires cute, cute heels. Ugh. My cute, cute foot goes into old flat flip flops. Swell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8541687084692288953?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8541687084692288953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8541687084692288953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8541687084692288953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8541687084692288953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-want-to-wear-heels-please.html' title='I Want to Wear Heels, Please.'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5362339995076241447</id><published>2011-06-09T10:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:21:03.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7RHJJeIh1U/TfDUkwnHSJI/AAAAAAAAGuc/li9gbP_45nY/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616222463320344722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7RHJJeIh1U/TfDUkwnHSJI/AAAAAAAAGuc/li9gbP_45nY/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiwbKBpfRCA/TfDUkrFfMnI/AAAAAAAAGuU/X8B2wtuUKiI/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616222461837128306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiwbKBpfRCA/TfDUkrFfMnI/AAAAAAAAGuU/X8B2wtuUKiI/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oilwRM1-TAU/TfDUf9bHmqI/AAAAAAAAGuM/ngORLDse-yM/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616222380860349090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oilwRM1-TAU/TfDUf9bHmqI/AAAAAAAAGuM/ngORLDse-yM/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqpiVh5prtU/TfDUfk-d63I/AAAAAAAAGuE/AzzQKqPVaZ0/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616222374297725810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqpiVh5prtU/TfDUfk-d63I/AAAAAAAAGuE/AzzQKqPVaZ0/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cminwrxXUCE/TfDUfBPr2qI/AAAAAAAAGt8/k8jqz-xRSto/s1600/CSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616222364706265762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cminwrxXUCE/TfDUfBPr2qI/AAAAAAAAGt8/k8jqz-xRSto/s400/CSC_0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles and Joy, Chit Chatting and Crashing, Pie and Friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabe's home and there is an excitement back in our home. I've said before, each child brings something different to our home and for Gabe, it's a new level of energy. The girls respond to it, Charley especially responds to it, and it's a blessing beyond words for me to have the table full. So who knows what each day will be like but with all of us together, there's bound to be some adventures this summer. Here's to Summer 2011!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5362339995076241447?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5362339995076241447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5362339995076241447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5362339995076241447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5362339995076241447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7RHJJeIh1U/TfDUkwnHSJI/AAAAAAAAGuc/li9gbP_45nY/s72-c/DSC_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8592146067242524343</id><published>2011-06-08T19:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:24:17.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Table for 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GhDtp3OhHpA/TfADREQxwKI/AAAAAAAAGt0/RTXMmPuo1Jo/s1600/service%252520de%252520table%252520decor%252520couleur%2525206%252520plates1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615992327067779234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GhDtp3OhHpA/TfADREQxwKI/AAAAAAAAGt0/RTXMmPuo1Jo/s400/service%252520de%252520table%252520decor%252520couleur%2525206%252520plates1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All is right in the world. Tonight I have the pleasure, joy, GREAT delight in setting my table for 6. All my chickies are home under one roof. Difference now, 4 adults, 2 minors. More adventures await us this summer and I NEVER ever take for granted the time we all share together. I can't wait to see God work out His plan for each of us. I know it is times like this that we dig in more, communicate better, and grow closer... intentionally. Can you give me High Five? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8592146067242524343?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8592146067242524343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8592146067242524343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8592146067242524343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8592146067242524343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/table-for-6.html' title='A Table for 6'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GhDtp3OhHpA/TfADREQxwKI/AAAAAAAAGt0/RTXMmPuo1Jo/s72-c/service%252520de%252520table%252520decor%252520couleur%2525206%252520plates1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4629677736783860120</id><published>2011-06-05T18:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:54:21.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4x4 Cruiser Knuckle Joint Rebuild</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_AZ_TZ9EGQ/TewGPnHwU5I/AAAAAAAAGts/gXfVdwlS4D0/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614869700693480338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_AZ_TZ9EGQ/TewGPnHwU5I/AAAAAAAAGts/gXfVdwlS4D0/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7s8unJwVT8/TewGPOOVlxI/AAAAAAAAGtk/_PwqxRApeAA/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614869694010201874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7s8unJwVT8/TewGPOOVlxI/AAAAAAAAGtk/_PwqxRApeAA/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My husband is The Man. He is very gifted with his hands and his ability to tear a truck down and put it back together. No missing parts laying around afterwards. :) He is also gifted with patience. He has this very cool 97 FJ and it was time for a knuckle rebuild. I offered my help anyway he needed me. So, out in the garage I went to watch, to listen, to learn, and according to my very patient husband, ask way too many questions. T kept saying,"Ask the engineers." No wonder my science teachers always looked at me with this far off stare. But I just GOTTA know how and why things do what they do. And during some stages of this project it felt like needle point. Umm.. I hate needle point. The details overwhelmed me as T went step by step to get this project done precisely as it needed to be. I decided my future as a mechanic isn't in the cards. I do however make a great helper! And yes, I am still full of questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4629677736783860120?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4629677736783860120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4629677736783860120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4629677736783860120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4629677736783860120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/4x4-cruiser-knuckle-joint-rebuild.html' title='4x4 Cruiser Knuckle Joint Rebuild'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_AZ_TZ9EGQ/TewGPnHwU5I/AAAAAAAAGts/gXfVdwlS4D0/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-251285406266251743</id><published>2011-06-03T11:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T11:40:35.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Midgey</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614015552654984626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oWXHcIUwr0/Tej9ZpuExbI/AAAAAAAAGtc/WE7onFkngR8/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" /&gt;I promised a post on the buggies that caused us to leave early from our Memorial Day camping adventure. So Little Midgey isn't just a twin or triplet. No, he is a millionet. Okay, I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that's not even a word but that's what we saw. Bug after bug after bug after BUG, flying around, in and on ev.ery.thing. So in the camper we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKUWc-FaYNs/Tej9ZL7wz7I/AAAAAAAAGtU/uUIh2i0WlAg/s1600/IMG_3295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614015544659333042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKUWc-FaYNs/Tej9ZL7wz7I/AAAAAAAAGtU/uUIh2i0WlAg/s400/IMG_3295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They don't bite. They just get in your face like a bad conversation you can't escape from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5APEYra6Ww/Tej9Y4Hj0UI/AAAAAAAAGtM/ZywlTSj6czo/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614015539340104002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5APEYra6Ww/Tej9Y4Hj0UI/AAAAAAAAGtM/ZywlTSj6czo/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course the "pott-tey" is outside. I braved it and ran like a crazy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBCndkRhJjo/Tej9YcNL3YI/AAAAAAAAGtE/z6Gm11W9sWo/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614015531847507330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBCndkRhJjo/Tej9YcNL3YI/AAAAAAAAGtE/z6Gm11W9sWo/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there's Becca... she decided to cover everything and hoped she could see well enough not to fall on her way over! Bahahah. So the adventure was cut short. Off to home we went after only 24 hours of the first camping trip of the season to a place where Midgey &lt;strong&gt;doesn't&lt;/strong&gt; live. Check this place OFF your camping list. Not worth fighting those little buggers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-251285406266251743?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/251285406266251743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=251285406266251743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/251285406266251743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/251285406266251743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-midgey.html' title='Little Midgey'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1oWXHcIUwr0/Tej9ZpuExbI/AAAAAAAAGtc/WE7onFkngR8/s72-c/DSC_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-7416728197532211268</id><published>2011-05-29T10:23:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T11:52:36.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Camping 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-reoghLLnJbo/TeJbAaJa7wI/AAAAAAAAGsw/JM3wxV6-cC8/s1600/IMG_3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612147393525355394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yqpOxB2ZGjk/TeJaUeo2k4I/AAAAAAAAGsY/c_itGp1W7Y0/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our family and the H family headed out for our first summer camping trip. Our destination this time was 11 Mile Reservoir. It wasn't too far away which was an added bonus. After a couple stops in town for steel (a welding project) and connectors for trailer lights, we arrived to find spectacular views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612147397943065090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVHPW6z_hLI/TeJaUvGHegI/AAAAAAAAGsg/aGzl3DkEk8Q/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" /&gt;I love this smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612148150303277378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRLQXm6JCFQ/TeJbAh2xQUI/AAAAAAAAGs4/l1ecl_gmWnM/s400/IMG_3298.JPG" /&gt;So, the down side to the trip was two fold. The wind was fierce. So much so that none of us slept much. The other down side that really caused us to cut our trip short was the Midges. More on that later. It deserves a write-up all its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgAoMphVdsE/TeJaUDshSTI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/93oZFI-9DY8/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612147386292980018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgAoMphVdsE/TeJaUDshSTI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/93oZFI-9DY8/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These five act and LOOK like brother and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm0jQvBHu9g/TeJaT8_axmI/AAAAAAAAGsI/hHbUUOrihZs/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612147384493196898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm0jQvBHu9g/TeJaT8_axmI/AAAAAAAAGsI/hHbUUOrihZs/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another shot from the shoreline. It was a great place to fish and the water was amazing to watch. It was just too windy to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MHAueOh8Ic/TeJZwChk7wI/AAAAAAAAGsA/_w4irrOj5EQ/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612146767503355650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MHAueOh8Ic/TeJZwChk7wI/AAAAAAAAGsA/_w4irrOj5EQ/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M and J and Scruffy. M smiled for me. Now that was a miracle! He's warming up to me asking for pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQOKlNm3oqY/TeJZvwC0EWI/AAAAAAAAGr4/_wDr_n_ZfqY/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612146762542485858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQOKlNm3oqY/TeJZvwC0EWI/AAAAAAAAGr4/_wDr_n_ZfqY/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a bunch of seagulls flying around too. They were spectacular in flight... as long as they flight didn't involve flying over our camper and dropping gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2a2Hjr05IE/TeJZvEetzLI/AAAAAAAAGrw/m6F1LqCF-lM/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612146750848355506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2a2Hjr05IE/TeJZvEetzLI/AAAAAAAAGrw/m6F1LqCF-lM/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612148148234022658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-reoghLLnJbo/TeJbAaJa7wI/AAAAAAAAGsw/JM3wxV6-cC8/s400/IMG_3287.JPG" /&gt;Nothing says camping like eggs and bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_akfGuPNIsc/TeJZTRCS7EI/AAAAAAAAGro/hCJNYdHeFfM/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612146273182477378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_akfGuPNIsc/TeJZTRCS7EI/AAAAAAAAGro/hCJNYdHeFfM/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since none of us slept and we couldn't hang by the camp sight due to the swarm of Midges, we went off roading. We found this great abandoned mine and stopped for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MEzh2t0xpC0/TeJZTCMepSI/AAAAAAAAGrg/wgLyi7T2mZQ/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612146269198656802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MEzh2t0xpC0/TeJZTCMepSI/AAAAAAAAGrg/wgLyi7T2mZQ/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls are trying to deduct what it is. They concluded it was a flour mill. I don't quite think so myself, but there were plenty of flour bags laying around for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVQP_Dn-RyU/TeJZS1adwfI/AAAAAAAAGrY/eo63Q6XzoTE/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612146265767657970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVQP_Dn-RyU/TeJZS1adwfI/AAAAAAAAGrY/eo63Q6XzoTE/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The two cruisers are willing to take us anywhere. Love those trucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEQNbJykiZE/TeJX_R3TsDI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/7_nn1uFgB-U/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612144830295814194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEQNbJykiZE/TeJX_R3TsDI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/7_nn1uFgB-U/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The views were over the top from here! The weather was perfect for a picnic and some Reggae music....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cY1wIw1zj_w/TeJX_G27z6I/AAAAAAAAGrI/DemgOqI9aGI/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612144827341459362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cY1wIw1zj_w/TeJX_G27z6I/AAAAAAAAGrI/DemgOqI9aGI/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRqkdovx73c/TeJX-40E5uI/AAAAAAAAGrA/ZsafJxPwEUY/s1600/DSC_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612144823571375842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRqkdovx73c/TeJX-40E5uI/AAAAAAAAGrA/ZsafJxPwEUY/s400/DSC_0118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwj7Q12SwSs/TeJX-RlLdII/AAAAAAAAGq4/lKSf281Sh60/s1600/IMG_3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612144813039907970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwj7Q12SwSs/TeJX-RlLdII/AAAAAAAAGq4/lKSf281Sh60/s400/IMG_3328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls were hangin and M was treasure hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0kS3ZDjMa8/TeJX-EZmAeI/AAAAAAAAGqw/H77tuZMS8bY/s1600/IMG_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612144809501655522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0kS3ZDjMa8/TeJX-EZmAeI/AAAAAAAAGqw/H77tuZMS8bY/s400/IMG_3307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended the trip early but will not forget the first camping adventure of the season. Bugs, wind, off-roading, and friends. It's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-7416728197532211268?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/7416728197532211268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=7416728197532211268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7416728197532211268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7416728197532211268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-camping-2011.html' title='Memorial Day Camping 2011'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yqpOxB2ZGjk/TeJaUeo2k4I/AAAAAAAAGsY/c_itGp1W7Y0/s72-c/DSC_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4890903822601611619</id><published>2011-05-21T10:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T11:20:59.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer's Market... California Style</title><content type='html'>Farmer's Market comes every summer and depending on where you live, it can be a place full of delicious produce or well, just honey. While we were visiting my sister we mosied on over to their local Farmer's Market in downtown Clovis. Oh my goodness.. fruit that is ready to eat, veggies, live music and warm nights. What a great way to spend a Friday night. Only thing missing was my man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609183609793081442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmjeYrXYyCw/TdfSxj2o8GI/AAAAAAAAGqY/d0n06q8zcfY/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" /&gt; Check out these veggies. It's May and there are veggies to be sold. Wow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609186259528967090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GzP2ZlewB5I/TdfVLy4547I/AAAAAAAAGqg/5aMk8rLGrpE/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPQuTTh1ZHE/TdfRwmNO0sI/AAAAAAAAGqA/Qz28eRnZ9Fk/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609182493733212866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPQuTTh1ZHE/TdfRwmNO0sI/AAAAAAAAGqA/Qz28eRnZ9Fk/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-RakM21KOo/TdfRwAHXkHI/AAAAAAAAGp4/mZxTScRGBJM/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609182483508072562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-RakM21KOo/TdfRwAHXkHI/AAAAAAAAGp4/mZxTScRGBJM/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this picture.. The details stand out so well don't ya think? Cute couple, Clovis sign in background, and blue skies above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CdqfcwoITI/TdfRv8dDmhI/AAAAAAAAGpw/dRhTU0-UwTM/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609182482525297170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CdqfcwoITI/TdfRv8dDmhI/AAAAAAAAGpw/dRhTU0-UwTM/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My attempt at a self portrait. I am looking a bit ragged but we sure were enjoying ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-et-RVFw7Np8/TdfQ4oD8L0I/AAAAAAAAGpo/IcAbAyq6los/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609181532158439234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-et-RVFw7Np8/TdfQ4oD8L0I/AAAAAAAAGpo/IcAbAyq6los/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister was picking out some fresh strawberries. This is another fine thing to enjoy in California. Great fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GI-EuISsKLw/TdfQ4U6ld-I/AAAAAAAAGpg/kbN_nULm2lg/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609181527018928098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GI-EuISsKLw/TdfQ4U6ld-I/AAAAAAAAGpg/kbN_nULm2lg/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peaches, cherries, apricots. Oh yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9yP36kB8t0/TdfQ3w8SfZI/AAAAAAAAGpY/7jBmKXMMW7U/s1600/CSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609181517362396562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9yP36kB8t0/TdfQ3w8SfZI/AAAAAAAAGpY/7jBmKXMMW7U/s400/CSC_0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna Bug was working at a cute diner so we scurried on over to support the local economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKOwqCQ3uuQ/TdfPPOJN1VI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/IOnw-hXwPIQ/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609179721314981202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKOwqCQ3uuQ/TdfPPOJN1VI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/IOnw-hXwPIQ/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More delicious fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NL3h4VAw-Y/TdfPOt_BA2I/AAAAAAAAGpI/ZBOWHm54lVA/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609179712682263394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NL3h4VAw-Y/TdfPOt_BA2I/AAAAAAAAGpI/ZBOWHm54lVA/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Live music too. What a great Friday night. I'm so glad we went!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4890903822601611619?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4890903822601611619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4890903822601611619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4890903822601611619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4890903822601611619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/05/farmers-market-california-style.html' title='Farmer&apos;s Market... California Style'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmjeYrXYyCw/TdfSxj2o8GI/AAAAAAAAGqY/d0n06q8zcfY/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6439172977560434434</id><published>2011-05-19T10:04:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:53:38.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fun California Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GXhiJGjxBWM/TdUtqqF4BuI/AAAAAAAAGpA/99jwRq7AbOY/s1600/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608439121836508898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GXhiJGjxBWM/TdUtqqF4BuI/AAAAAAAAGpA/99jwRq7AbOY/s400/DSC_0215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabe and Me&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVODefcC7X0/TdUsJaSNT8I/AAAAAAAAGow/UIs3ODsyhYI/s1600/DSC_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608437451145957314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVODefcC7X0/TdUsJaSNT8I/AAAAAAAAGow/UIs3ODsyhYI/s400/DSC_0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old Friends all grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufZPkqL0z0Y/TdUq-k_tC6I/AAAAAAAAGoo/ZPiU6fgWrog/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608436165530946466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufZPkqL0z0Y/TdUq-k_tC6I/AAAAAAAAGoo/ZPiU6fgWrog/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brother/Sister Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67oguN89S7Y/TdUq-QAXUlI/AAAAAAAAGog/iRs7d21LlpQ/s1600/DSC_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608436159896572498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67oguN89S7Y/TdUq-QAXUlI/AAAAAAAAGog/iRs7d21LlpQ/s400/DSC_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A shopping trip success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTYHsGkguHI/TdUonsc-gWI/AAAAAAAAGoY/vJfVwY7_uGY/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608433573372526946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTYHsGkguHI/TdUonsc-gWI/AAAAAAAAGoY/vJfVwY7_uGY/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fresh Strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-01H9Qa_8iuI/TdUonO9N9DI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/GmhRZ69PE90/s1600/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608433565454693426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-01H9Qa_8iuI/TdUonO9N9DI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/GmhRZ69PE90/s400/DSC_0186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gabe and Lina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTQF66JmkPo/TdUnRcGFPeI/AAAAAAAAGoI/0mBVI5wS0Jo/s1600/DSC_0004%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608432091512782306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTQF66JmkPo/TdUnRcGFPeI/AAAAAAAAGoI/0mBVI5wS0Jo/s400/DSC_0004%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Friends Becca and Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6439172977560434434?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6439172977560434434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6439172977560434434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6439172977560434434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6439172977560434434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-fun-california-moments.html' title='Some Fun California Moments'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GXhiJGjxBWM/TdUtqqF4BuI/AAAAAAAAGpA/99jwRq7AbOY/s72-c/DSC_0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6981354582630392409</id><published>2011-05-06T17:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:08:40.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing a New Song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two months ago, a tragic accident almost took our friend's daughter. Now she sings for her Jesus in the hospital. Shaela is a typical 16 year old girl. Junior in high school, sisters to love, parents that care and a church youth group who supports. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was coming home from youth group with her big sister when this accident took place. Shaela has lost her eyesight unless a miracle takes place. She had many frightening moments where we all prayed for God's mercy. Through this journey her family has received support from the community in ways we've never witnessed. God has received the glory for what could have been a nightmare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her life will never be the same but neither will the lives of all those who have watched, prayed and now see what a Big God can do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When our kids were tiny three year old, they'd sing this song:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Our God is so Big so Strong and so Mighty! There's nothing our God cannot do for you. and you. and you. and YOU!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, Shaela, our God is so Big, so Strong, and So Mighty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We rejoice with you in your healing and the testimony He has given you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f47c5e2b2bf2f5d0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df47c5e2b2bf2f5d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935893%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1578DD85E6DC026B570A4A0DCC0DA99615F27260.5557D75DBD59C85842C8ADAE894AE7A7A92CC7AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df47c5e2b2bf2f5d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTKFJeJipZ61T1eWpx5p5Z710o00&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df47c5e2b2bf2f5d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935893%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1578DD85E6DC026B570A4A0DCC0DA99615F27260.5557D75DBD59C85842C8ADAE894AE7A7A92CC7AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df47c5e2b2bf2f5d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTKFJeJipZ61T1eWpx5p5Z710o00&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6981354582630392409?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6981354582630392409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6981354582630392409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6981354582630392409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6981354582630392409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/05/singing-new-song.html' title='Singing a New Song!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8901661134654009917</id><published>2011-04-29T22:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:38:24.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Early American History Field Trip</title><content type='html'>This week we wandered off to Denver to step back in time. The afternoon was filled with all sorts of history based on the year 1778. I was excited to go with our friends and their kids. It gave me more time with them and no driving in the city. Yeah. When we arrived I went into my calm, quiet state. It was warm, there were blossoms on the trees, the grass was green and again... it was warm. Totally took me to my place of serenity. Kind of like meditation without the HuUUUmmmmmmm. Give me heat and green grass and I am one happy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQhpbJRPjRI/TbtxWszrJbI/AAAAAAAAGoA/ux3Tgas4PM4/s1600/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601195196364301746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQhpbJRPjRI/TbtxWszrJbI/AAAAAAAAGoA/ux3Tgas4PM4/s400/DSC_0140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGqzVJX-R_k/TbtxWJLfIBI/AAAAAAAAGn4/5wCOb37e2Dg/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601195186800500754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGqzVJX-R_k/TbtxWJLfIBI/AAAAAAAAGn4/5wCOb37e2Dg/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVHazuUOtGY/Tbtw61KcIjI/AAAAAAAAGnw/PBu3l9rl6pc/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194717570933298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVHazuUOtGY/Tbtw61KcIjI/AAAAAAAAGnw/PBu3l9rl6pc/s400/DSC_0128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls are playing a fun game that we decided we can make. Two sticks each and a ring with some pretty ribbon on it. How easy is that? So if you have a Bday coming up and you're not a grown up, you'll be getting this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZA4RsZMKbg/Tbtw6uXq2vI/AAAAAAAAGno/grIylOEYVIY/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194715747375858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZA4RsZMKbg/Tbtw6uXq2vI/AAAAAAAAGno/grIylOEYVIY/s400/DSC_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They practiced fetching water. I told Lina to go down the creek and back. She stared in disgust. So there wasn't a creek there anyhow. It was just the idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8_p29URNok/Tbtw6CkEkXI/AAAAAAAAGng/7Ozk2GGPxnc/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194703988232562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8_p29URNok/Tbtw6CkEkXI/AAAAAAAAGng/7Ozk2GGPxnc/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They washed clothes in a bucket and hung the clothes on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWgOgOcvYu4/TbtwW9-wDuI/AAAAAAAAGnY/_k1KaAOAFms/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194101462535906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWgOgOcvYu4/TbtwW9-wDuI/AAAAAAAAGnY/_k1KaAOAFms/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This gentleman was working with hot coals and bendable iron. Yeah, way cool job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmBalZiZEHo/TbtwWdZ2yoI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/Zef96Opc620/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194092717853314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmBalZiZEHo/TbtwWdZ2yoI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/Zef96Opc620/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These gals played beautifully! Loved to hear young people play so well on their instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6GfoR3QSwU/TbtwWGUKjRI/AAAAAAAAGnI/XTusHNWEf7I/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194086519966994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6GfoR3QSwU/TbtwWGUKjRI/AAAAAAAAGnI/XTusHNWEf7I/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this ALWAYS gives me ideas. I would love to do this at home especially on a warm summer night. If only we we weren't under burn restrictions. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DieUbph-SdY/TbtwV5171sI/AAAAAAAAGnA/SsPrGFW0R-A/s1600/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601194083171948226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DieUbph-SdY/TbtwV5171sI/AAAAAAAAGnA/SsPrGFW0R-A/s400/DSC_0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last event of the day was the re-enactment of the battle with the Red Coats. Of course history proved itself here and we won the battle! My friend bought us all these scrumptious cookies ooozing with molasses to eat during the battle. Oh goodness, they were so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a great way to complement our school year as well as get us some well deserved Vitamin D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah Homeschooling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8901661134654009917?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8901661134654009917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8901661134654009917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8901661134654009917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8901661134654009917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/early-american-history-field-trip.html' title='Early American History Field Trip'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQhpbJRPjRI/TbtxWszrJbI/AAAAAAAAGoA/ux3Tgas4PM4/s72-c/DSC_0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-106606215173436486</id><published>2011-04-28T23:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T00:18:32.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting 101: #1</title><content type='html'>So when you write a blog and it is &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; blog, you have the liberty to write what you want. Right? So here is Post 1 of Parenting 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show Super Nanny was made for me. Really. It was. I love the show and love seeing families find peace back in their lives (not just their homes). When it was made though, no one told them about me and hired the Brit with the wonderful accent. So, now ya'll get to hear me here instead of on WORLD WIDE t.v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at an event I attended, a sweet momma told her sweet 2 year old it was time to leave. The sweet 2 year old sat her little boo-tay down on the ground and said,"No". The momma said it again and still the little one repeated herself. So I watch this unfold wondering what Momma was gonna do about this. Sweet Momma proceeded to walk away, wave and say,"Ok then, goodbye." I was sure my mouth was hanging down by this time but I resisted, yes I did, saying an.y.thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in my younger years I was quite honest with my friends. We all were. If your child is manipulating a situation and my friend didn't see it, well, we had a chat. And I would expect the same from them. Okay so it wasn't a chat. it more like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You just lost that battle and your 2 year old won. Did you see that he/she is now in control?"&lt;br /&gt;That's where I was today but&lt;em&gt; I did good. I didn't say a darn thing&lt;/em&gt;. I have learned in my years that not everyone wants to hear me. Shock I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it such a big deal that Sweet Momma let her child sit down and not listen? It's two-fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She is the parent and as a parent must make sure she &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. More importantly and much bigger in the vast scheme of life, our children learn from us about God. God places the parents in authority and when the child learns to obey, the child becomes soft and tender towards obeying God later. God is soo creative. He knew how to set an example early on in our life. It's imperative that we reach down to our children, scoop them up in our arms, look in thier eyes and say.. without hesitation,"Momma said it's time to go. You need to obey me the first time." Hug them, love them and off you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would pause right then and there when my kiddos were little and explain ,"God gave you to us and just as Momma and Daddy have to obey God, you have to obey us so one day when you're all grown up, you will be quick to obey when God speaks to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. It's that simple. Okay.. so maybe &lt;em&gt;not always&lt;/em&gt; but when a momma and a daddy work as a team and the little ones know they mean what they say and &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;, the family has peace. The child has peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. Number 1 of my Parenting 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love families and my heart leans in towards them. I don't have it all together and have made my fair mistakes but there are a few things I've learned along the way. And surprise, surprise, Ya'll get to read them here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-106606215173436486?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/106606215173436486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=106606215173436486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/106606215173436486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/106606215173436486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/parenting-101-1.html' title='Parenting 101: #1'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-250873947091426920</id><published>2011-04-27T17:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:46:12.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600376603931742594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ALoOx9V4pQ/TbiI2WXCkYI/AAAAAAAAGmk/qejvNqqR04Y/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600376614158626130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bX0-kcJ4OkY/TbiI28dUbVI/AAAAAAAAGms/_2mFuSQS-C0/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the year of 2009 I was talking to my neighbor and told her this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" I am praying for a BIG hail storm. We need a new roof."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was thrilled and said she wanted a new roof too. Most of us on our block did in fact; our homes are all 20 years old. A new roof would help the bottom line don't ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the storm did hit shortly after our little chat and she was so excited to let me know they were getting money for a new roof! Actually, EVERYONE around us got new roofs. There were "roof chasers" knockin' on our door daily. We were so excited! Surely a new roof was ours too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm.. no. no. no. no. no. Our sweet (note the sarcasm) insurance company said, "Ahh, you can have a tiny bit of money but your roof isn't ready to be replaced." You're kidding right. It's shake, the hail was YEEEAH big, and did I mention it's shake? We fought with them over this "ruling" but to no avail. For some reason, &lt;em&gt;yet to be known by me&lt;/em&gt;, God chose for my prayer to be for everyone else this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are 2011 and our roof, well, let's just say &lt;em&gt;it's a bit &lt;/em&gt;older and &lt;em&gt;a bit more&lt;/em&gt; ready to be replaced. After some serious conversations and a few more serious conversations the decision was made. No Big summer trips, one Big roof. ( okay so I'm going to Cali in May but that's with miles. That doesn't count)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bid. Bid. Bid. I think 5 or 6 in all. Finally a decision and now the big day. Write a check, get a roof. Oh the satisfaction of a new covering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this summer when I want to go on a BIG trip and feel like complaining but &lt;strong&gt;KNOW&lt;/strong&gt; that I shouldn't, I'll go lay in my roof and dream that the hot asphalt under me is actually sand burning my skin. I'll bring a recording of an ocean up there so I can hear the ocean tumbling in my ears. And maybe, just maybe, have the kids spray me with the hose once in a while to pretend I got splashed by a BIG wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600378543319193730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O36vLOWXDyw/TbiKnPJCmII/AAAAAAAAGm0/sywb3NHVQgU/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-250873947091426920?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/250873947091426920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=250873947091426920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/250873947091426920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/250873947091426920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-roof.html' title='New Roof'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ALoOx9V4pQ/TbiI2WXCkYI/AAAAAAAAGmk/qejvNqqR04Y/s72-c/DSC_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2299047704504488793</id><published>2011-04-23T11:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:43:22.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Lava Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tWh9DZALsLQ/TbLxWW61hYI/AAAAAAAAGmc/5Q7psJenmQY/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598802653186721154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tWh9DZALsLQ/TbLxWW61hYI/AAAAAAAAGmc/5Q7psJenmQY/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QpiuckaUGs/TbLxWCIA0SI/AAAAAAAAGmU/-sAqd6qoidA/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598802647604842786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QpiuckaUGs/TbLxWCIA0SI/AAAAAAAAGmU/-sAqd6qoidA/s400/DSC_0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plceUw6Rl40/TbLxV1DY7uI/AAAAAAAAGmM/-DuNvSBrwIs/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598802644095790818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plceUw6Rl40/TbLxV1DY7uI/AAAAAAAAGmM/-DuNvSBrwIs/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gD4ERZC-BSs/TbLxVhwfQxI/AAAAAAAAGmE/_SLFcmIMyzY/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598802638916240146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gD4ERZC-BSs/TbLxVhwfQxI/AAAAAAAAGmE/_SLFcmIMyzY/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate is something I truly love.... and so does Angelina. On her birthday we went to Chili's for dinner. She got this free dessert, Molten Chocolate Lava Cake. It was free but the menu price is $6.95. I started adding that up in my head for all of us there and said, "I can make this myself." So a little researching (another passion of mine) and I had a recipe I was willing to try. This is so easy to make. It is mostly eggs. No lie! Like a full dozen. It turned out yummilicious. I have few tweaks I'll do next time to make it even better. This ooozing warm chocolate treat is on my new dessert list. Grab some coffee and enjoy. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2299047704504488793?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2299047704504488793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2299047704504488793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2299047704504488793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2299047704504488793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/chocolate-lava-cake.html' title='Chocolate Lava Cake'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tWh9DZALsLQ/TbLxWW61hYI/AAAAAAAAGmc/5Q7psJenmQY/s72-c/DSC_0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4610138716156587576</id><published>2011-04-20T20:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T20:55:42.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You have eggs and then you have EGGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipPA3apYg_Q/Ta9-8AvUxQI/AAAAAAAAGl8/13g45Wi03IA/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597832431300560130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipPA3apYg_Q/Ta9-8AvUxQI/AAAAAAAAGl8/13g45Wi03IA/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAnfImOpCn0/Ta9-7_H7hDI/AAAAAAAAGl0/WHr2NggVBM0/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597832430866891826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAnfImOpCn0/Ta9-7_H7hDI/AAAAAAAAGl0/WHr2NggVBM0/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's time to color Easter eggs, a tradition I dare not pass up. BUT... to color my good farm raised eggs, no way. I went to the store, bought myself 18 cheap eggs and got them in the pot. The good eggs, well, they're for eggs and bacon, pancakes, any other recipe requiring eggs. It has taken me awhile to find good food but now that I have I am not even considering wasting it on food coloring and egg hunting. I have fresh eggs, fresh milk, and a freezer full of meat. So if you come to my house for the annual Easter egg hunt in the back forest, you'll take yourself home a grocery store egg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4610138716156587576?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4610138716156587576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4610138716156587576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4610138716156587576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4610138716156587576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-have-egss-and-then-you-have-eggs.html' title='You have eggs and then you have EGGS'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipPA3apYg_Q/Ta9-8AvUxQI/AAAAAAAAGl8/13g45Wi03IA/s72-c/DSC_0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2553675491663025433</id><published>2011-04-19T09:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:51:31.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Angelina!</title><content type='html'>My baby, the youngest child I have, is 12 today. Is it possible that she is this old already? My oh my how time flies. Angelina is full of life, joy, excitement, and words. Yep, she is my little talker. Her name fits so well..messanger of God. She is compassionate and merciful. She loves her family and we love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Lina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt_GLtMJIq0/Ta2R9yUIsKI/AAAAAAAAGls/1yxeN7NIaD8/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597290402555670690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt_GLtMJIq0/Ta2R9yUIsKI/AAAAAAAAGls/1yxeN7NIaD8/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A birthday Skype session with her sister. The earrings are from her big Sis, Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4fNCxcp5sY/Ta2R9hC9ffI/AAAAAAAAGlk/vi8NiJvoKkU/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597290397920230898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4fNCxcp5sY/Ta2R9hC9ffI/AAAAAAAAGlk/vi8NiJvoKkU/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fa6-_TA2PFU/Ta2R9QD0t6I/AAAAAAAAGlc/nO3fRAMq9xs/s1600/IMG_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597290393360447394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fa6-_TA2PFU/Ta2R9QD0t6I/AAAAAAAAGlc/nO3fRAMq9xs/s400/IMG_2684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 12 already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbs6EBSo_kg/Ta2QRYOdsaI/AAAAAAAAGlU/-DDHv8qILXg/s1600/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597288540126687650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbs6EBSo_kg/Ta2QRYOdsaI/AAAAAAAAGlU/-DDHv8qILXg/s400/IMG_1780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3a_DkgNQOQE/Ta2QRJQhNFI/AAAAAAAAGlM/w800ILmgRTI/s1600/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597288536108774482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3a_DkgNQOQE/Ta2QRJQhNFI/AAAAAAAAGlM/w800ILmgRTI/s400/041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE5_9JX_MG4/Ta2QQhwQ_hI/AAAAAAAAGlE/ZlWO1KsF2Fo/s1600/IM001117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597288525504511506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE5_9JX_MG4/Ta2QQhwQ_hI/AAAAAAAAGlE/ZlWO1KsF2Fo/s400/IM001117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGQeIxpTGnA/Ta2QQX-gTMI/AAAAAAAAGk8/70QvUQK8WUM/s1600/IM001703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597288522879880386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGQeIxpTGnA/Ta2QQX-gTMI/AAAAAAAAGk8/70QvUQK8WUM/s400/IM001703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auYY1j3zafE/Ta2QQFo81HI/AAAAAAAAGk0/3vFpaed8yu4/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597288517957637234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auYY1j3zafE/Ta2QQFo81HI/AAAAAAAAGk0/3vFpaed8yu4/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2553675491663025433?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2553675491663025433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2553675491663025433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2553675491663025433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2553675491663025433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-angelina.html' title='Happy Birthday Angelina!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt_GLtMJIq0/Ta2R9yUIsKI/AAAAAAAAGls/1yxeN7NIaD8/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6666245335995788809</id><published>2011-04-18T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:53:42.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Graduation Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597119034832132226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBeup5Ea3Qk/Taz2G3y_GII/AAAAAAAAGkk/YMCbDohQsQk/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pAdUtAzJ_t8/Taz2HCTrcTI/AAAAAAAAGks/lVRkapdRTy0/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597119037653610802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pAdUtAzJ_t8/Taz2HCTrcTI/AAAAAAAAGks/lVRkapdRTy0/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I graduated from college in December and received a great gift of hard earned cash from my parents. I couldn't decide what to get: Ipod, Kindle, clothes, or an expensive purse. I knew I wanted it to last a long time and mean something every time I saw it. I just couldn't decide so I waited until I could. I did what my husband does every time he makes a big decision, I did my homework. I researched and researched some more. Four months later and I finally made up my mind. When I settled in on a Kindle, I jumped in with both feet. I ordered it and waited patiently for it to arrive. Now that I have it in my hands, I can't put it down. So far I have downloaded two books, a game and a Bible. I love reading and this little device is sucking me back into reading and away from this typing machine. Thank you Mom and Dad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6666245335995788809?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6666245335995788809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6666245335995788809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6666245335995788809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6666245335995788809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-graduation-gift.html' title='My Graduation Gift'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBeup5Ea3Qk/Taz2G3y_GII/AAAAAAAAGkk/YMCbDohQsQk/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-1461473049836949540</id><published>2011-04-03T16:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T17:02:56.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rMR4jvYubo/TZjfDpwpFJI/AAAAAAAAGkc/1OG4tdo3Gio/s1600/thumbnailCAIV6VZU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591464191222944914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rMR4jvYubo/TZjfDpwpFJI/AAAAAAAAGkc/1OG4tdo3Gio/s400/thumbnailCAIV6VZU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week started my official training for the October &lt;strong&gt;Rock N Roll&lt;/strong&gt; Marathon. I got in 14.5 miles this week. Some walking, some jogging, some biking. I am glad to be moving again and hope to get the winter layer off and the summer tone on. Now if I can get my kids to move with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-1461473049836949540?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/1461473049836949540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=1461473049836949540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1461473049836949540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1461473049836949540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/04/marathon-training.html' title='Marathon Training'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rMR4jvYubo/TZjfDpwpFJI/AAAAAAAAGkc/1OG4tdo3Gio/s72-c/thumbnailCAIV6VZU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-1480135466168744168</id><published>2011-03-29T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:43:58.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did all this STUFF Come From?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwaQY4vC1cs/TZJQy0oOLlI/AAAAAAAAGkU/qN8tID8p98c/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589618921571233362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwaQY4vC1cs/TZJQy0oOLlI/AAAAAAAAGkU/qN8tID8p98c/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWnxOyPCEBM/TZJQyTufV4I/AAAAAAAAGkM/MRPSkMcHtfQ/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589618912739153794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWnxOyPCEBM/TZJQyTufV4I/AAAAAAAAGkM/MRPSkMcHtfQ/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Really? Can one closet hold enough stuff for two closets. Apparently it can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am cleaning and de-cluttering each closet and cupboard. A little each day makes my life feel more in order. Well, at least the house will have order. Today's task.. this fine baby. What's in there you ask? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Enough crayons and markers for a classroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Art paper for too many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Party supplies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Easter Eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Bathroom Curtains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Binders.. a WHOLE SHELF FULL with school work in each one of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Gift bags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*A Missing CD game: Age of the Empires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall I go on? Too Much Stuff. It's ridiculous. So, out it goes. So far, two garbage bags full and bins will organize what I must keep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta da! The unorganized soul is getting herself whipped in shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-1480135466168744168?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/1480135466168744168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=1480135466168744168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1480135466168744168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1480135466168744168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/03/where-did-all-this-stuff-come-from.html' title='Where Did all this STUFF Come From?'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwaQY4vC1cs/TZJQy0oOLlI/AAAAAAAAGkU/qN8tID8p98c/s72-c/DSC_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3968207564518299500</id><published>2011-03-23T18:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:37:25.939-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night In</title><content type='html'>Angelina has been planning a&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Girls Night In&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for months... in her mind and quite often OUT LOUD, verbally, long dissertations of dialogue, with me. Finally, Finally, she was able to send her Evite and have a real live party! Great thing is, all the girls were able to make it. They brought their American Girl dolls, swim suit for spa-ing,  and sleeping bags for talking, I mean &lt;em&gt;sleeping&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587403476310162050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4h2mfnGrZJM/TYpx274_-oI/AAAAAAAAGjU/lWlca4w2D9c/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587403866544144914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDxNn3vKTU0/TYpyNpoCAhI/AAAAAAAAGj0/Hb-Kv65pdpU/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided for dinner that breakfast was in order. So I made a nice spread of sugary sweet food with a twist of protein thrown in. Sugary sweet cereal, donuts, eggs, bacon, strawberries, bananas, and juice. The girls all wanted 1 favorite cereal so in the bowl went their names so I could draw the BIG WINNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587403871921028482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nINesa1azZE/TYpyN9p-vYI/AAAAAAAAGj8/iZvKOkHCQM8/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSm9YwIy8dU/TYpyZPrgbSI/AAAAAAAAGkE/0TKDDuUcmXs/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587404065737829666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSm9YwIy8dU/TYpyZPrgbSI/AAAAAAAAGkE/0TKDDuUcmXs/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss A was the winner. She loves the chocolate milk the Puffs make. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9y1igSYbokk/TYpx4esLsxI/AAAAAAAAGjs/gv2SWqD9v4E/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587403502831514386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9y1igSYbokk/TYpx4esLsxI/AAAAAAAAGjs/gv2SWqD9v4E/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls all squeezed in a five person spa and made it a nine person spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5n4KQZwU7I0/TYpx3zw_giI/AAAAAAAAGjk/FLAMvFlnYjg/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587403491308962338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5n4KQZwU7I0/TYpx3zw_giI/AAAAAAAAGjk/FLAMvFlnYjg/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Ninja tag.. of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXiJ7IXxS5A/TYpx3UmLz5I/AAAAAAAAGjc/tVh8a7cLwrg/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587403482942132114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXiJ7IXxS5A/TYpx3UmLz5I/AAAAAAAAGjc/tVh8a7cLwrg/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Girls! They had a blast and I love seeing happy smiles on these sweet girls faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3968207564518299500?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3968207564518299500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3968207564518299500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3968207564518299500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3968207564518299500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/03/girls-night-in.html' title='Girls Night In'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4h2mfnGrZJM/TYpx274_-oI/AAAAAAAAGjU/lWlca4w2D9c/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8844114821665689706</id><published>2011-03-22T10:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:44:19.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing.. Loveland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrYEcJ6maSs/TYizpa3lesI/AAAAAAAAGi8/Biu1RBdTbdQ/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586912861921573570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrYEcJ6maSs/TYizpa3lesI/AAAAAAAAGi8/Biu1RBdTbdQ/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uG6iFjk6BqU/TYizpNcgmjI/AAAAAAAAGi0/TNAXqaoONQ0/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586912858318346802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uG6iFjk6BqU/TYizpNcgmjI/AAAAAAAAGi0/TNAXqaoONQ0/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586912865354218610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0CmZNf1hZk/TYizpnp_fHI/AAAAAAAAGjE/YvpvoEMEuk4/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586913180620555330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BicDYiK3tTg/TYiz7-HWBEI/AAAAAAAAGjM/X28TPZzMkbs/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;The day was full of sun, wind and lots of skiing for the girls and boarding for Mr. T. It was a great day for the girls on the slopes with their daddy. I am Mrs. Lodge Bunny. This time I brought work with me in hopes to get something done &lt;em&gt;as well as&lt;/em&gt; my Bible study. I worked a bit, studied a bit, and people watched and talked QUITE a bit. Met people from Texas, people from Boston, shared my table for lunch breaks. I drank some coffee and manned the table.  Spring Skiing at it's best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8844114821665689706?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8844114821665689706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8844114821665689706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8844114821665689706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8844114821665689706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/03/skiing-loveland.html' title='Skiing.. Loveland'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrYEcJ6maSs/TYizpa3lesI/AAAAAAAAGi8/Biu1RBdTbdQ/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-8890095493397864707</id><published>2011-03-20T17:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T18:02:07.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind Tasting</title><content type='html'>Every so many months we gather with our friends for dinner and fellowship. What started off as "the men wanting the women to get to know each other" has turned into a very fun couples night out. This month The H Family hosted and did a blind wine tasting. Now this was no easy feat.. was it smooth, aromatic and spicy or deep red with a hint of bacon? We picked price category and region of the world too. It was way too much fun! Best of all was seeing the analysis paralysis or the spontaneous choosing among us all. I did fairly well, I'd say. Didn't win the contest but had fun trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tejd-0VhRnw/TYZzdedhbzI/AAAAAAAAGik/yQslv9ysq1s/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586279338029969202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tejd-0VhRnw/TYZzdedhbzI/AAAAAAAAGik/yQslv9ysq1s/s400/IMG_0589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the 5 wines for the evening.... Number 4 was amazingly de-lic! My fav for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DGAxxMzie8/TYZzdCzzSBI/AAAAAAAAGic/Nh7JD6hItGg/s1600/IMG_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586279330607220754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DGAxxMzie8/TYZzdCzzSBI/AAAAAAAAGic/Nh7JD6hItGg/s400/IMG_0586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had breads and cheeses to &lt;em&gt;cleanse ze pal.ate&lt;/em&gt; along.. Get a little wine tasting in and the humor starts coming out. Lots of great laughter makes the heart merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGEHEMqn83c/TYZzcmud0_I/AAAAAAAAGiU/M8nakghGg4M/s1600/IMG_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586279323068650482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGEHEMqn83c/TYZzcmud0_I/AAAAAAAAGiU/M8nakghGg4M/s400/IMG_0583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6wrjL9qGt0/TYZzcGMIF0I/AAAAAAAAGiM/XN6ebAJYRX4/s1600/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586279314334684994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6wrjL9qGt0/TYZzcGMIF0I/AAAAAAAAGiM/XN6ebAJYRX4/s400/IMG_0588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spin, Swirl, Taste... Nah, it didn't help his game. But he sure looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64m8eetAYGw/TYZzb3K1oxI/AAAAAAAAGiE/nRTP3_PnVao/s1600/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586279310302749458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64m8eetAYGw/TYZzb3K1oxI/AAAAAAAAGiE/nRTP3_PnVao/s400/IMG_0598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then to finish of the evening, the kids did their own taste test with Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream. Angelina, our sugar cynosure, loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time we host... there's already talk of Beer Tastings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. The best wine of the night, in case you were waiting for the punch line, a Merlot: Mangess from Napa Valley, CA and was $17.09. So there ya go. You don't even have to do a tasting to get a good recommendation. I did it for you. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-8890095493397864707?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/8890095493397864707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=8890095493397864707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8890095493397864707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/8890095493397864707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/03/blind-tasting.html' title='Blind Tasting'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tejd-0VhRnw/TYZzdedhbzI/AAAAAAAAGik/yQslv9ysq1s/s72-c/IMG_0589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-7271168782062300447</id><published>2011-03-12T18:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T18:19:23.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodpecker GO AWAY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw6xOzfmLtc/TXv8786YDvI/AAAAAAAAGh8/4tl5B-VE7Y0/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583334256907753282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeFze83igUY/TXv87MVBl0I/AAAAAAAAGhs/jBJ8_2hnmy4/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JsMEqYhZROg/TXv87rwSlbI/AAAAAAAAGh0/_zAO5Q_cHgE/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583334265343612338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JsMEqYhZROg/TXv87rwSlbI/AAAAAAAAGh0/_zAO5Q_cHgE/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every spring our friend, Woody, comes back for a brief visit. Brief as in a month or so. Not so brief in that he wakes us up O'Dark Early by pecking away on the metal stack to the fireplace. This pecking is his,"Hey Baby, springs here. I'm ready for ya!" call to all the local single Woodpeckers.  But Woody is gonna have to find something else to peck to get his Sweetheart this spring. We &lt;em&gt;being of greater&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;intelligence and creativity&lt;/em&gt;, plan on him going away ... like today. So the husband got his genius cap on and made a protective screen so Woody can't get to our metal stack. I don't care if he visits a tree; goodness knows we have a TON out back!  But, sleep.. now that's a commodity these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye Woody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-7271168782062300447?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/7271168782062300447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=7271168782062300447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7271168782062300447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/7271168782062300447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/03/woodpecker-go-away.html' title='Woodpecker GO AWAY !'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeFze83igUY/TXv87MVBl0I/AAAAAAAAGhs/jBJ8_2hnmy4/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5548228514434279824</id><published>2011-03-12T14:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:49:58.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo..Yeah.... I Don't Like it Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izkacmuPN8Y/TXvNJrALnCI/AAAAAAAAGhk/fU-n49ej94s/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583281729101863970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izkacmuPN8Y/TXvNJrALnCI/AAAAAAAAGhk/fU-n49ej94s/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xe43zZ2YYY/TXvNJRE-vtI/AAAAAAAAGhc/jKNwahl3yEc/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583281722142670546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xe43zZ2YYY/TXvNJRE-vtI/AAAAAAAAGhc/jKNwahl3yEc/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was totally snookered this time around. We got the amazing  Lysol hands free soap dispenser. &lt;em&gt;Loved&lt;/em&gt; it UNTIL it was time to refill. Lysol designed it in such a way you have to PRY off the cap or buy a new refill. Really Lysol?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let's be real here Lysol.... just how much plastic do you want in the earth? Considering how many of these bad boys are leaving the shelves, you truly aren't environmentally friendly. I'm not talkin' Green Peace here. I'm talkin' common sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the pump and Soft Soap. Good-Bye Lysol Hands free gadget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5548228514434279824?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5548228514434279824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5548228514434279824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5548228514434279824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5548228514434279824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/03/soooyeah-i-dont-like-it-anymore.html' title='Sooo..Yeah.... I Don&apos;t Like it Anymore'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izkacmuPN8Y/TXvNJrALnCI/AAAAAAAAGhk/fU-n49ej94s/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3807609946667778885</id><published>2011-03-07T16:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T17:11:44.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Nevered Looked so Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456651365928498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72EPXb9I2Bc/TXVRQKnoTjI/AAAAAAAAGg8/P3z1emaoLNE/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T and I escaped for 24 hours to celebrate his big 5-0 this weekend. I surprised him with a room at the Sheraton in Downtown Denver. Our view was amazing from the 17th floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456659494852402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHfD0-5Glyw/TXVRQo5t1zI/AAAAAAAAGhE/fOCehFYKUtk/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know you got it good when they have Starbuck's &lt;strong&gt;IN&lt;/strong&gt; the room for the morning. And did we &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; enjoy our first cup of Joe! Oh baby, it was so much better than generic morning hotel coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581457020858828466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9KenYtQuLsI/TXVRlrFmhrI/AAAAAAAAGhM/OWmB7tvJaRY/s400/DSC_0054.JPG" /&gt; We had dinner at the Yard House that night. It just so happen to be in the building of the Sheraton. It was out of this world de-lic-ious! This was T's entree..... delicious &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456167406009874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6bglLjv5SIo/TXVQz_ul_hI/AAAAAAAAGgs/wuem_EAe294/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFHFZ7qiAxA/TXVRP-iDWiI/AAAAAAAAGg0/TRv_18nD1iA/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456648121309730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFHFZ7qiAxA/TXVRP-iDWiI/AAAAAAAAGg0/TRv_18nD1iA/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our friends, the H couple, came with us to celebrate. They got T some fun gag gifts and treated us to an Improv night. We love having friends to celebrate with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9EGCXzF6wE/TXVQzAnJCaI/AAAAAAAAGgk/O-11NhZJnB4/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456150463318434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9EGCXzF6wE/TXVQzAnJCaI/AAAAAAAAGgk/O-11NhZJnB4/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkxAfu3ZtLE/TXVQyvawJhI/AAAAAAAAGgc/lkBG_x-051k/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456145847952914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkxAfu3ZtLE/TXVQyvawJhI/AAAAAAAAGgc/lkBG_x-051k/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581459591468603906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RY1jYHUDNSE/TXVT7TWu2gI/AAAAAAAAGhU/KzxRJRcWDPs/s400/image.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;The next morning we mozzied out to breakfast and grabbed some Peets coffee. We took a turn with checkers at this wonderful table in the lobby. I, of course, lost &lt;em&gt;a-gain&lt;/em&gt;. No surprise there.  Enough said. We headed home to our girls who were waiting patiently for us to arrive. Boo made T his favorite Pineapple Upside Down cake. It turned out perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVTvCQapBtc/TXVQyINx9mI/AAAAAAAAGgU/K-2_Vaz_MHg/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456135324563042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVTvCQapBtc/TXVQyINx9mI/AAAAAAAAGgU/K-2_Vaz_MHg/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After some feasting on steak and salmon, we went spaing and finally all the kids sang to their daddy. That's Bec on Skype, Gabe on the cell phone and the rest of us just hanging there. Oh technology, how it brings us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gD7_eoGVlKA/TXVQxpSdDPI/AAAAAAAAGgM/QLv8XrC2Zgg/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456127022664946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gD7_eoGVlKA/TXVQxpSdDPI/AAAAAAAAGgM/QLv8XrC2Zgg/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Mr. Jones. 50 looks mighty fine on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3807609946667778885?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3807609946667778885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3807609946667778885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3807609946667778885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3807609946667778885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/03/50-nevered-looked-so-good.html' title='50 Nevered Looked so Good!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72EPXb9I2Bc/TXVRQKnoTjI/AAAAAAAAGg8/P3z1emaoLNE/s72-c/DSC_0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5527286801481073607</id><published>2011-02-26T19:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:36:49.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-ZRd7PU7JE/TWmbe1OSqWI/AAAAAAAAGgE/MwpKGO3UcNQ/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578160567460473186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-ZRd7PU7JE/TWmbe1OSqWI/AAAAAAAAGgE/MwpKGO3UcNQ/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes it's the simple things that are so fun! We saw this cute little contraption in So Cal at DT's house. She always has new cool gadgets and this one is a winner.  I love it! Okay... so it's only a soap dispenser but it's &lt;strong&gt;hands free&lt;/strong&gt;. How cool is that?  Wave your hand underneath and it magically dispenses soap. Ta da! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5527286801481073607?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5527286801481073607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5527286801481073607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5527286801481073607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5527286801481073607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-ZRd7PU7JE/TWmbe1OSqWI/AAAAAAAAGgE/MwpKGO3UcNQ/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4516769851256209006</id><published>2011-02-25T12:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T12:47:37.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;February 25th, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside my window.... It's spitting snowish kind of stuff right now. Nothing serious, just cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking... Today is moving fast and I haven't done much. I don't feel very motivated. Lack of sleep causes lack of motivation for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... a husband who works hard for our family. As much as I explore nothing I am finding even comes close to his provision for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms.. I started a Bible study last month with some friends. Our fearless leader is amazing and full of wisdom. We are digging into Ephesians with Precepts. So far it's been great and very challenging. I definitely need to continue on and dig deeper still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen... this week is the beginning of another attempt to be gluten free. Found me some GF crackers that are yummy, bread that is great (Rudi's), and a pizza dough that isn't so hot. That was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... Valentine jammies and an ugly gray sweatshirt that is old as sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading... a book by Francine Rivers called, called... what is it called??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... to go on a date tonight. Well overdue. I am going to clean out my pantry and keep on keepin' on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... that I begin to feel better and resolve all this silliness with my body. I hope to actually sleep and then wake up not thinkin' about which body part hurts this morning. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing... Lina crunch her breakfast cereal. That's it. It's real quiet here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house... feeling the need to get my master bathroom painted. I'm hoping my girls do it over spring break otherwise it won't ever get done. How sad is this post today?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture worth sharing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577683734289653570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENXrHy-y5xM/TWfpzfPPH0I/AAAAAAAAGf8/hcUlvqDWyUc/s400/IMG_2656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was taken at my friend Amanda's parents place while we were in California. We have three more months until we see flowers. It was wonderful to see flowers! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it today.. not much more happening really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4516769851256209006?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4516769851256209006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4516769851256209006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4516769851256209006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4516769851256209006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENXrHy-y5xM/TWfpzfPPH0I/AAAAAAAAGf8/hcUlvqDWyUc/s72-c/IMG_2656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4852358363549412181</id><published>2011-02-21T19:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:30:04.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Comma Can Mean SOO Much!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLX-2E8KOrw/TWMCyTZVbtI/AAAAAAAAGf0/tjURBOFlOwo/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576303826838056658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLX-2E8KOrw/TWMCyTZVbtI/AAAAAAAAGf0/tjURBOFlOwo/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFBhJvWdR3k/TWMCyOcOV6I/AAAAAAAAGfs/5qVpzOEEtws/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576303825507997602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFBhJvWdR3k/TWMCyOcOV6I/AAAAAAAAGfs/5qVpzOEEtws/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little bumper sticker came with some spices from a dear friend. I tell you what... I keep looking at it thinkin' it wants me to eat people. I see a comma in my mind and hear a pause after THEM. My, My, My. What a difference a comma makes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4852358363549412181?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4852358363549412181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4852358363549412181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4852358363549412181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4852358363549412181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/comma-can-mean-soo-much.html' title='A Comma Can Mean SOO Much!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLX-2E8KOrw/TWMCyTZVbtI/AAAAAAAAGf0/tjURBOFlOwo/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-1536779141351316707</id><published>2011-02-20T16:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T17:06:38.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessed Friendship Worth Keeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL4g7XZXC2k/TWGP5I9YQ6I/AAAAAAAAGfk/bw3DXbOYSeM/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575896025481626530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL4g7XZXC2k/TWGP5I9YQ6I/AAAAAAAAGfk/bw3DXbOYSeM/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEA-L2wUDF8/TWGPv1bgNsI/AAAAAAAAGfc/9CW_mkxo0Oo/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575895865620444866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEA-L2wUDF8/TWGPv1bgNsI/AAAAAAAAGfc/9CW_mkxo0Oo/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zw1u134GZpE/TWGPj83g0kI/AAAAAAAAGfU/SCOIgl2Re8Q/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575895661458543170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zw1u134GZpE/TWGPj83g0kI/AAAAAAAAGfU/SCOIgl2Re8Q/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7QgkLi8UEI/TWGPZV32cMI/AAAAAAAAGfM/Jplq3WzWoTw/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575895479192285378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7QgkLi8UEI/TWGPZV32cMI/AAAAAAAAGfM/Jplq3WzWoTw/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Some of our sweetest friends came through Colorado this weekend and we were blessed to have some chat time, dinner time, coffee time and mall time with them. Loved it so much! A and I hardly get to catch up anymore but when we do it's over an hour on the phone and never a lack for words. I promised myself I wouldn't cry when I saw them but in true Tuna form, the tears flowed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing like true friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-1536779141351316707?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/1536779141351316707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=1536779141351316707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1536779141351316707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1536779141351316707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/blessed-friendship-worth-keeping.html' title='A Blessed Friendship Worth Keeping'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL4g7XZXC2k/TWGP5I9YQ6I/AAAAAAAAGfk/bw3DXbOYSeM/s72-c/DSC_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-62268890809374948</id><published>2011-02-19T22:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T22:30:47.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our San Diego Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575603559136072306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IK9zqpSGEY/TWCF5W61knI/AAAAAAAAGe8/wLrL_BFXEmw/s400/IMG_2756.JPG" /&gt; No trip is complete without at least a few trips to In and Out. By visit number 2  to our fav.orite burger joint we split a meal. Why you ask? The good people of In and Out &lt;em&gt;actually list&lt;/em&gt; the calories next to the item  your buying now. Really? Heap on the guilt even more, why don't ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575603547740265922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PMsQa9bziu0/TWCF4sd3XcI/AAAAAAAAGe0/bM1OJxBhFog/s400/IMG_2749.JPG" /&gt; This, my friends, is my favorite tree. I Love Love LOVE eucalyptus trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575603541899288306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_J4juISCHI/TWCF4WtRHvI/AAAAAAAAGes/E27tnQJmjVk/s400/IMG_2752.JPG" /&gt; Lina and I went with our friends A and J and their kiddos to the Birch Aquarium  and then to Balboa Park. Gorgeous weather and a great time with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575603539081482674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1K-DtREUlU/TWCF4MNc0bI/AAAAAAAAGek/67_AgX9YowI/s400/IMG_2732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were at the aquarium, we said hello to Dorie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575603533786574658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr2OIIaB-FE/TWCF34fC70I/AAAAAAAAGec/Jj4805uA7zw/s400/IMG_2713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575603736909934722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IShZrU9JaVU/TWCGDtLbcII/AAAAAAAAGfE/Mz7uZ-30zFI/s400/IMG_2794.JPG" /&gt; So that's the end of our amazing trip. Family. Friends. Food. I loved it all but when I saw these beautiful snow covered Rockies, I sighed big time. I was home. Nothing like Colorado.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-62268890809374948?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/62268890809374948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=62268890809374948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/62268890809374948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/62268890809374948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-san-diego-adventures.html' title='Our San Diego Adventures'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IK9zqpSGEY/TWCF5W61knI/AAAAAAAAGe8/wLrL_BFXEmw/s72-c/IMG_2756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6831925817158953702</id><published>2011-02-16T17:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:49:52.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sand Between My Toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-8Hgq6XQ1E/TVxQY4yjhjI/AAAAAAAAGeU/_aIe0w-BUvY/s1600/IMG_2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574418827269342770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-8Hgq6XQ1E/TVxQY4yjhjI/AAAAAAAAGeU/_aIe0w-BUvY/s400/IMG_2663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Really, could there be anything better than sand between your toes? Lina and I wandered down to Amanda's folks for a mini-va.ca near San Diego as a part of our week away. It was Oh So Wonderful!  We were just a short walking jont to the beach from their home. We were treated so kindly and their place was perfect for company.  I think I may invite myself back sometime. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ES3HolPL_i8/TVxQEiiV7rI/AAAAAAAAGeM/2LQJiJ3Zffw/s1600/IMG_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574418477698379442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ES3HolPL_i8/TVxQEiiV7rI/AAAAAAAAGeM/2LQJiJ3Zffw/s400/IMG_2683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tide was out so far we had a HUGE beach area  almost to ourselves and some fun reefs to explore.  Oh the wonders of God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoDYONGrzXw/TVxQEMeiV-I/AAAAAAAAGeE/BrAnJ1sez38/s1600/IMG_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574418471776835554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WoDYONGrzXw/TVxQEMeiV-I/AAAAAAAAGeE/BrAnJ1sez38/s400/IMG_2702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda and I have lovely toes.. you just can't see them for 8 months in Colorado. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-447drnNpsVU/TVxQDs4v_HI/AAAAAAAAGd8/wvryt8FXM7g/s1600/IMG_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574418463296846962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-447drnNpsVU/TVxQDs4v_HI/AAAAAAAAGd8/wvryt8FXM7g/s400/IMG_2699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cold water? Ehhh... how often do we get to Cali? Swimming was a must for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQLFc5J8GHY/TVxQDWClLFI/AAAAAAAAGd0/fyyNgSVZWE4/s1600/IMG_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574418457164065874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQLFc5J8GHY/TVxQDWClLFI/AAAAAAAAGd0/fyyNgSVZWE4/s400/IMG_2641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet girl. This is the first vacation without all our kids. Not the last, I'm sure. I've had a bunch of fun with her but found myself texting our children often (as I had service that is). I think it made me feel not so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7A8tZSqunS4/TVxQDInzSYI/AAAAAAAAGds/4it3rJJuaN8/s1600/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574418453562083714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7A8tZSqunS4/TVxQDInzSYI/AAAAAAAAGds/4it3rJJuaN8/s400/IMG_2677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this fine heart is for my man... our first Valentine's in 22 years apart. I missed him but we &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; celebrate soon enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6831925817158953702?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6831925817158953702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6831925817158953702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6831925817158953702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6831925817158953702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/sand-between-my-toes.html' title='The Sand Between My Toes'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-8Hgq6XQ1E/TVxQY4yjhjI/AAAAAAAAGeU/_aIe0w-BUvY/s72-c/IMG_2663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4186020512070305089</id><published>2011-02-13T10:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:34:55.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>California. Family. Sun.</title><content type='html'>Time for some California sun! Lina and I took off to meet up with T in So Cal. Can you tell she is excited!? We had a quick jont over the mountains and in no time we landed in Long Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200730004909698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0zFPILEHiY/TVf8iS3j7oI/AAAAAAAAGdM/4Lkh18hfQRI/s400/IMG_2613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200410736921618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WedjZzZ1B8A/TVf8PtgJDBI/AAAAAAAAGck/kWHDGRsiq_U/s400/IMG_2606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtDX63T39YM/TVf8jYn9CoI/AAAAAAAAGdk/hklbXkZX35A/s1600/IMG_2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200748729928322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtDX63T39YM/TVf8jYn9CoI/AAAAAAAAGdk/hklbXkZX35A/s400/IMG_2622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After catching up a few days with family, A and D opened up their home for an early celebration for my man's 50th Bday. Cousin time was well over due and these two boys are as close as they were when they were just Doodie Dot and Bootie Head. This momma LOVED seeing them both, even if it is for a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200733715821618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jysjmVoowJA/TVf8igsT9DI/AAAAAAAAGdU/4ce3JEUpFZo/s400/IMG_2619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.. we do have beautiful toes. All ready for some sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D_XCWhZUUzM/TVf8jAW45VI/AAAAAAAAGdc/WqvTWofYjxM/s1600/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2VKGAcCZ5Y/TVf8Q8MT2FI/AAAAAAAAGdE/b-QuMVvfJSU/s1600/IMG_2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200431860144210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2VKGAcCZ5Y/TVf8Q8MT2FI/AAAAAAAAGdE/b-QuMVvfJSU/s400/IMG_2627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our hostesses of the mostess. Debbie is so fun to hang with. She can cook a great meal and talk all the same time. Our times together aren't often enough really. You want good salsa... come to Debbie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OzQsQ8itj6I/TVf8Qn-0S8I/AAAAAAAAGc8/eYseVBfAbS0/s1600/IMG_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200426434841538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OzQsQ8itj6I/TVf8Qn-0S8I/AAAAAAAAGc8/eYseVBfAbS0/s400/IMG_2625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah! We got to catch up with these two chickies as well. Did you know self portraits are better at 43 if you look up? uh, huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLN5yC5yZaQ/TVf8QYbuYiI/AAAAAAAAGc0/VoOe-fvUEd0/s1600/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200422261121570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLN5yC5yZaQ/TVf8QYbuYiI/AAAAAAAAGc0/VoOe-fvUEd0/s400/IMG_2635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T's bday is in March so his momma gathered us all together for a little celebrating. 50 never looked so g&lt;em&gt;oooo&lt;/em&gt;d!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WO47tjCGcYA/TVf8P6qg4sI/AAAAAAAAGcs/Wh1II-QpNlE/s1600/IMG_2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573200414270087874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WO47tjCGcYA/TVf8P6qg4sI/AAAAAAAAGcs/Wh1II-QpNlE/s400/IMG_2637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this man. So glad to spend time this week with family and enjoy some RnR with T before he goes back to work. Next stop.... San Diego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4186020512070305089?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4186020512070305089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4186020512070305089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4186020512070305089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4186020512070305089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/california-family-sun.html' title='California. Family. Sun.'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0zFPILEHiY/TVf8iS3j7oI/AAAAAAAAGdM/4Lkh18hfQRI/s72-c/IMG_2613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-87666421607380467</id><published>2011-02-08T15:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:30:28.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ya Wish You Could Get Stuck Like Me.. Don't Ya!</title><content type='html'>It snowed last night... as if you can't tell. Well, a few of us have planned to study God's Word together for awhile. No snow storm stops us, no sir ree! Now a ditch.. that's a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571426849470040290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGvM268SOI/AAAAAAAAGcE/cjZSWCbYa60/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very fun, very adventurous friend, Amanda, picked me up and off we went. We made it all the way to MD's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said," You sure you want to go up there (the driveway)?" Amanda: "Sure! I'll get a running start." Now Amanda had no clue there was a ditch on both sides of the driveway. I however did and did not warn her. Oops! Annnd &lt;em&gt;into the ditch&lt;/em&gt; we go. Oh yes, a little more info. It's all of 8 degrees outside, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGvNq4OPGI/AAAAAAAAGcc/gdYcp-XEx4k/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571426863417277538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGvNq4OPGI/AAAAAAAAGcc/gdYcp-XEx4k/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MD and Amanda worked on rocks and snow moving, trying to give Amanda something to grab onto with her tires. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571426854208475698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGvNIkrEjI/AAAAAAAAGcM/Gji0OX0y4Lo/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda put it in reverse, punched it while they pushed and pushed. Nope. The van wasn't movin'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571426860036821314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGvNeSQkUI/AAAAAAAAGcU/KJJ1yWzkZxg/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" /&gt; Yeah, so... I made Amanda pose. Hence the title of the post. We were singin' the song "Don't ya wish you could be hot like me.. I mean stuck." Ba haha. But she is so cute by her stuck van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGucMQ80MI/AAAAAAAAGb8/iClIhsupDXk/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571426013385904322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGucMQ80MI/AAAAAAAAGb8/iClIhsupDXk/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Plan B. Toyota to the rescue. I mean really. Toyotas are just T.H.E bomb. One gets stuck the other one gets it out. We really should have had a camera, it was commercial material. 4 women, 3 boys, 2 stuck cars, and 1 camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGubs4W9_I/AAAAAAAAGb0/fr_ojZMgHhw/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571426004961261554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGubs4W9_I/AAAAAAAAGb0/fr_ojZMgHhw/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yes! She is out of the ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGubQefA1I/AAAAAAAAGbs/A54CiBgOt-I/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571425997336544082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGubQefA1I/AAAAAAAAGbs/A54CiBgOt-I/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGuay7bY5I/AAAAAAAAGbk/sriINo0_oF4/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571425989404877714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGuay7bY5I/AAAAAAAAGbk/sriINo0_oF4/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All this and not one husband was advised. High Fives all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-87666421607380467?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/87666421607380467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=87666421607380467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/87666421607380467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/87666421607380467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-ya-wish-you-could-get-stuck-like.html' title='Don&apos;t Ya Wish You Could Get Stuck Like Me.. Don&apos;t Ya!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TVGvM268SOI/AAAAAAAAGcE/cjZSWCbYa60/s72-c/DSC_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4906148190407018793</id><published>2011-02-06T16:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:28:44.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!! Snow has Cometh our Wayeth!</title><content type='html'>Happy Superbowl Day! Our weathermen can't get the forecast right. A few inches they said....try a foot. And we LOVE it! It is about time we got some of our own fluffy stuff. We live in Colorado for goodness sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8QT1_M19I/AAAAAAAAGbc/SbAR6TJb-gE/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570689197176313810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8QT1_M19I/AAAAAAAAGbc/SbAR6TJb-gE/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8QTrxdZCI/AAAAAAAAGbU/OQYty7pqbvM/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570689194434323490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8QTrxdZCI/AAAAAAAAGbU/OQYty7pqbvM/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8PuyUJfzI/AAAAAAAAGbM/o6o-FKut1PE/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570688560535273266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8PuyUJfzI/AAAAAAAAGbM/o6o-FKut1PE/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boo got herself some practice with driving in the snow today. She did awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8PumclJyI/AAAAAAAAGbE/S4K2_r65q1k/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570688557349414690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8PumclJyI/AAAAAAAAGbE/S4K2_r65q1k/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we shoveled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8PuFPSHtI/AAAAAAAAGa8/uCd8ChV0-pc/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570688548435271378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8PuFPSHtI/AAAAAAAAGa8/uCd8ChV0-pc/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charley was so happy to be outside playing in the snow while we worked. She's been going stir crazy with our frigid temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O-Xd3eCI/AAAAAAAAGas/7Ldt32sRdjI/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570687728694556706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O-Xd3eCI/AAAAAAAAGas/7Ldt32sRdjI/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perfect snow angel weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O-DoPeVI/AAAAAAAAGak/GqTFNfWcozs/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570687723369363794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O-DoPeVI/AAAAAAAAGak/GqTFNfWcozs/s400/DSC_0054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course my man pulled out the ol' snow blower to tackle the piles. Thank you modern technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O9gsOk4I/AAAAAAAAGac/Yocg9pZmHkU/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570687713990841218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O9gsOk4I/AAAAAAAAGac/Yocg9pZmHkU/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shovel, Shovel, Shovel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O8301hZI/AAAAAAAAGaU/7efGyWVVtDA/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570687703021094290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O8301hZI/AAAAAAAAGaU/7efGyWVVtDA/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, sometimes you just have to throw the snow on each other. Gotta add some fun while shovelling the white stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O8KWIHFI/AAAAAAAAGaM/f8yuEG_xmA8/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570687690812693586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8O8KWIHFI/AAAAAAAAGaM/f8yuEG_xmA8/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovin' Colorado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4906148190407018793?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4906148190407018793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4906148190407018793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4906148190407018793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4906148190407018793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/finally-snow-has-cometh-our-wayeth.html' title='Finally!! Snow has Cometh our Wayeth!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TU8QT1_M19I/AAAAAAAAGbc/SbAR6TJb-gE/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4124060006368096241</id><published>2011-02-01T13:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:24:15.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Knowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TUhUigNCJoI/AAAAAAAAGaA/WtmQXr5CB-c/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TUhUicNqpcI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/-exW-CE-uh8/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568793889909417410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TUhUicNqpcI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/-exW-CE-uh8/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cold rages on outside. No more snow but frigid temperatures continue. -14 to be exact. Schools are closed, everyone is hunkering down until the temperatures rise once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year I would have been out of my mind. I was so cold and so anxious about the winter. Not so this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am right where I belong. Cold, frigid temperatures and all. I have my baby girl doing math next to me and listening to my husband work so hard and so long one room over. All of us together in one place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are times I question home-schooling. I wonder how Lina will do compared to her siblings. My other three had each other, they played together when the studies were done. She is alone with two adults more than with her brother and sisters. Today I was reminded of bringing Gabe and Becca home from public school mid-year to be home-schooled. I remember the conviction God gave me to bring up our family differently. Gabe all of 6 years old and Bec all of 5, sitting together for a couple hours learning how to read and write. Learning about God's world around them. Learning how to be kind and compassionate. Then there was little Boo, joining in with her toys and waiting for them to be done so they could all play together. My kids lived life together... not just book knowledge. They learned God's word and memorized it. they cooked, cleaned, played together while I read aloud to them. They became friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad in the stillness of this cold day God reminded me of this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this new season of life for me I have two adult children paving their way in this world. Both in college on opposite sides of America. I have another teenage daughter in her junior year of high school going to college full time. And then I have my baby girl, Lina. Still growing, still changing, about to enter some of the toughest years ahead of her; the time I loved the most with my other three: Junior High. In all this, I struggle with the need to help out with college bills. Juggle. Juggle. Juggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today, today I am reminded Who my provider is. I am reminded I &lt;strong&gt;am &lt;/strong&gt;doing my part by God's grace and provision. And I am reminded of the conviction God placed in our life 14 years ago to walk a different path with our children's education.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life never stays the same, I know this far too well. But God doesn't change and His vision for me hasn't either. Some times I just need a quiet -14 day to be reminded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4124060006368096241?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4124060006368096241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4124060006368096241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4124060006368096241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4124060006368096241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/02/peaceful-knowing.html' title='Peaceful Knowing'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TUhUicNqpcI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/-exW-CE-uh8/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5245612579134067989</id><published>2011-01-27T18:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T19:06:24.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa Robes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TUIHqVAoZaI/AAAAAAAAGZo/nD76LZniMIQ/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567020513159046562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TUIHqVAoZaI/AAAAAAAAGZo/nD76LZniMIQ/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our spa is AMAZING.. even with the few hiccups we've had, I love it! We want our guest to be cozy warm so we went to Goodwill, serached for warm soft robes, and found these treasures. I feel so accomplished with our three robes at the mere cost of $12.00!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5245612579134067989?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5245612579134067989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5245612579134067989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5245612579134067989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5245612579134067989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/spa-robes.html' title='Spa Robes'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TUIHqVAoZaI/AAAAAAAAGZo/nD76LZniMIQ/s72-c/DSC_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-9092943114181097619</id><published>2011-01-23T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:07:28.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ministry of Babysitting</title><content type='html'>Soap Box Time... get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mom of four I really appreciated having trustworthy babysitters. I got advice from other moms to understand what I should expect from the girls who took care of my most prized treasure. I set my standards and found girls I trust. T and I knew the importance of dating and setting an example for our kids of a healthy marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as our girls grew up and started babysitting themselves we had a few rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The mom would bring our daughter home from the job.&lt;br /&gt;2. The dad could bring our daughter home IF there was someone else in the car.&lt;br /&gt;3. Our daughters would not set a wage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's focus on number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question always goes,"So, what do you charge?" Our answer is always, "Pay what you can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This drives some families crazy so we go on to explain why. So here's my soap box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your marriage is very important. One day my girls will need a babysitter they can trust and may not have the "going rate" to pay someone. We look at this as an opportunity to bless you. Pay what you can and DON'T overpay. They will one day need the same blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say.. &lt;em&gt;I have made my girls take money back before&lt;/em&gt;. You heard me, back. I am appalled when I hear how much some babysitters charge. It free money, no taxes taken and usually not a hard job. Now granted, some families can afford more than others but let's be real. Everyone NEEDS a night out with their husband or wife. If young girls are charging a fortune it really robs the couple of the blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to a sweet mom today about life, kids, and marriage. After a few minutes I asked, "Do you guys date?" She said,"No, not really. Trying to find someone we can afford for all our kids is tough." I immediately told her to call my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tell you how many moms I know with little ones who pay WAY too much for babysitting or can't go at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a daughter who is of babysitting age, for goodness sakes, teach her, no... &lt;em&gt;show her&lt;/em&gt; the blessing of dating and the importance of blessing others. Go on dates with your main squeeze and then when she is ready to babysit instill in her the ministry of babysitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a family verse we live by, chosen many years ago when our kids were tiny. I think it sets an example to our kids in all aspects of life..including the ministry of babysitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:10 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll climb down now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-9092943114181097619?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/9092943114181097619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=9092943114181097619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9092943114181097619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9092943114181097619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/ministry-of-babysitting.html' title='The Ministry of Babysitting'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-4173646690633983854</id><published>2011-01-22T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:01:36.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>No pictures, please. I don't think you'd like how I look right now anyhow. I sit here or I sit there. Blankets abound. I drink water or a concoction of apple cider vinegar and water. I surf the web. I take Tums. I eat a banana or a piece of toast... and wait. Just hoping there isn't any pain or nausea associated with the ingestion of food. I watch everyone around me work, feeling really bad I'm not doing my part. And still I sit.... my stomach speaking loudly that the virus isn't gone. Indigestion roaring up constantly. I'm feeling done already. For goodness sakes, it's &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; a virus. But this one is an energy zapping, stomach churning, pain causing, nausea making, ugly virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell it's been awhile since I've been sick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-4173646690633983854?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/4173646690633983854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=4173646690633983854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4173646690633983854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/4173646690633983854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-1181918855223236429</id><published>2011-01-17T21:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:56:21.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Away Virus, I have a Life to Live</title><content type='html'>I don't get sick very often. I have aches and pains that drive me crazy but getting ill.. nah, hardly ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30pm: Gabe calls to discuss a matter forgetting I was in bed. Time change doesn't seem to always register with any of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:45pm: Great. I feel it comin' on. Toss and turn, toss and turn, hold the belly as it writhes in pain. Yep. I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00am: Grab my pillow and announce to my sweet sleeping husband I'm sick and going downstairs to the couch. No reason to keep him up all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab soft blankies, the type you want to feel next to your skin, and soft sheets, make up the couch bed for myself, hug my pillow and wait. Didn't have to wait long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts during the night: "Oh poor Lina. She had this and had to travel 12 hours in a car. Oh goodness, we won't be having dinner with Rob and Jo now. Ugh. I gotta cancel my work meeting. Dang, does every joint in my body have to ache all at once. Wow.. Cathi dealt with this for how many months from treatment? God bless her. Oh! Maybe I'll lose the Christmas weight I gained."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all these thoughts while trying to sleep or see my way to the bathroom. Who knew so many thoughts could run through one's mind while hugging the toilet bowl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow proves to be another day. Go away virus, I have a life to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-1181918855223236429?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/1181918855223236429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=1181918855223236429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1181918855223236429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1181918855223236429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/go-away-virus-i-have-life-to-live.html' title='Go Away Virus, I have a Life to Live'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-298106867488233375</id><published>2011-01-15T12:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T12:17:58.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dance 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TTHWF58WPuI/AAAAAAAAGZg/7kEm2wn6las/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462411720900322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TTHWF58WPuI/AAAAAAAAGZg/7kEm2wn6las/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TTHV0YdBC2I/AAAAAAAAGZY/kQGq4mYUZsA/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462110673341282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TTHV0YdBC2I/AAAAAAAAGZY/kQGq4mYUZsA/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TTHVzkavcFI/AAAAAAAAGZI/shQdbh9bDlQ/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562462096705155154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TTHVzkavcFI/AAAAAAAAGZI/shQdbh9bDlQ/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christmas the family got a DDR. Not such a big hit as it was when they we 8 ...back it went. Best Buy, in their policy making ways, gave me a gift card. This fair customer was not so happy. And yes, I told them so.  So what did we get with it? A freezer. Okay, &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;of a freezer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks later... "Hey Mom, are we getting another game to replace the DDR?" Me: "Umm, no, we got a freezer." Long stare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So being the mom I am, I went onto Amazon and searched for Just Dance 2, a big hit for my girls at &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; people's houses. Score..... I am THE mom once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-298106867488233375?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/298106867488233375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=298106867488233375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/298106867488233375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/298106867488233375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-dance-2.html' title='Just Dance 2'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TTHWF58WPuI/AAAAAAAAGZg/7kEm2wn6las/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3710733074393664794</id><published>2011-01-11T13:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:21:26.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/11/11...11:11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSyfVD6c0zI/AAAAAAAAGZA/Mr_bC19ndgs/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560994824072254258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSyfVD6c0zI/AAAAAAAAGZA/Mr_bC19ndgs/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    Some things just don't come along twice in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                       Happy 1/11/11..11:11 from Hp Printing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3710733074393664794?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3710733074393664794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3710733074393664794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3710733074393664794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3710733074393664794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/111111111.html' title='1/11/11...11:11'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSyfVD6c0zI/AAAAAAAAGZA/Mr_bC19ndgs/s72-c/DSC_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3695502198089804621</id><published>2011-01-08T18:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T19:09:56.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Child's Play?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSj5zJlwrKI/AAAAAAAAGY4/G5VHEsuMi0k/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559968397131820194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSj5zJlwrKI/AAAAAAAAGY4/G5VHEsuMi0k/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSj5yuFQU2I/AAAAAAAAGYw/Hg0RNN7LO_4/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559968389747725154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSj5yuFQU2I/AAAAAAAAGYw/Hg0RNN7LO_4/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My kids are all creative. One makes bumpers. One crochets scarves in a weekend.  One does water colors. One makes a box into a masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in technology; there is a place for it. But when it comes to using your brain to create something has to be said about old school no nonsense creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lack any creative juices, none, zero, but knew how important it was for my kids so I allowed as a part of their day growing up a time just to think, create, and discover. It's one of the beauties of homeschooling. No TV. No distractions, just time to be still and create. Some of my kids would read. Some would do K-nexs. Some would draw. All would create. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why don't more adults do this? Why don't we stop long enough, step away from all the technology were driven by daily and be quiet. Think, read, create. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reality Check:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can you do this week to create? Now instead of thinking about it, go do it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for listening,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuna Jones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3695502198089804621?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3695502198089804621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3695502198089804621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3695502198089804621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3695502198089804621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/childs-play.html' title='Child&apos;s Play?'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSj5zJlwrKI/AAAAAAAAGY4/G5VHEsuMi0k/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2277355282554384637</id><published>2011-01-06T17:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:47:40.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Send-Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSZE3a1J2UI/AAAAAAAAGYo/mMALwf0GvDk/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559206508921215298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSZE3a1J2UI/AAAAAAAAGYo/mMALwf0GvDk/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSZE27dD-AI/AAAAAAAAGYY/gFInm_sQaOo/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559206500498667522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSZE27dD-AI/AAAAAAAAGYY/gFInm_sQaOo/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSZE2WcbhLI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/VvqTSVA1s1s/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559206490563904690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSZE2WcbhLI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/VvqTSVA1s1s/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time sure flies! I know,&lt;em&gt; everyone&lt;/em&gt; says that, especially THE older folks. But it's true! Becca went off to her spring semester at WWU last night. She packed up the house, uh.. I mean her luggage and fishy and food and we drove her to Calhan to fetch a ride. She is so fun to have around and the house just &lt;em&gt;feels&lt;/em&gt; different now. I'm sure her sisters sense it too. Each child brings something to the table. With my four there is a distinct awareness when they are gone. I guess I'll start setting four place settings this week.  Sniff sniff. On the bright side... she is doing awesome at WWU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Owls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2277355282554384637?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2277355282554384637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2277355282554384637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2277355282554384637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2277355282554384637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-send-off.html' title='Another Send-Off'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSZE3a1J2UI/AAAAAAAAGYo/mMALwf0GvDk/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-2459166299638059430</id><published>2011-01-05T12:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T12:19:00.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought You Should Know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSSn02hyvHI/AAAAAAAAGYI/ryuOzvKMxf0/s1600/Snapshot_20110105_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558752366514322546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSSn02hyvHI/AAAAAAAAGYI/ryuOzvKMxf0/s400/Snapshot_20110105_14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              I went Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-2459166299638059430?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/2459166299638059430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=2459166299638059430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2459166299638059430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/2459166299638059430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/thought-you-should-know.html' title='Thought You Should Know...'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSSn02hyvHI/AAAAAAAAGYI/ryuOzvKMxf0/s72-c/Snapshot_20110105_14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-616646409866256976</id><published>2011-01-04T13:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:08:58.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beef, it's what's for dinner... for a LONNNG time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSNhQjAJXZI/AAAAAAAAGYA/kJUp10aq1Xo/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558393302006979986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSNhQjAJXZI/AAAAAAAAGYA/kJUp10aq1Xo/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSNhQZrdMhI/AAAAAAAAGX4/6s_XxUmWbPU/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558393299504280082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSNhQZrdMhI/AAAAAAAAGX4/6s_XxUmWbPU/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 230 lbs of goodness. No hormones, no junk, just good farm raised beef.  We couldn't even get it all in this freezer there is so much.  I am so excited to be on the journey of good food for my family. I have milk from a dairy, eggs from a farm, now beef. All that's left is to find chickens. I am making progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-616646409866256976?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/616646409866256976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=616646409866256976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/616646409866256976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/616646409866256976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/beef-its-whats-for-dinner-for-lonnng.html' title='Beef, it&apos;s what&apos;s for dinner... for a LONNNG time'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSNhQjAJXZI/AAAAAAAAGYA/kJUp10aq1Xo/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-5357705644648202490</id><published>2011-01-02T15:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:53:01.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumper and Boys... I mean Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDhhPbzc2I/AAAAAAAAGXw/WNIZ1OCwhWM/s1600/DSC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689901370274658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDhhPbzc2I/AAAAAAAAGXw/WNIZ1OCwhWM/s400/DSC_0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDhguHjI4I/AAAAAAAAGXo/RF7ceaswjuw/s1600/CSC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689892426949506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDhguHjI4I/AAAAAAAAGXo/RF7ceaswjuw/s400/CSC_0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDhgBoqyaI/AAAAAAAAGXg/1frhGljjVsA/s1600/CSC_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689880486267298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDhgBoqyaI/AAAAAAAAGXg/1frhGljjVsA/s400/CSC_0502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls decorate, blog, paint, walk and TALK, play Bunco, and of course, shop. Boys...now they off-road, bike, talk football, do the girls Honey-Do's, work really &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; hard for the girls shopping, decorating and general well being of the family.... and  some boys, some boys make bumpers. At least mine does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband loves his truck. Actually, we all do. It's tough, rugged, and an overall tank. Here in Colorado Landcruisers are as popular as milk and cookies. This man of mine has plans for his 97 Cruiser. New stereo: check. Bumper: in progress. Amazing friend who also has a Cruiser and &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; truck stuff as  much as mine: check.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These men love this truck stuff so much they were in sub zero temperatures, for reals,&lt;strong&gt; Below&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Zero&lt;/strong&gt; this week welding, measuring and installing.  Gotta love determined men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to long life for the Cruiser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-5357705644648202490?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/5357705644648202490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=5357705644648202490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5357705644648202490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/5357705644648202490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/bumper-and-boys-i-mean-men.html' title='Bumper and Boys... I mean Men'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDhhPbzc2I/AAAAAAAAGXw/WNIZ1OCwhWM/s72-c/DSC_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-537059927798500462</id><published>2011-01-02T15:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:30:29.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDeTAhymcI/AAAAAAAAGXY/WeqxjrqYEvQ/s1600/DSC_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557686358315801026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDeTAhymcI/AAAAAAAAGXY/WeqxjrqYEvQ/s400/DSC_0596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Girl Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDeCn-d5HI/AAAAAAAAGXQ/70apHDajVi8/s1600/DSC_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557686076847285362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDeCn-d5HI/AAAAAAAAGXQ/70apHDajVi8/s400/DSC_0583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDeCD0fegI/AAAAAAAAGXI/bUzhnK3FNiY/s1600/DSC_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557686067141769730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDeCD0fegI/AAAAAAAAGXI/bUzhnK3FNiY/s400/DSC_0603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdrEvqCRI/AAAAAAAAGXA/no_zFCd2VTQ/s1600/DSC_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685672252934418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdrEvqCRI/AAAAAAAAGXA/no_zFCd2VTQ/s400/DSC_0564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdqqFhRrI/AAAAAAAAGW4/AeqNP12Kx5M/s1600/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685665096877746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdqqFhRrI/AAAAAAAAGW4/AeqNP12Kx5M/s400/DSC_0519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdqczCCcI/AAAAAAAAGWw/9Y3XhSPRlCU/s1600/DSC_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685661529672130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdqczCCcI/AAAAAAAAGWw/9Y3XhSPRlCU/s400/DSC_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    New Year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdOZA8R9I/AAAAAAAAGWo/GldJOvw8YUo/s1600/DSC_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685179477936082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdOZA8R9I/AAAAAAAAGWo/GldJOvw8YUo/s400/DSC_0600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdOKJDYYI/AAAAAAAAGWg/6gmw-gAcJgU/s1600/DSC_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685175485424002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDdOKJDYYI/AAAAAAAAGWg/6gmw-gAcJgU/s400/DSC_0608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna Bug came Colorado this week in a last minute "Gotta Get Away" trip. We loved having her! It's been a while since we've all seen Jen and the cousins were ready for some fun times. They hiked, laughed, had a LOTR marathon, played in the snow, laughed some more and went to Denver for a night. It was wonderful! I'm so &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; glad she came to our humble abode. Just wishin' she was closer than a 2 hour flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you Jenna!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-537059927798500462?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/537059927798500462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=537059927798500462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/537059927798500462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/537059927798500462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2011/01/cousin-time.html' title='Cousin Time'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TSDeTAhymcI/AAAAAAAAGXY/WeqxjrqYEvQ/s72-c/DSC_0596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-9211363134586136401</id><published>2010-12-31T17:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:24:31.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Hopes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TR5URTX2EOI/AAAAAAAAGWY/ulbTucGODcQ/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556971646456565986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TR5URTX2EOI/AAAAAAAAGWY/ulbTucGODcQ/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2011... so much to hope for, plan on, and strive to accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Bible Study. I want to get involved in a study with other women. I want to be stretched again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Marathon. October 2011 in Denver. Yep. This 43 year young body needs some attention now that school is done. I'm gonna switch my energy and focus to training for the big day in October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Meal Planning. I want to make it one whole calendar year meal planning and cost cutting our food budget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Job. I want to excel more in this area. No clue how just yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Home. I want to see some of our long term goals accomplished. Deck project, new fireplace, new stove. Okay.. maybe just the deck this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Camping. Mt. Rushmore for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Read for pleasure...finally no more text books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Finances. Strive to reach our goals here. College bills, pay off mortgage, you get the idea. Baby Steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Marriage. I want to invest more time doing what I used to do.. plan fun surprises for my husband. He deserves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Children. I want to invest in my kiddos through prayer and words of encouragement in 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has a plan for me this year. Now to watch Him unfold it, put my effort forth and walk by faith daily.  I'm feelin' good about 2011!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-9211363134586136401?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/9211363134586136401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=9211363134586136401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9211363134586136401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/9211363134586136401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-years-hopes.html' title='New Years Hopes!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TR5URTX2EOI/AAAAAAAAGWY/ulbTucGODcQ/s72-c/DSC_0146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-343123015155842147</id><published>2010-12-28T09:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:11:34.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5yIu489I/AAAAAAAAGWA/xjReTnit4vg/s1600/DSC_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555746255071146962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5yIu489I/AAAAAAAAGWA/xjReTnit4vg/s400/DSC_0433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My girls are always hearing me ask for one of their scarves. Not any more! Thank you so much for my own stash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5xxuRl4I/AAAAAAAAGV4/-T1y9uTduy4/s1600/DSC_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555746248894551938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5xxuRl4I/AAAAAAAAGV4/-T1y9uTduy4/s400/DSC_0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And being the year of the scarf.... T got his own fair share too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5aFFwnhI/AAAAAAAAGVw/-MYxpJ6tI7s/s1600/DSC_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555745841776467474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5aFFwnhI/AAAAAAAAGVw/-MYxpJ6tI7s/s400/DSC_0449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becca is privileged to have her own dorm room this spring so we thought she would appreciate a TV for some down time or party time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5N-ilBRI/AAAAAAAAGVo/BnQ0m6qrgLY/s1600/DSC_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555745633859863826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5N-ilBRI/AAAAAAAAGVo/BnQ0m6qrgLY/s400/DSC_0438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T has wanted to get Gabe started on his lifetime tool collection. Our men all work with their hands whether it's cars or building playhouses or honey-do's. We found car tools, hand tools, whatever tools and a chest to get him started. He knows what he's getting for the next 10 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5BtTsLVI/AAAAAAAAGVg/BmHczYHKti0/s1600/DSC_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555745423075585362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5BtTsLVI/AAAAAAAAGVg/BmHczYHKti0/s400/DSC_0457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lina has been asking for a &lt;strong&gt;remote&lt;/strong&gt; with a stereo so she can turn on her Odyssey's at night as well as listen to her ipod. Check. And Boo was ready for her own electric acoustic guitar. She has been using my brother's for two years and now can sing to her hearts content anywhere and everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn41Rku_pI/AAAAAAAAGVY/ng8hzW19Hoo/s1600/DSC_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555745209472450194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn41Rku_pI/AAAAAAAAGVY/ng8hzW19Hoo/s400/DSC_0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This year was marked by change, that's for sure. Kids grown up and parents feeling it. Grown up kids means grown up gifts. No more dolls and games like we used to see. No more model cars and jewelry boxes for little girls. No more screams cause Santa's arrived. When did this happen? I keep asking myself  this and I just can't grab ahold of the time machine. Our children are truly becoming who God intends and created them to be. I feel so blessed to have my children. One day this room will be filled with their children. I think I will be ready to buy dolls and trucks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-343123015155842147?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/343123015155842147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=343123015155842147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/343123015155842147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/343123015155842147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day-2010.html' title='Christmas Day 2010'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRn5yIu489I/AAAAAAAAGWA/xjReTnit4vg/s72-c/DSC_0433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-39766414497746495</id><published>2010-12-25T16:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T18:19:34.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZqiDyPmuI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/8mHB2LPh1Bo/s1600/DSC_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554744323772226274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZqiDyPmuI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/8mHB2LPh1Bo/s400/DSC_0387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZqh_kpe2I/AAAAAAAAGVI/n2r6eRmxsSk/s1600/DSC_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554744322641460066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZqh_kpe2I/AAAAAAAAGVI/n2r6eRmxsSk/s400/DSC_0369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZnf2Ur6jI/AAAAAAAAGVA/V7Ek6gf-D4w/s1600/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554740987263969842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZnf2Ur6jI/AAAAAAAAGVA/V7Ek6gf-D4w/s400/DSC_0335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZnfiVjl2I/AAAAAAAAGU4/6bW6Z-YE7FU/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554740981898909538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZnfiVjl2I/AAAAAAAAGU4/6bW6Z-YE7FU/s400/DSC_0401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZnfX-l2-I/AAAAAAAAGUw/IX2zZ3qMcZw/s1600/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554740979118234594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZnfX-l2-I/AAAAAAAAGUw/IX2zZ3qMcZw/s400/DSC_0314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl2oQj-hI/AAAAAAAAGUo/0pahB83HNFE/s1600/DSC_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554739179602311698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl2oQj-hI/AAAAAAAAGUo/0pahB83HNFE/s400/DSC_0382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl2QofxRI/AAAAAAAAGUg/l9_8svR0i-4/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554739173260248338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl2QofxRI/AAAAAAAAGUg/l9_8svR0i-4/s400/DSC_0331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl2C1b35I/AAAAAAAAGUY/evq0zAu_sPs/s1600/DSC_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554739169556422546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl2C1b35I/AAAAAAAAGUY/evq0zAu_sPs/s400/DSC_0350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl1sy0YjI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/VAuWGKTnXRQ/s1600/DSC_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554739163639865906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl1sy0YjI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/VAuWGKTnXRQ/s400/DSC_0346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl1USuPLI/AAAAAAAAGUI/XdMsTeEBAzE/s1600/DSC_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554739157062794418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZl1USuPLI/AAAAAAAAGUI/XdMsTeEBAzE/s400/DSC_0305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Christmas is different. All the kids are old enough to wait for the &lt;em&gt;Opening of the Gifts&lt;/em&gt;, take time out of our warm, joy filled day, and serve others less fortunate than us. We were looking for a way to do what Christ did and really, asks us to do as well... serve. Our sweet friends told us of an opportunity to help out with a breakfast for the homeless this morning and we were all over it.  The weather was splendid. We helped make and serve breakfast, talked and visited with folks and spent time together as a family. It was a time for us to remember that no matter where you are in life, God cares. He makes a way where there seems to be no way. This ministry is a combination of various churches coming together. Each week a group of folks come together to provide food and other needs like clothes. .. not just on Christmas. God is using a random bunch of people to provide practically and opens doors to feed them spiritually. How cool is that? People give their time and resources to make a difference in other peoples lives. Isn't that the call of us all? Being the hands and feet of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-39766414497746495?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/39766414497746495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=39766414497746495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/39766414497746495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/39766414497746495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2010/12/serving-together.html' title='Serving Together'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRZqiDyPmuI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/8mHB2LPh1Bo/s72-c/DSC_0387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-3949124975794002038</id><published>2010-12-24T23:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:16:10.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRVtzzXMPPI/AAAAAAAAGTs/F_r3MArzDmw/s1600/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554466452159610098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRVtzzXMPPI/AAAAAAAAGTs/F_r3MArzDmw/s400/DSC_0140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRVtzlmh7sI/AAAAAAAAGTk/EundTiIwnsU/s1600/CSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554466448465850050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRVtzlmh7sI/AAAAAAAAGTk/EundTiIwnsU/s400/CSC_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRVtzaCvsTI/AAAAAAAAGTc/EY4gjSjHOxA/s1600/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554466445362966834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRVtzaCvsTI/AAAAAAAAGTc/EY4gjSjHOxA/s400/DSC_0288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Jammies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-3949124975794002038?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/3949124975794002038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=3949124975794002038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3949124975794002038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/3949124975794002038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve-2010.html' title='Christmas Eve 2010'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRVtzzXMPPI/AAAAAAAAGTs/F_r3MArzDmw/s72-c/DSC_0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6004259385465157564</id><published>2010-12-22T11:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:17:31.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado wishes you a Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRIj-A_MBLI/AAAAAAAAGTU/VLdzFThcCTs/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553540838825133234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRIj-A_MBLI/AAAAAAAAGTU/VLdzFThcCTs/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRIj9kSVEHI/AAAAAAAAGTM/_SwE2l_Tzc8/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553540831120789618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRIj9kSVEHI/AAAAAAAAGTM/_SwE2l_Tzc8/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove by this and was amazed! There's a manger scene out front, Santa on the roof, the words Merry Christmas on the roof and lights every where! Just beautiful! Good Job Colorado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6004259385465157564?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6004259385465157564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6004259385465157564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6004259385465157564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6004259385465157564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2010/12/colorado-wishes-you-merry-christmas.html' title='Colorado wishes you a Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TRIj-A_MBLI/AAAAAAAAGTU/VLdzFThcCTs/s72-c/DSC_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-1799752063905019483</id><published>2010-12-20T11:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:35:11.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Done. Finished. Complete. Wa Hoooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-AnxFJfYI/AAAAAAAAGTE/mXGqxpRjUi8/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552798286249295234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-AnxFJfYI/AAAAAAAAGTE/mXGqxpRjUi8/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did it. I am officially a Regis University Alumni.  It has been a long time a comin' and a big check off my List. Best part is my family was there to support me through the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-ASahUs7I/AAAAAAAAGS8/ptKuthIEnoo/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552797919416202162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-ASahUs7I/AAAAAAAAGS8/ptKuthIEnoo/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My folks made it in as well to celebrate with all if us. Another great blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-AR41fB1I/AAAAAAAAGS0/Za-ZovuesjM/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552797910373959506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-AR41fB1I/AAAAAAAAGS0/Za-ZovuesjM/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking with all the other graduates was very surreal. I did my best to keep it together when they played Pomp and Circumstance. There are two songs that make me cry &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; time. It's quite pitiful, really.  That one and the wedding march, "Here comes the Bride".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-ARkfojgI/AAAAAAAAGSs/34-UgzEhc8Q/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552797904913600002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-ARkfojgI/AAAAAAAAGSs/34-UgzEhc8Q/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My biggest fan during this journey is my sweet man. He did all he could to make sure my education was a priority. He cooked, was a taxi driver when I needed to study, PAID for my schooling. Okay, that one alone is huge! I am so thankful for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-ARbwd0tI/AAAAAAAAGSk/qHEzLr7sUjk/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552797902568280786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-ARbwd0tI/AAAAAAAAGSk/qHEzLr7sUjk/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a joy to have my parents finally see their daughter graduate. They knew this was important to me and they were there to celebrate with me. Twenty-five years ago I graduated from high school. That graduation was no where as wonderful as this one. They were there then and they were here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-AQ1IhRyI/AAAAAAAAGSc/SUttt5IDNSA/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552797892200187682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-AQ1IhRyI/AAAAAAAAGSc/SUttt5IDNSA/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my kiddos! They all made it in! I am&lt;em&gt; sooo&lt;/em&gt; happy to have them all here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This chapter has come to a close. I love learning and hope to pursue my Masters one day. But for now, I will bask in knowing I'm finished. I accomplished what I set out to do. Now it's time to watch, encourage, and sometimes push my children to do the same thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's mercy and grace has been with me through this journey and to Him and Him alone I give my life and service.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new day has dawned.... let the adventure begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-1799752063905019483?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/1799752063905019483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=1799752063905019483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1799752063905019483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/1799752063905019483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2010/12/done-finished-complete-wa-hoooo.html' title='Done. Finished. Complete. Wa Hoooo!'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQ-AnxFJfYI/AAAAAAAAGTE/mXGqxpRjUi8/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1660807618566235798.post-6752741312799504585</id><published>2010-12-18T11:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T11:27:59.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Dinner Courtesy of Momma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfWD6hByI/AAAAAAAAGSU/Wc3c1ji1aEg/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058010741835554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfWD6hByI/AAAAAAAAGSU/Wc3c1ji1aEg/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfV1ypk4I/AAAAAAAAGSM/2qpABHtVyiE/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058006950744962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfV1ypk4I/AAAAAAAAGSM/2qpABHtVyiE/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfVlqkVCI/AAAAAAAAGSE/-Dja3MSyFDc/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058002621879330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfVlqkVCI/AAAAAAAAGSE/-Dja3MSyFDc/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfVbqcyBI/AAAAAAAAGR8/L_RxBt4HmiA/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552057999937030162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfVbqcyBI/AAAAAAAAGR8/L_RxBt4HmiA/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQze3nDMPAI/AAAAAAAAGR0/_txLQL5GUC8/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552057487597517826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQze3nDMPAI/AAAAAAAAGR0/_txLQL5GUC8/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQze3Sik4eI/AAAAAAAAGRs/giEiau8wQk8/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552057482092012002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQze3Sik4eI/AAAAAAAAGRs/giEiau8wQk8/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQze3BJGLDI/AAAAAAAAGRk/I7JNBwnhVQI/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552057477421739058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQze3BJGLDI/AAAAAAAAGRk/I7JNBwnhVQI/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzejJs-O_I/AAAAAAAAGRc/Miqctgs8jsM/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552057136122313714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzejJs-O_I/AAAAAAAAGRc/Miqctgs8jsM/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom cooked and cooked and cooked yesterday. She fixed us a big country dinner with all the fixins; fried chicken, fried apples, green beans, fresh peaches, and Joanna brought her amazing fried corn. It was our one opportunity to have everyone together for dinner before Christmas.  We all ate and ate! Now the mess, it was HUGE afterwards. It's not like my kitchen is made for such cookin'. Note to self: &lt;em&gt;Remember NOT to make fried chicken again in this house. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; good! I love my momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1660807618566235798-6752741312799504585?l=tunajones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/feeds/6752741312799504585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1660807618566235798&amp;postID=6752741312799504585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6752741312799504585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1660807618566235798/posts/default/6752741312799504585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tunajones.blogspot.com/2010/12/country-dinner-courtesy-of-momma.html' title='Country Dinner Courtesy of Momma'/><author><name>Spike and Tuna Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234069960758915992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/S6y5Rl9kj7I/AAAAAAAAFFU/duGvY1qjz5A/S220/DSC_0009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKEaaSH9oUY/TQzfWD6hByI/AAAAAAAAGSU/Wc3c1ji1aEg/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
