<?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-36910989</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:52:02.732-04:00</updated><category term='I love...'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><category term='Bahamas'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='God'/><title type='text'>Me</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts - words - pictures - etc.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-9002951103903642077</id><published>2008-07-25T07:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:46:11.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so far I've had a pretty busy summer. We started by going to Ireland for 10 days and then we came back to Hungary to help out with the Summer camp here. My main job during the camp it to take pictures, but I was also an English teacher for 2 week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the pictures from camp :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-camp-week-1.html"&gt;Week One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-camp-week-2.html"&gt;Week Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-camp-week-3.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-camp-week-4.html"&gt;Week Four&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/blondie.html"&gt;And this....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-9002951103903642077?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/9002951103903642077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=9002951103903642077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/9002951103903642077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/9002951103903642077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-4254743118907230478</id><published>2008-04-18T06:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T06:11:17.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><title type='text'>Brother &amp; Sister - taking a break from school :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhyP7yAFRI/AAAAAAAABbw/43dnYbKatLc/s1600-h/Me+and+Danny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhyP7yAFRI/AAAAAAAABbw/43dnYbKatLc/s320/Me+and+Danny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190524188615513362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhzTLyAFTI/AAAAAAAABcA/2nvotQVUmcQ/s1600-h/Me+and+Danny+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhzTLyAFTI/AAAAAAAABcA/2nvotQVUmcQ/s320/Me+and+Danny+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190525343961716018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhzJLyAFSI/AAAAAAAABb4/e8VYQ6Fhuy4/s1600-h/Me+and+Danny+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhzJLyAFSI/AAAAAAAABb4/e8VYQ6Fhuy4/s320/Me+and+Danny+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190525172163024162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhzabyAFUI/AAAAAAAABcI/O7PT2P1Aa2g/s1600-h/Danny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhzabyAFUI/AAAAAAAABcI/O7PT2P1Aa2g/s320/Danny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190525468515767618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-4254743118907230478?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/4254743118907230478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=4254743118907230478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4254743118907230478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4254743118907230478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/04/brother-sister-taking-break-from-school.html' title='Brother &amp; Sister - taking a break from school :)'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhyP7yAFRI/AAAAAAAABbw/43dnYbKatLc/s72-c/Me+and+Danny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-7755944118294182549</id><published>2008-04-18T05:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T05:09:00.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><title type='text'>Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkVbyAFKI/AAAAAAAABa4/IubQlTzY3Ww/s1600-h/Me+and+Ruthy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkVbyAFKI/AAAAAAAABa4/IubQlTzY3Ww/s320/Me+and+Ruthy+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190508889942004898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkY7yAFLI/AAAAAAAABbA/zASDn0D3CpI/s1600-h/Me+and+Ruthy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkY7yAFLI/AAAAAAAABbA/zASDn0D3CpI/s320/Me+and+Ruthy+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190508950071547058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkdbyAFMI/AAAAAAAABbI/G5ObDt7XlrM/s1600-h/Me+and+Ruthy+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkdbyAFMI/AAAAAAAABbI/G5ObDt7XlrM/s320/Me+and+Ruthy+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190509027380958402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkiLyAFNI/AAAAAAAABbQ/F4-WKOVctqE/s1600-h/Me+and+Ruthy+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkiLyAFNI/AAAAAAAABbQ/F4-WKOVctqE/s320/Me+and+Ruthy+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190509108985337042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkuryAFOI/AAAAAAAABbY/ls6-iBse7TE/s1600-h/Me+and+Ruthy+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkuryAFOI/AAAAAAAABbY/ls6-iBse7TE/s320/Me+and+Ruthy+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190509323733701858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-7755944118294182549?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/7755944118294182549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=7755944118294182549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/7755944118294182549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/7755944118294182549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun.html' title='Fun'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAhkVbyAFKI/AAAAAAAABa4/IubQlTzY3Ww/s72-c/Me+and+Ruthy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-4918683294083358600</id><published>2008-04-14T03:35:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T03:27:24.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><title type='text'>Sunday School &amp; Cotton Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For the past few Sundays, I've gone into Budapest with some of the BI students to help teach Sunday school at a church there. For the first 3 weeks I was helping out with the 2 &amp;amp; 3 year olds, but last week I went and helped Amanda and Andrea with the 4 &amp;amp; 5's. They were so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMynryAFJI/AAAAAAAABac/1Gu7WNLem7k/s1600-h/Fishing+Poles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMynryAFJI/AAAAAAAABac/1Gu7WNLem7k/s320/Fishing+Poles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189046853009675410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Our story had to do with fish/fishing, so we made them fishing poles and some fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They loved them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMyaLyAFII/AAAAAAAABaU/vNJ-7rHAca4/s1600-h/Fish+and+Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMyaLyAFII/AAAAAAAABaU/vNJ-7rHAca4/s320/Fish+and+Kids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189046621081441410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMv5byAFHI/AAAAAAAABaM/ydyLInRqsEs/s1600-h/Fishy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMv5byAFHI/AAAAAAAABaM/ydyLInRqsEs/s320/Fishy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189043859417470066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Amanda and I also made this fish for them to hold when they were answering questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It was so cute to watch them make the fish "swim" from person to person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMvQryAFFI/AAAAAAAABZ8/_GxmPfms_bI/s1600-h/More+Fishies!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMvQryAFFI/AAAAAAAABZ8/_GxmPfms_bI/s320/More+Fishies!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189043159337800786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- All of their fishing poles -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMtFryAFEI/AAAAAAAABZ0/fqNxd_Kymbc/s1600-h/Drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMtFryAFEI/AAAAAAAABZ0/fqNxd_Kymbc/s320/Drawing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189040771335984194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMi9byAFDI/AAAAAAAABZs/Vc49RO5KxWc/s1600-h/Hands+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMi9byAFDI/AAAAAAAABZs/Vc49RO5KxWc/s320/Hands+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189029634485785650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMcg7yAFCI/AAAAAAAABZk/QU9HKfUOVwU/s1600-h/Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMcg7yAFCI/AAAAAAAABZk/QU9HKfUOVwU/s320/Hands.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189022547789747234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMZYLyAFBI/AAAAAAAABZc/X5RcEWElEKo/s1600-h/Coloring+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMZYLyAFBI/AAAAAAAABZc/X5RcEWElEKo/s320/Coloring+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189019098931008530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cotton Candy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After Sunday school Stephen, Salo, Jared, Amanda and I decided to get subs and go for a picnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After we ate, we got some cotton candy... It was so much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMYxryAFAI/AAAAAAAABZU/fg3TktIpD10/s1600-h/Amanda...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMYxryAFAI/AAAAAAAABZU/fg3TktIpD10/s320/Amanda...jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189018437506044930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Deciding which flavors we wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMXCbyAE_I/AAAAAAAABZM/sW62s9Zby-s/s1600-h/Making+the+cotton+candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMXCbyAE_I/AAAAAAAABZM/sW62s9Zby-s/s320/Making+the+cotton+candy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189016526245598194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stephen and Salo waiting for our Pineapple cotton candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMVIryAE-I/AAAAAAAABZE/BuwtzfLk8kw/s1600-h/Yum!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMVIryAE-I/AAAAAAAABZE/BuwtzfLk8kw/s320/Yum!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189014434596525026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Our crazy huge cotton candy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/36910989-4918683294083358600?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/4918683294083358600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=4918683294083358600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4918683294083358600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4918683294083358600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-school-cotton-candy.html' title='Sunday School &amp; Cotton Candy'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/SAMynryAFJI/AAAAAAAABac/1Gu7WNLem7k/s72-c/Fishing+Poles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-4520564457174947882</id><published>2008-04-04T17:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:31:09.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R_aeEN6syPI/AAAAAAAABYc/LtYPEn2WvuY/s1600-h/Fire+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R_aeEN6syPI/AAAAAAAABYc/LtYPEn2WvuY/s320/Fire+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185505816256235762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see more picture from our camp fire, go &lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-tell-you-how-much-fun-i-had.html"&gt;here&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/36910989-4520564457174947882?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/4520564457174947882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=4520564457174947882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4520564457174947882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4520564457174947882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-see-more-picture-from-our-camp-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R_aeEN6syPI/AAAAAAAABYc/LtYPEn2WvuY/s72-c/Fire+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1222422422686566033</id><published>2008-04-04T11:50:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:05:53.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Something Different. Something New.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R_ZRD96syHI/AAAAAAAABXc/gARB2-Bwlbo/s1600-h/hot_dog_buns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R_ZRD96syHI/AAAAAAAABXc/gARB2-Bwlbo/s320/hot_dog_buns.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185421149565929586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tonight we're having some friends over to have a camp fire in our back yard. We'll have hotdogs, french fries and a few other snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My mom sent Danny down to the store this afternoon to see if he could find any good bread for the hot dogs - Hot dog buns are nonexistent in Hungary. He, sadly, came home empty handed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Here's where I come in... about every other week or so I make bread or rolls (always using your recipe Alli, it's still my favorite!) And my mom figured that I could use that to make hot dog buns if I made them a bit long-ish and not so round like a normal bun.  So I did, and they came out almost perfect. I say almost only because they don't look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; like normal hot dog buns, but they're close enough and they taste good. So hey, as far as I'm concerned, they're fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I never thought that I'd ever be making hot dog buns, of all things! It's just something that, in the States, you would normally never ever think twice about. You just go to the store and buy some. But to me, this was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1222422422686566033?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1222422422686566033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1222422422686566033&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1222422422686566033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1222422422686566033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/04/something-different-something-new.html' title='Something Different. Something New.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R_ZRD96syHI/AAAAAAAABXc/gARB2-Bwlbo/s72-c/hot_dog_buns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-4358619147324273642</id><published>2008-03-29T15:53:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:31:04.694-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Too many options</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay, here's what's up... On Thursday I finally found fabric for the inside of the two bags I made. Now all I have to do is finish the outside of the second one, and then sew the fabric onto the inside of both of them. My only problem is that I can't decide which design I want on front of the second bag. So, if you would be so kind as to lend me your brain for a few minutes, I would love your help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6fRN6syGI/AAAAAAAABXU/RFHLjDhS10Q/s1600-h/Beads+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6fRN6syGI/AAAAAAAABXU/RFHLjDhS10Q/s320/Beads+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183255339292477538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;See what I mean? I have too many options. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;But anyway... moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6ewd6syDI/AAAAAAAABW8/T70U7Z7tFV0/s1600-h/Bag+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6ewd6syDI/AAAAAAAABW8/T70U7Z7tFV0/s320/Bag+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183254776651761714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So there's this one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6el96syCI/AAAAAAAABW0/aBYFXLgsX-o/s1600-h/Bag+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6el96syCI/AAAAAAAABW0/aBYFXLgsX-o/s320/Bag+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183254596263135266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Or this one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6eZN6syBI/AAAAAAAABWs/HwmH9e4gCOQ/s1600-h/Bag+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6eZN6syBI/AAAAAAAABWs/HwmH9e4gCOQ/s320/Bag+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183254377219803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Or this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Please, leave a comment and let me know what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/36910989-4358619147324273642?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/4358619147324273642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=4358619147324273642&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4358619147324273642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4358619147324273642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-many-options.html' title='Too many options'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R-6fRN6syGI/AAAAAAAABXU/RFHLjDhS10Q/s72-c/Beads+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-6009223839856854582</id><published>2008-03-26T17:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:28:35.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I Need You (Show Me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Ver***a;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is something that I wrote a few months ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Open my eyes, help me to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;through these tears that fall, so carelessly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know You're there, so please &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;won't You show me that You're listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I won't be humble, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then show me humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Break my pride,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;come inside of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I won't come willingly, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then show me You're willing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gently whispering;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're waiting, patiently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Open my eyes, please, help me to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;through these tears that fall, so carelessly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know You're there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so please, won't You show me?                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just show me that You're listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I run and hide, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then show me that You see me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Crumbling these walls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I made to protect me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I fall, when I'm feeling so strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;show me that You'll hold me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Safely in your arms, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is where I'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Open my eyes, help me to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;through all of these tears that are falling, so carelessly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and I know You're there, so please &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;won't you show me You're listening? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've tried to be so perfect, to do it all on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So show me that You can humble me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That I cannot do this alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Show me that I need You here beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lord, show me that you're listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Won't you open my eyes, and help me to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You, through all these tears that are falling, so willingly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know You're there Lord, waiting so patiently &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;for the one who does not deserve to be sought out by your wonderful mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;won't you show me? Lord, come and show me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-6009223839856854582?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/6009223839856854582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=6009223839856854582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/6009223839856854582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/6009223839856854582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-you-show-me.html' title='I Need You (Show Me)'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-8074397861707099082</id><published>2008-03-13T05:37:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T06:54:04.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Does this look like school to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j6XCCM2oI/AAAAAAAABQ8/uwepB1BUPGc/s1600-h/***ny+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j6XCCM2oI/AAAAAAAABQ8/uwepB1BUPGc/s320/***ny+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177163045252422274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;Yeah, I didn't think so either... but it sure is cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j4MyCM2iI/AAAAAAAABQU/_-ZNW8eEiVg/s1600-h/***ny+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j4MyCM2iI/AAAAAAAABQU/_-ZNW8eEiVg/s320/***ny+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177160670135507490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;He's been bouncing this little yellow ball almost all morning trying to see how many times he can do it in a row. I really don't get it, but he seems to enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j34SCM2hI/AAAAAAAABQM/8RY0yqPL2Ds/s1600-h/***ny+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j34SCM2hI/AAAAAAAABQM/8RY0yqPL2Ds/s320/***ny+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177160317948189202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;He finally got it up to 104 times, gave some kind of joyous scream and then announced that he was tired.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j6PSCM2nI/AAAAAAAABQ0/n-RwQVw8HD4/s1600-h/***ny+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j6PSCM2nI/AAAAAAAABQ0/n-RwQVw8HD4/s320/***ny+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177162912108436082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yup. Definitely cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, enough. Back to school! Right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/36910989-8074397861707099082?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/8074397861707099082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=8074397861707099082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/8074397861707099082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/8074397861707099082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/03/does-this-look-like-school-to-you.html' title='Does this look like school to you?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9j6XCCM2oI/AAAAAAAABQ8/uwepB1BUPGc/s72-c/***ny+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-7178507494730020076</id><published>2008-03-07T07:57:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:48:31.891-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>It's finished... finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FAViCM14I/AAAAAAAABK0/JN46UN0MXAg/s1600-h/P1230705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FAViCM14I/AAAAAAAABK0/JN46UN0MXAg/s320/P1230705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174988185482876802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of January I was given several skeins of blue yarn. I figured that I had enough to make a blanket, so that became my new project for the next few week. Almost half way through I decided that I wanted to change something, so I pulled everything out, and start over, that was fun. Around that same time my mom came home from the store one day and surprised me with many many more skeins of this same yarn. I love my mom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9E-KSCM11I/AAAAAAAABKc/wMiUVsZ9ecQ/s1600-h/P1230691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9E-KSCM11I/AAAAAAAABKc/wMiUVsZ9ecQ/s320/P1230691.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174985793186092882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So now, it is finally finished.&lt;br /&gt;The yarn is a blend of wool and acrylic, and it's nice and warm. We all love it. Everyone wanted it to go in their room, so for now I just put it downstairs on the couch. Actually, I'm curled up in it right now as I type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FCACCM17I/AAAAAAAABLM/gZRDDai_Jr4/s1600-h/P1230714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FCACCM17I/AAAAAAAABLM/gZRDDai_Jr4/s320/P1230714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174990015138944946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is all that's left of my wonderful stash of this blue stuff. Before I made the blanket the yarn filled up that whole space. And I still have all that left! - It kinda reminds me of a yarn store every time I look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom wants another blanket... so I guess that'll be my next project. Blue Blanket #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just glad the first one is done. So I wanted to share that with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I still haven't been able to find the right fabric for the two bags I was making. So they're still sitting, up in my room, on my couch, waiting to be finished... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FG4yCM1_I/AAAAAAAABLs/iTK15lJUMZg/s1600-h/P1230735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FG4yCM1_I/AAAAAAAABLs/iTK15lJUMZg/s320/P1230735.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174995388143032306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FG5iCM2AI/AAAAAAAABL0/OkmZOqIKQmQ/s1600-h/P1230736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FG5iCM2AI/AAAAAAAABL0/OkmZOqIKQmQ/s320/P1230736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174995401027934210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-7178507494730020076?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/7178507494730020076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=7178507494730020076&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/7178507494730020076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/7178507494730020076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-finished-finally.html' title='It&apos;s finished... finally'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R9FAViCM14I/AAAAAAAABK0/JN46UN0MXAg/s72-c/P1230705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-5935632336729295614</id><published>2008-02-26T15:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:08:49.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>So, I was wondering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Which is correct, "I am a terrible procrastinator" or "I am a wonderful procrastinator"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it they both really do mean the same thing. But which one truly is grammatically correct? Are neither of them correct? Or is it simply just personal preference? And if so which is more common? - I guess you hardly ever hear the second one being used, so that answers that question. But still, why would anyone say "I am a terrible procrastinator"? It just doesn't make any sense. And what kind of word is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;procrastinate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; anyway? Who came up with that? I know this is just one example, and a very poor one at that, but it is my belief that the English language it completely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I think now is a good time to announce that I do procrastinate... from time to time... when I feel the need to... or if it seems like a good thing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-5935632336729295614?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/5935632336729295614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=5935632336729295614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5935632336729295614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5935632336729295614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-was-wondering.html' title='So, I was wondering.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-5109713650192482333</id><published>2008-02-20T03:48:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T04:24:59.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Addictive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7vpvdtcHmI/AAAAAAAABH0/dWT5kEZQDWk/s1600-h/Blue+Candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7vpvdtcHmI/AAAAAAAABH0/dWT5kEZQDWk/s320/Blue+Candy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168981998976114274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So, how could this one little blue candy effect you if you were to pop it into your mouth? Well, it would automatically make you crave more. That's all you need, just one. And you're hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard people compare them to Peanut M&amp;amp;M's, however, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;strongly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;disagree. I truly despise Peanut M&amp;amp;M's (weird I know), but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;these. They don't really have a name. But the brand name is Big Ben, so we just call them Big Bens. And they're great. You really can't eat just one, or 2, or 15. If you eat one you're bound to end up eating a handful. The sad thing is though, they don't have them in the States... I don't know what I'm gonna do when we leave Hungary. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7vp8NtcHnI/AAAAAAAABH8/EKXPPX5qjqg/s1600-h/Big+Bens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7vp8NtcHnI/AAAAAAAABH8/EKXPPX5qjqg/s320/Big+Bens.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168982218019446386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- I've never eaten a whole bag, not all at once anyway. The most I've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;eaten at one time was half a bag, well, actually I've done that more than once... Becky and I like eating them while we're watching movies. So yeah, needless to say, I've eaten a lot of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-5109713650192482333?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/5109713650192482333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=5109713650192482333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5109713650192482333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5109713650192482333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/02/addictive.html' title='Addictive?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7vpvdtcHmI/AAAAAAAABH0/dWT5kEZQDWk/s72-c/Blue+Candy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-5239736906020235614</id><published>2008-02-19T04:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T04:15:14.945-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7qbbNtcHlI/AAAAAAAABHs/UqzmKm0DVpU/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7qbbNtcHlI/AAAAAAAABHs/UqzmKm0DVpU/s320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168614414200086098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119:33-40 ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me, O LORD, to follow your decrees; &lt;br /&gt;then I will keep them to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me understanding, and I will keep your law &lt;br /&gt;and obey it with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct me in the path of your commands, &lt;br /&gt;for there I find delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn my heart toward your statutes &lt;br /&gt;and not toward selfish gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn my eyes away from worthless things; &lt;br /&gt;preserve my life according to your word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill your promise to your servant, &lt;br /&gt;so that you may be feared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away the disgrace I dread, &lt;br /&gt;for your laws are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I long for your precepts! &lt;br /&gt;Preserve my life in your righteousness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-5239736906020235614?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/5239736906020235614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=5239736906020235614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5239736906020235614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5239736906020235614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunset.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7qbbNtcHlI/AAAAAAAABHs/UqzmKm0DVpU/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1397581226937274188</id><published>2008-02-13T13:14:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:53:03.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><title type='text'>Miss Erica Lynn... and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7LENdtcHiI/AAAAAAAABHU/qqYxBhpkg-g/s1600-h/Me+and+Erica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7LENdtcHiI/AAAAAAAABHU/qqYxBhpkg-g/s320/Me+and+Erica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166407458139938338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I'm Erica. &lt;br /&gt;I've known Hannah for about, lets see, like 3 years? i think. &lt;br /&gt;I met her at our youth group's winter retreat &lt;br /&gt;I totally was dying for an Oh Henry bar. And well, she was working in the snack barn and I totally bought one from her. And thats when I met her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, some time after that she started coming to youth group with one of the many many many Jens from the ALC and I knew I knew her from somewhere but just couldnt remember where.&lt;br /&gt;And then I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I scared her just pointing at her and saying, you're the girl from the snack barn! . &lt;br /&gt;But hey its all good. &lt;br /&gt;She's the best in the world and everyone should know her&lt;br /&gt;She's so pretty and helpful&lt;br /&gt;She's been there for me all the time, always telling me what I need to hear. even though she knows its not what I want to hear. &lt;br /&gt;She does it because she loves me &lt;br /&gt;And I love her too. &lt;br /&gt;I miss her more than life itself &lt;br /&gt;we have so many jokes together (massimo!)&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;love you Hannah!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see youuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijd_6ljVlck&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijd_6ljVlck&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who? Yeah, it's me [Hannah]. I Bet you thought you'd gotten rid of me for a little while. No, sorry, I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;And now it's my turn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so since Erica already told you about how we met and stuff, I'll skip over all that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oh, and no... you didn't scare me with all of your pointing and saying "you're the girl from the snack barn." I was actually glad that someone knew me and that you wanted to hang out with me. - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica truly has been one of the most wonderful friends I've ever had. &lt;br /&gt;She's sweet, and funny, and beautiful. She has such an awesome personality, and when you're around her, you can't help but be happy and have fun. She's always been there for me, even when she could've easily been upset with me and left me in the dust, she was right there with me helping me get back up. She's always there if I just need someone to talk to, and she encourages me in my walk with God. (Erica, remember... our new mini youth group? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun together while I lived in the Bahamas, so many jokes were told, lessons learned, memories made, etc. &lt;br /&gt;And we've continued to stay close and have fun even though I'm in Hungary. &lt;br /&gt;We e-mail each other everyday (yesterday we e-mail each other about 88 times... we were trying for 100 but didn't quite make it), we still act as if we're gonna see each other every week, and we still pray for and encourage one another. &lt;br /&gt;And... she even takes pictures every week at youth group and then sends them to me! &lt;br /&gt;That has helped so much with missing home, it's almost like I get to go to youth group again. And now I even look forward to waking up on Saturday mornings because I know that I have youth group pics waiting for me in my inbox. :)&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she greatest? I love her SO much! &lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you get to meet her someday, and then you'll see just why I love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on for hours about things she and I have done, or even just telling you about her.&lt;br /&gt;But since we've already put so much into this one post I'll stop for now... and maybe, if she wants to, I'll have her come back sometime and we'll find something else to write about that'll occupy another little chunk of your time. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1397581226937274188?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1397581226937274188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1397581226937274188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1397581226937274188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1397581226937274188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/02/those-nights-skillet-lyrics.html' title='Miss Erica Lynn... and me.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R7LENdtcHiI/AAAAAAAABHU/qqYxBhpkg-g/s72-c/Me+and+Erica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-3780944456660253202</id><published>2008-02-08T06:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:12:08.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6xAfO4T-iI/AAAAAAAABFg/E6TxoZR-rqk/s1600-h/Umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6xAfO4T-iI/AAAAAAAABFg/E6TxoZR-rqk/s320/Umbrella.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164573778001525282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday was a lovely rainy day. - I love it when it rains. It's my favorite type of weather (and yeah, I think thunderstorms are awesome.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, it's cold outside, the wind is blowing, and it's raining. Perfect weather for taking pictures right? Well, &lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008/02/rainy-day-puddles_08.html"&gt;I thought so...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I really enjoyed it. &lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html"&gt;On my way home&lt;/a&gt; from Hungarian class I walked down a few of the back roads, that I've never been on before. It was a nice walk, it took a little longer than my normal walk home, but it was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-3780944456660253202?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/3780944456660253202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=3780944456660253202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3780944456660253202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3780944456660253202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/02/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6xAfO4T-iI/AAAAAAAABFg/E6TxoZR-rqk/s72-c/Umbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-6909081261167576928</id><published>2008-02-07T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T06:26:44.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Hungarian Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6tece4T-SI/AAAAAAAABDc/_AQRVm1wltU/s1600-h/Hungarian+Class+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6tece4T-SI/AAAAAAAABDc/_AQRVm1wltU/s320/Hungarian+Class+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164325241129007394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lately in Hungarian we've been learning about suffixes.&lt;br /&gt;- We've covered the suffixes that you add to make a word plural.  In Hungarian you pluralize adjectives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; they come after the noun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We've learned how to conjugate verbs. There are at least 11 different ways to do this. And then there are what we call the "Ick Verbs" or irregular verbs that do not follow the regular rules of conjugation and have their own set of rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Next we learned the suffix that you add to show that a word is the direct object in the sentence. This, for the most part, is actually pretty simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(if you're confused at this point, and are about ready to forget about the Hungarian language for the rest of your life, keep reading, it gets better...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Then last week we learned that there are suffixes that that you add to a word to add a preposition to that word.  Here's an example. In English we might say, Into the store. In Hungarian it would look like this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A boltba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. The word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bolt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; means store, and you add the suffix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to show that you are going into the the store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hungarians really seem to love adding suffixes as often as possible. You can start out with a simple 4 letter word and by the time you've added all the suffixes it's a 17 letter word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It all makes sense when you're talking in Hungarian, but when you're thinking and talking in Hungarian/English and trying to sort things out it gets confusing sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6tlH-4T-XI/AAAAAAAABEE/NVZixHdr6K0/s1600-h/Hungarian+Class+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6tlH-4T-XI/AAAAAAAABEE/NVZixHdr6K0/s320/Hungarian+Class+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164332585523083634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This week, we learned how to tell time.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually very entertaining when you think about it, and that's exactly what you have to do, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;In English if you wanted to know what time it was I would say "It's 12:14"&lt;br /&gt;In Hungarian... we would say "It's one minute until 45 minutes until 1 o'clock" (I'm not even going to try and type that out in actual Hungarian)&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the simple way of saying it " tizenket ora tizennegy perc." Which literally means "11:14" (even though it's 12:14, we still say that it's 11.)&lt;br /&gt;The way our teacher explained it was that even though it's 12 we've passed 12 and are now in the 11th hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; confusing at first, but once you start wrapping your head around it, and it starts to click then it can be really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Still very confusing at times, but I'm learning... slowly, and it is fun.&lt;br /&gt;And the more we learn, the more we're able to laugh at our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6trS-4T-bI/AAAAAAAABEk/_5trfNSkQ_s/s1600-h/Hungarian+Class+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6trS-4T-bI/AAAAAAAABEk/_5trfNSkQ_s/s320/Hungarian+Class+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164339371571411378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(anybody wanna guess what any of this means?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week our teacher was having us translate Hungarian sentences into English, and then English into Hungarian. We were each supposed to take a sentence and then translate it.&lt;br /&gt;It ended up that one of us would start translating, then get stuck, and the rest of us would help out. By the end of the lesson we were pretty much just going through the sentences and each of us was translating one word. So we made a joke that now we can finally go and talk to a Hungarian as long as we're all together so that we can help each other out.-- And yes, even when we're all being totally serious, it does sometimes take all 6 of us to translate one sentence. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;I'm still laughing at the fact that I randomly decided to pull out my camera in the middle of class and start snapping away, and my teacher didn't mind. So I turned Hungarian class into a mini photo-shoot. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-6909081261167576928?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/6909081261167576928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=6909081261167576928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/6909081261167576928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/6909081261167576928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/02/hungarian-class.html' title='Hungarian Class'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6tece4T-SI/AAAAAAAABDc/_AQRVm1wltU/s72-c/Hungarian+Class+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-3833771661236577212</id><published>2008-02-01T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:31:32.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What did I do this moring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6MjJu4T-AI/AAAAAAAABBM/lSJrnYdpYCs/s1600-h/Whoopie+Pies+1+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6MjJu4T-AI/AAAAAAAABBM/lSJrnYdpYCs/s320/Whoopie+Pies+1+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162008248006735874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see. I woke up, took a shower, and ate a quick breakfast. Then I started making &lt;a href="http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoopie-pies.html"&gt;whoopie pies&lt;/a&gt; (I also made some &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Bacon-Wrapped-Hotdogs/Detail.aspx"&gt;bacon and brown-sugar wrapped hotdog&lt;/a&gt; bites) for our party tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6MjZu4T-BI/AAAAAAAABBU/BhfyiGpS0tk/s1600-h/Whoopie+Pies+2+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6MjZu4T-BI/AAAAAAAABBU/BhfyiGpS0tk/s320/Whoopie+Pies+2+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162008522884642834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I was going to make the whoopie pies bite sized - I know, I know, you can't really tell from the pictures that they're little. But they are! I promise. - And I really like them this way. I love the way the "Mini Whoopie Pies" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Mjsu4T-CI/AAAAAAAABBc/MbBl-JzBSqo/s1600-h/Whoopie+Pies+3+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Mjsu4T-CI/AAAAAAAABBc/MbBl-JzBSqo/s320/Whoopie+Pies+3+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162008849302157346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is the second time I've made them this month, I made them 2 weeks ago and everyone loved them. So, I made them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Mj--4T-DI/AAAAAAAABBk/cKhTbcRSQ1w/s1600-h/Whoopie+Pies+4+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Mj--4T-DI/AAAAAAAABBk/cKhTbcRSQ1w/s320/Whoopie+Pies+4+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162009162834769970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all I made 139 of them, I don't think I've ever made quite this many before, but I am used to making lots of 'em. Whenever I make them I usually end up making them for a large crowd. &lt;br /&gt;Lunch came and went, and I was still pulling baking sheets out of the oven, I was so glad when I finally got to sit down and start frosting them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Mzpu4T-EI/AAAAAAAABBs/C8n5Otv_9kI/s1600-h/Whoopie+Pies+5+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Mzpu4T-EI/AAAAAAAABBs/C8n5Otv_9kI/s320/Whoopie+Pies+5+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162026389948594242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been frosting them for about an hour, when I ran out of frosting. I had about half of them finished though, so I figured that I'd just wait till tomorrow to make another batch of frosting and then I'd finish filling them. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was fun. And all the people who are coming &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them, so I'm glad that I could make them for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-3833771661236577212?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/3833771661236577212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=3833771661236577212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3833771661236577212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3833771661236577212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-did-i-do-this-moring.html' title='What did I do this moring?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6MjJu4T-AI/AAAAAAAABBM/lSJrnYdpYCs/s72-c/Whoopie+Pies+1+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-3854201402145322299</id><published>2008-01-30T06:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:45:46.488-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>And this would be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6BlOO4T9-I/AAAAAAAABA8/vRXIqrOQjs8/s1600-h/Rice+Sock+4+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6BlOO4T9-I/AAAAAAAABA8/vRXIqrOQjs8/s320/Rice+Sock+4+.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161236468153448418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This would be the rice sock I made for myself a few weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Usually you sew a bag , fill it with rice, and then all you have to do is pop it in the microwave for a few minutes, and it stays warm for up to an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; I decided to crochet a little pocket for mine. I know, I just had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to find some way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to be different didn't I? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before Christmas break we went to the Christmas Market in Budapest and I picked up some very nice wool yarn for an equally nice price. The first thing I did with it was start to make a bag, I almost have it finished... actually it would be finished... but I hit a little bump when I realized that I don't have any fabric (that matches the yarn) to line the inside of the bag with. So, I decided that while I wait for the next trip to someplace where I can buy fabric, I'd make myself a new rice sock. And this was the result. It is a bit smaller than a normal one, but I still like it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Bgtu4T97I/AAAAAAAABAk/mxe9j0Giu_4/s1600-h/Rice+sock+1+.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6Bgtu4T97I/AAAAAAAABAk/mxe9j0Giu_4/s320/Rice+sock+1+.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161231511761188786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They are very easy to make, and they stay warm for a pretty good amount of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If you want to know how to make one for yourself you can find the instructions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jkmassonfrance.blogspot.com/2006/11/operation-warm-toes.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bizzyhousemommy.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-thing-we-love.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After I finished this, I started making another bag. So now I really need to find myself some fabric. Anybody want to take a trip into Budapest with me?&lt;/span&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/36910989-3854201402145322299?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/3854201402145322299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=3854201402145322299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3854201402145322299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3854201402145322299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-this-would-be.html' title='And this would be?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R6BlOO4T9-I/AAAAAAAABA8/vRXIqrOQjs8/s72-c/Rice+Sock+4+.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-55743311377887468</id><published>2008-01-29T05:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:02:10.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So the other day I was reading the post on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://notalocal.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Christina's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; about nicknames, and it got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What nicknames do I really have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has always called me Hannah Banana ever since before I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;And then there's a small handful of people who call me Hannah Strawberry (I love it) :)&lt;br /&gt;Then people started doing the - Hannah [insert-name-of-any-random-fruit-here] - thing. But thankfully that didn't really stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really I think that's pretty much it.*&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a whole lot you can do with the name Hannah, and no one has really been been able to find a nickname that really stuck, or that everyone uses.&lt;br /&gt;So, plain old Hannah it is. And I think plain old Hannah is what it will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how bout you? Do any of you have funky nicknames that I don't know about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I guess there is one more. My wonderful twin calls me Blue Eyes sometimes... I bet y'all can't guess why. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-55743311377887468?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/55743311377887468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=55743311377887468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/55743311377887468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/55743311377887468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/01/hannah-who.html' title='Hannah who?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-5833147299827223486</id><published>2008-01-25T04:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T07:50:18.368-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Look who it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's me, I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So much has happened since the last time I wrote something on here. I can't believe I let 2 months go by without posting anything (*scolds herself*.) But I am working on that, I've made a goal to post at least twice a month, if not more, and to write long[er] posts. Which shouldn't be too hard since a lot of my, um, "recent" posts have only been a paragraph or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over &lt;a href="http://rothsblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html"&gt;Christmas break&lt;/a&gt; my family and I went to Romania with some friends of ours. We came home the first week of January and still had some "free time" before we all had to start school again. Danny and I started school a week after we got home, which I didn't mind because then I had something to take up some more time in my day and I didn't feel like I was laying around the house all day, but I don't think Danny really wanted to go back to doing school. He likes having all that free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was nice to have mom and dad home with us for a little while, but with them at home it didn't really seem like we were doing school, and we would sometimes get distracted by them being there because we're not used to it anymore. Soon though they had to go back to school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their first week back to school was, for me, their best week yet. Their guest teacher was &lt;a href="http://longviewhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pastor Ed Hart&lt;/a&gt;, he and his wife Faith are very good friends of our family, and he is a wonderful teacher. So, Danny and I went up there every morning with them and sat in on his classes. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; it, it was fun to be up at the school with everyone for a little while and I love listening to P. Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went through Philippians while he was here, and I got 16 pages of notes from all of his teachings. I'm not going to share all 16 pages of notes and what I thought about them, but I do want to share some of the things that I really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- In Philippians 1:3-4, Paul says "I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P. Ed talked about how, every time we think of people, do we always thank God for them and pray for them with joy? And what about the people who we don't really get along with? We should be praying for one another, and thanking God for one another. He talked about how, if we pray for someone, even if it's someone who bugs us, we will start to love them. He encouraged us all to pray Phil. 1:9-11 for each-other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think one of my favorite things that he talked about was praying scripture. I guess I always knew that you could do it, but never really gave much thought to it before. He said that when we pray scripture, we're really just praying God's words back to him. He had us all take 2 minutes to pray Psalm 23, I don't think any of us really got past the first verse or two. It's amazing what you can pray with just a few verses, and praying scripture also helps you stay focused ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In verses 27 and 28 of chapter 1 it talks about living lives worthy of the gospel, and not being frightened by those who oppose you. P. Ed talked about how living a life worthy of the gospel was simply living  according to the truth that we profess to believe. And how, if we are truly living a Christ-like life the world will hate us. Then he said that we all know that we should hate the things that God hates right? So why then are so many christians involved in the things that God hates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ephesian 5:11 says; "Have nothing to do with the fruitless deeds of darkness, rather expose them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the world has set this standard of "normal", and christians are accepting it and we're even letting it seep into our lives. We start becoming dull to certain sins, and even out right ignore them because they become "normal." We don't want to stand out and be different because it's uncomfortable. But we're supposed to expose the darkness to the light, not blend in with it, only showing our light when it's convenient  for us. God never said that being a christian would be easy, even Jesus was persecuted - and he was God. I really doubt that people thought of Jesus as normal. He even came into the world, to the people he loved, knowing that they were going to kill him. He knew that he was not going to be accepted by everyone, he knew that they would try to trip him up whenever they could, and he knew that in the end they were going to hang him on the cross. And yet he still came. If the God of the universe was willing to humble himself for our sake, then shouldn't we be willing to sacrifice our selfish desire of normalcy for Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the little things that we compromise in order for us to feel a little less different so that the world doesn't hate us as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We should be willing to lay them all down, in a heartbeat, we should be willing to lay down everything that our flesh wants. And be willing to be fearless for the One who saved us. If the world hates you, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so what&lt;/span&gt;? We're not trying to please them or be like them. Our main goal should be to live like Christ, to live a life worthy of the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose" - Jim Elliot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-5833147299827223486?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/5833147299827223486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=5833147299827223486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5833147299827223486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5833147299827223486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2008/01/look-who-it-is.html' title='Look who it is...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1562908774535508703</id><published>2007-11-30T15:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:59:34.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a bit "frosty" lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R1BURRjItlI/AAAAAAAAA2I/HsloMVXwOsY/s1600-R/P1180713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138699830575019602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R1BURRjItlI/AAAAAAAAA2I/tVmi8088RfM/s320/P1180713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days it's been kinda foggy, and there has been a layer of frost all over everything. It's all gone now, but it was really neat while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;- more pictures &lt;a href="http://merothphotography.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/36910989-1562908774535508703?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1562908774535508703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1562908774535508703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1562908774535508703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1562908774535508703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-bit-frosty-lately_30.html' title='It&apos;s been a bit &quot;frosty&quot; lately...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R1BURRjItlI/AAAAAAAAA2I/tVmi8088RfM/s72-c/P1180713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-427739819385905051</id><published>2007-10-27T04:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T05:32:37.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>US</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RyME56ChoFI/AAAAAAAAAug/y5NrLUPyFv0/s1600-h/P1170846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RyME56ChoFI/AAAAAAAAAug/y5NrLUPyFv0/s320/P1170846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125946193756659794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-427739819385905051?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/427739819385905051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=427739819385905051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/427739819385905051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/427739819385905051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/10/us.html' title='US'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RyME56ChoFI/AAAAAAAAAug/y5NrLUPyFv0/s72-c/P1170846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-328460631888761581</id><published>2007-10-26T04:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T07:34:33.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RyMTeqChoGI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xxzpMMbnQyE/s1600-h/P1170882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RyMTeqChoGI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xxzpMMbnQyE/s320/P1170882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125962218279641186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Miss Rebecca Lynn James! - (also sometimes known as Becky, Becca, or Rebecca-Becca-Becky-Boo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today you are in for a treat. Not only do you get to listen to me (he he, and I know you all just love listening to me talk :P) but also you get to listen to and learn all about, my most wonderful friend, Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's see, Becky is (in a nut shell)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the sweetest people I have ever met. And I think I would definitely go crazy missing my friends if I didn't have her here to talk to and keep me sane. She's a *little bit* (only a little bit) shy, but once she gets to know you, well... she's not afraid to be her cute, funny, slightly crazy, beautiful, totally-fun-to-hang-out-with self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's lots of fun to talk to, so if you don't know her, then you definitely should get to know her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I {meaning Becky}just stole the computer 'cause Hannah is being way too nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Hannah is awesome too...she will definitely be one of my brides maids someday hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;Um...so about me...humm-de-dumm... singing and playing piano are two of my most favorite things to do...other than hanging with my people(Hannah, her brother and Jared, Chas,  and Rachel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, sorry all you "sporty" people, I don't...DO NOT play any sports at all(or climb over gates...OR climb trees)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hannah again] she doesn't play any sports, and we mean ANY sports. But we still love her anyway though, and we're working on the gate and tree phobia thing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;{Becky} So yeah, you all might be wondering how the heck I got here, so I'm gonna tell you if you like it or not...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah we (my family and I) moved here around New Years in '93, two weeks before I turned 1 year old, so yeah, i have lived here all my life...and I absolutely adore it here. My dad is the director of the Bible school and the assistant director of the whole sha-bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hey, me again] Becky's mind just went blank, so I thought I'd take the time to say HI! and Goodbye, I think that's all I have to say about this subject for now. So, till next time. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;{Becky's back} I know what you're thinking, and yes, she really can be like that sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I hope I get to meet you all someday, I know you must be awesome. Hannah talks about you all quite a bit, I know she loves you all and misses you, but don't worry she is in good hands...I think ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, till next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a totally funky day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-328460631888761581?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/328460631888761581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=328460631888761581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/328460631888761581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/328460631888761581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/10/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RyMTeqChoGI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xxzpMMbnQyE/s72-c/P1170882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-4840088827782013806</id><published>2007-10-19T06:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T06:19:01.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it's October already, and that we've been here for almost three months! Where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's been almost a month since my last post.... don't worry, I am still here, I promise. And I am going to try and post something within the next few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and miss you VERY much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-4840088827782013806?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/4840088827782013806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=4840088827782013806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4840088827782013806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4840088827782013806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my.html' title='Oh my...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1146382587551226403</id><published>2007-09-23T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:37:30.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today, September 23, is my little bro's  birthday. &lt;br /&gt;Let me see, how old is he now? Hmmm... oh yeah, he's twelve. And he won't let us forget it! Last night on our way home from the castle he "reminded" Becky and I (about 15 times) that he was going to be twelve tomorrow :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures and some, uhhh, quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RvaSveXiSQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/FR5c2zJ7oxg/s1600-h/P1110079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RvaSveXiSQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/FR5c2zJ7oxg/s320/P1110079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113435771229063426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "He's my own personal Google!" - referring to our dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "oh, I know what he's gonna do. He's gonna burry her in the telescope when she dies!" - He said this after watching the scene in A Walk To Remember where he gives her the telescope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Wait! Rewind it, I didn't see it! I'm gonna rewind it... Beckyyyy, where's the rewind button?" - He did this *almost* every time we watched a movie last week, he always missed something, and wanted to go back and watch it at least twice.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RvaaUeXiSRI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gaLyj3WFYR0/s1600-h/SafeRedirect-1.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RvaaUeXiSRI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gaLyj3WFYR0/s320/SafeRedirect-1.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113444103465617682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "I can't ride in his car, I'm accident prone" ~"well it's not like you're going to be driving it"~ "Oh... true!" - a funny conversation between my brother and my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Yes, mommaaayyyyy"* - Okay, maybe this isn't really that funny...  I guess you just had to be there. But it makes us laugh :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say? He definitely enjoys life! &lt;br /&gt;If any of you have any funny quotes you want me to add, just leave me a comment and let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This one's for you my RebeccaBeccaBeckyBoo... he he&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1146382587551226403?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1146382587551226403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1146382587551226403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1146382587551226403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1146382587551226403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RvaSveXiSQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/FR5c2zJ7oxg/s72-c/P1110079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-3499975225769737493</id><published>2007-08-25T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T08:44:51.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>After the rain</title><content type='html'>I decided to post these pictures because I figured there just might be some poor person out there who can't sleep at night because they're wondering what a dirt road in Hungary looks like after a rain storm suddenly comes up out of no where :)... Or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures I took one moring after a very hard rain, now our road is very... um... bumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgS9BffUI/AAAAAAAAAit nc/FbGnylib6FU/s1600-h/P1150879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgS9BffUI/AAAAAAAAAic/FbGnylib6FU/s320/P1150879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102613887801326914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgTtBffVI/AAAAAAAAAik/ukfl4jQrNVA/s1600-h/P1150880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgTtBffVI/AAAAAAAAAik/ukfl4jQrNVA/s320/P1150880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102613900686228818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgU9BffXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ucu-grTUZ_U/s1600-h/P1150882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgU9BffXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ucu-grTUZ_U/s320/P1150882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102613922161065330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgVtBffYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/lBp6zUI8Sys/s1600-h/P1150884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgVtBffYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/lBp6zUI8Sys/s320/P1150884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102613935045967234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-3499975225769737493?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/3499975225769737493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=3499975225769737493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3499975225769737493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3499975225769737493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-rain.html' title='After the rain'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RtAgS9BffUI/AAAAAAAAAic/FbGnylib6FU/s72-c/P1150879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-2318571676178970024</id><published>2007-08-07T07:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T06:26:02.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our street.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhZVBiW7XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aMb41_Jfggw/s1600-h/P1150150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhZVBiW7XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aMb41_Jfggw/s320/P1150150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095921196094385522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking down the left side of our street...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhZshiW7YI/AAAAAAAAAM4/amReTUoT5Rc/s1600-h/P1150151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhZshiW7YI/AAAAAAAAAM4/amReTUoT5Rc/s320/P1150151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095921599821311362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.... And looking up the right side. The tan house on the left side of the picture is Becky's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhaWxiW7ZI/AAAAAAAAANA/-h3ZJYnH66U/s1600-h/P1150152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhaWxiW7ZI/AAAAAAAAANA/-h3ZJYnH66U/s320/P1150152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095922325670784402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The house that is in front of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhaxxiW7aI/AAAAAAAAANI/xk7QVp_2v9I/s1600-h/P1150156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhaxxiW7aI/AAAAAAAAANI/xk7QVp_2v9I/s320/P1150156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095922789527252386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our House :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhbqhiW7bI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zPKDIaOCJmI/s1600-h/P1150135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhbqhiW7bI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zPKDIaOCJmI/s320/P1150135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095923764484828594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A beautiful sunset out the back window in my room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope you like the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-2318571676178970024?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/2318571676178970024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=2318571676178970024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2318571676178970024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2318571676178970024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-street.html' title='Our street.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RrhZVBiW7XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aMb41_Jfggw/s72-c/P1150150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-3210456414287754928</id><published>2007-07-27T20:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T05:24:08.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon</title><content type='html'>Well many things have happened in the past 2 months... and once we get to Hungary and things settle down a little bit, I will tell you about everything. But for now here is a quick "update".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon:&lt;br /&gt;In less than 4 days I will be in Hungary... and I will finally meet Becky, my new best friend to be... I have several best friends all over the world (how many people can say that? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda soon: &lt;br /&gt;Next week at this time we will have been in our new house for several days... and we can finally empty our luggage that we've been carrying around for the past few months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less-than-a-month soon:&lt;br /&gt;By August 28th we will have been in Hungary for almost a month, and we should be settled in nicely by then... and... August 28th also happens to be my birthday :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-3210456414287754928?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/3210456414287754928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=3210456414287754928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3210456414287754928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3210456414287754928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/07/soon.html' title='Soon'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-7301857724177172960</id><published>2007-07-06T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T10:02:31.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look it's Shelbi and T.  :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Ro7_STjZrjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/cTRvXGmTMwA/s1600-h/vbs+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Ro7_STjZrjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/cTRvXGmTMwA/s320/vbs+142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084281719299354162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-7301857724177172960?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/7301857724177172960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=7301857724177172960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/7301857724177172960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/7301857724177172960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Look it&apos;s Shelbi and T.  :P'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Ro7_STjZrjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/cTRvXGmTMwA/s72-c/vbs+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-401777226175993842</id><published>2007-06-19T13:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T05:23:38.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Prejudice Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/EgEq6NcIIeI' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/EgEq6NcIIeI'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if you push play and it starts to skip then push pause and let it load for a minute. -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-401777226175993842?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/401777226175993842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=401777226175993842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/401777226175993842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/401777226175993842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/06/pride-and-prejudice-music-video.html' title='Pride and Prejudice Music Video'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-9101088410391946354</id><published>2007-06-11T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T05:28:57.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><title type='text'>Me; just thinking</title><content type='html'>**Sigh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~what's wrong?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home, I miss all of the people there and my family there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~well aren't you excited to be going to Hungary?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! of course I am... but it's hard to leave a place where you grew up and so many people you love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I know... but you will get to see them all again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, in two years... wow I can't believe I wont see them, or be home for at least two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~yeah, I think it'll go faster than you think. And don't you think that Hungary will become home?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... maybe. Well I don't know, I mean yeah I know it'll become "home"  meaning that that is where we live and sure I'll find people there who I love and who love me too, but I don't think that it'll be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I know it wont be the same but we'll still have a good time, and who knows maybe it will become home even though it doesn't feel like it could.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah I know we'll have fun... I'm not saying that I'm going to die, it's just hard to leave. Yeah maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I know how you feel, I miss it too! but for now we can't go home... so let's just try and be happy where we are Okay?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always have to be so happy all the time, really would it kill you to be even slightly sad sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I don't know, I'm the "Happy Hannah" part of you, so can  I be sad?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... I guess not, cause if you became sad then I might have some serious problems and be really depressed all the time, and I don't know if people would like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~yeah exactly, so lighten up!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks... I'll try :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To all the people in the Bahamas.... I miss you A LOT and I love you all so much! -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-9101088410391946354?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/9101088410391946354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=9101088410391946354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/9101088410391946354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/9101088410391946354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/06/me-just-thinking.html' title='Me; just thinking'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-2754345128549430758</id><published>2007-05-18T11:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:34:49.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><title type='text'>Me and Rowan at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every Thursday afternoon for the past year I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; to Allison Sands house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've folded laundry, peeled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vegetables&lt;/span&gt; (almost every week. I love it.), played with Rowan so mommy could make dinner and of course sometimes we just hang out. Yesterday was one of my last Thursdays with them before we leave to go to Hungary so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to the beach! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rowan loved the water (and the sand!)... and mommy and I enjoyed it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3I-pBG83I/AAAAAAAAALA/S6PaJvAX8XE/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065926134349624178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3I-pBG83I/AAAAAAAAALA/S6PaJvAX8XE/s400/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3I-5BG84I/AAAAAAAAALI/iyuvIkSxFFk/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3I_pBG85I/AAAAAAAAALQ/eeMyyDdjRlY/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065926151529493394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3I_pBG85I/AAAAAAAAALQ/eeMyyDdjRlY/s400/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making funny faces :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3I_5BG86I/AAAAAAAAALY/fYDI_ZHVXIA/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3JA5BG87I/AAAAAAAAALg/h7GYQxW_TDU/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065926173004329906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3JA5BG87I/AAAAAAAAALg/h7GYQxW_TDU/s400/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3G65BG8zI/AAAAAAAAAKg/kPUYFOUzjX4/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3G7JBG80I/AAAAAAAAAKo/epPfVQusOTo/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065923875196826434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3G7JBG80I/AAAAAAAAAKo/epPfVQusOTo/s400/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chillin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3G7pBG81I/AAAAAAAAAKw/e0ScdmAzDnY/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065923883786761042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3G7pBG81I/AAAAAAAAAKw/e0ScdmAzDnY/s400/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3G8JBG82I/AAAAAAAAAK4/021V89Pfp0U/s1600-h/Rowan+&amp;+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065923892376695650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3G8JBG82I/AAAAAAAAAK4/021V89Pfp0U/s400/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our favorite! ~ such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;handsome&lt;/span&gt; little face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065926916033672130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3JsJBG88I/AAAAAAAAALo/qQRPwgwZhVo/s400/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Does that sand taste good??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm really going to miss spending &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursdays&lt;/span&gt; with two of my most favorite people, Alli and Rowan.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-2754345128549430758?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/2754345128549430758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=2754345128549430758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2754345128549430758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2754345128549430758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/05/me-and-rowan-at-beach.html' title='Me and Rowan at the Beach'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3I-pBG83I/AAAAAAAAALA/S6PaJvAX8XE/s72-c/Rowan+%26+Hannah+Beach+Day+May+-+15+-+2007+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-5108608943054052723</id><published>2007-05-18T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T11:23:05.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3D_JBG8tI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9-BHbPMdAcE/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065920645381419730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3D_JBG8tI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9-BHbPMdAcE/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3D_pBG8uI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/o2-ol6bAoI8/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065920653971354338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3D_pBG8uI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/o2-ol6bAoI8/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3D_5BG8vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FobquxW-ZoY/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065920658266321650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3D_5BG8vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FobquxW-ZoY/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3EApBG8wI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ge3V2Zeedds/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065920671151223554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3EApBG8wI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ge3V2Zeedds/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3EA5BG8xI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v7qWZR93UKw/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065920675446190866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3EA5BG8xI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v7qWZR93UKw/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/36910989-5108608943054052723?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/5108608943054052723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=5108608943054052723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5108608943054052723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5108608943054052723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/05/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3D_JBG8tI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9-BHbPMdAcE/s72-c/May+-+15+-+2007+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-8354094038353514624</id><published>2007-05-18T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T05:22:48.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Pictures from the past week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3AzJBG8oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rcXSL2pMsVM/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065917140688106114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3AzJBG8oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rcXSL2pMsVM/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3Az5BG8pI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yf5oW4Ti0SM/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3A0ZBG8qI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oRF2GvM_03w/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065917162162942626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3A0ZBG8qI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oRF2GvM_03w/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3A05BG8rI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-wAqeZnzTQs/s1600-h/May+-+15+-+2007+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065917170752877234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3A05BG8rI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-wAqeZnzTQs/s400/May+-+15+-+2007+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-8354094038353514624?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/8354094038353514624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=8354094038353514624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/8354094038353514624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/8354094038353514624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/05/pictures-from-past-week.html' title='Pictures from the past week'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rk3AzJBG8oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rcXSL2pMsVM/s72-c/May+-+15+-+2007+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-5306578614592345766</id><published>2007-05-14T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T17:35:54.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RkjVSjtv95I/AAAAAAAAAJA/J-RotgDJBTA/s1600-h/forget-me-nots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064532295779612562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RkjVSjtv95I/AAAAAAAAAJA/J-RotgDJBTA/s400/forget-me-nots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-5306578614592345766?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/5306578614592345766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=5306578614592345766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5306578614592345766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5306578614592345766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RkjVSjtv95I/AAAAAAAAAJA/J-RotgDJBTA/s72-c/forget-me-nots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1629484541917605731</id><published>2007-04-18T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:28:32.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is part of something I'm writing... I just don't know when I'm going to finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... You've always been here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;listening to my quite whispers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whispers&lt;/span&gt; of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and no matter what I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're always willing to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm speechless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and can't find the right words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You always know exactly what I want to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll post the rest of it whenever I finish it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me know what you think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1629484541917605731?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1629484541917605731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1629484541917605731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1629484541917605731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1629484541917605731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening.html' title='Listening'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1741826392357864215</id><published>2007-03-28T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T10:56:00.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Whoopie Pies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rgp0otWUoPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ifuaZbfWyp0/s1600-h/WhoopiePies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046974575138873586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rgp0otWUoPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ifuaZbfWyp0/s320/WhoopiePies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay here is the Whoopie Pie recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoopie Pies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stir together: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 c. boiling water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 c. cocoa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 t. vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mix and let cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cream: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 c. sugar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1/2 c. shortening &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till fluffy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Add: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 c. sour milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 1/2 c. flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 t. baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 t. baking powder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beat well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Add cocoa mix and mix well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;drop onto cookie sheet and bake at 350 for 7 min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream Filling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 egg whites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 1/2 c. shortening &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3c. 10x sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 T. Milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 t. Vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Add cream filling to cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1741826392357864215?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1741826392357864215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1741826392357864215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1741826392357864215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1741826392357864215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoopie-pies.html' title='Whoopie Pies'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rgp0otWUoPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ifuaZbfWyp0/s72-c/WhoopiePies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1280616111247979986</id><published>2007-03-21T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T05:31:07.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Wednesday: Surfers Beach Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had so much fun out in Eleuthera, It was very beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved this beach... I probably took about 50 picutres there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's truly amazing what God does! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC2vuZ5RI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XhVjdzuD6lo/s1600-h/Picture+384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044386565923136786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC2vuZ5RI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XhVjdzuD6lo/s320/Picture+384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC3PuZ5SI/AAAAAAAAAH4/f8a-B_jjAro/s1600-h/Picture+388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044386574513071394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC3PuZ5SI/AAAAAAAAAH4/f8a-B_jjAro/s320/Picture+388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC3fuZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SzP1USGaV6U/s1600-h/Picture+396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044386578808038706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC3fuZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SzP1USGaV6U/s320/Picture+396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC3vuZ5UI/AAAAAAAAAII/l4p1qNZtZkg/s1600-h/Picture+404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044386583103006018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC3vuZ5UI/AAAAAAAAAII/l4p1qNZtZkg/s320/Picture+404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC4PuZ5VI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZdKqlHUQrnk/s1600-h/Picture+412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044386591692940626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC4PuZ5VI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZdKqlHUQrnk/s320/Picture+412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1280616111247979986?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1280616111247979986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1280616111247979986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1280616111247979986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1280616111247979986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/wednesday-surfers-beach-day-2_21.html' title='Wednesday: Surfers Beach Day 2'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFC2vuZ5RI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XhVjdzuD6lo/s72-c/Picture+384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-2855958516702821448</id><published>2007-03-21T10:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:30:35.636-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Wednesday: Surfers Beach Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAnPuZ5MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KOTk1Z3HCCM/s1600-h/Picture+319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044384100611908802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAnPuZ5MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KOTk1Z3HCCM/s320/Picture+319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAnvuZ5NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DY0Eu424Xnw/s1600-h/Picture+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044384109201843410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAnvuZ5NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DY0Eu424Xnw/s320/Picture+352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAn_uZ5OI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ix33o--Rtzs/s1600-h/Picture+373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044384113496810722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAn_uZ5OI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ix33o--Rtzs/s320/Picture+373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cleopatra?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAoPuZ5PI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QyGStpwhXiQ/s1600-h/Picture+407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044384117791778034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAoPuZ5PI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QyGStpwhXiQ/s320/Picture+407.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044384126381712642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAovuZ5QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/c8iLX7RHKkk/s320/Picture+394.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fun in the sand &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-2855958516702821448?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/2855958516702821448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=2855958516702821448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2855958516702821448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2855958516702821448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/wednesday-surfers-beach-day-2.html' title='Wednesday: Surfers Beach Day 2'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RgFAnPuZ5MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KOTk1Z3HCCM/s72-c/Picture+319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-3234433077958301891</id><published>2007-03-17T10:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:29:59.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Tuesday: Surfers Beach Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv8panjfoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pJurXEXLnKk/s1600-h/Picture+368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042901996221464194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv8panjfoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pJurXEXLnKk/s320/Picture+368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv8qanjfrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TyB9IHgsgWI/s1600-h/Picture+383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042902013401333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv8qanjfrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TyB9IHgsgWI/s320/Picture+383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ummm what's up guys? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-3234433077958301891?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/3234433077958301891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=3234433077958301891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3234433077958301891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3234433077958301891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/tuesday-surfers-beach-day-1.html' title='Tuesday: Surfers Beach Day 1'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv8panjfoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pJurXEXLnKk/s72-c/Picture+368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-5774817727486360677</id><published>2007-03-17T10:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:27:00.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Sunday Night: Whoopie Pies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I slaved over a hot oven for 2 day just to make these Whoopie Pies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for them :P....but it was all worth it in the end. They loved them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I truly enjoyed making them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv4VanjfgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_0YH46pGm1E/s1600-h/Picture+268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042897254577569282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv4VanjfgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_0YH46pGm1E/s320/Picture+268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Girls were sooo happy that I made them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I had made some for them a month ago) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv4V6njfhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Hm9a7vOR63s/s1600-h/Picture+267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042897263167503890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv4V6njfhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Hm9a7vOR63s/s320/Picture+267.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys had them for the first time, and loved them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; -- I'll post the recipe for the Whoopie Pies in a few weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-5774817727486360677?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/5774817727486360677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=5774817727486360677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5774817727486360677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/5774817727486360677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunday-night-whoopi-pies.html' title='Sunday Night: Whoopie Pies!!!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rfv4VanjfgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_0YH46pGm1E/s72-c/Picture+268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-9055098885143458349</id><published>2007-03-12T20:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:25:18.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Sunday: Early Morning Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwsKnjfbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bmDe5Q7B84E/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041199999466306994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwsKnjfbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bmDe5Q7B84E/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwsqnjfcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wCiRDnLfei8/s1600-h/Picture+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041200008056241602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwsqnjfcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wCiRDnLfei8/s320/Picture+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXws6njfdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dJcNr7MwDgI/s1600-h/Picture+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041200012351208914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXws6njfdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dJcNr7MwDgI/s320/Picture+171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwtKnjfeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ExNRTSEq4mI/s1600-h/Picture+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041200016646176226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwtKnjfeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ExNRTSEq4mI/s320/Picture+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwtanjffI/AAAAAAAAAE4/n6kGekk8VK4/s1600-h/Picture+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041200020941143538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwtanjffI/AAAAAAAAAE4/n6kGekk8VK4/s320/Picture+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-9055098885143458349?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/9055098885143458349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=9055098885143458349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/9055098885143458349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/9055098885143458349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunday-early-morning-hike.html' title='Sunday: Early Morning Hike'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXwsKnjfbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bmDe5Q7B84E/s72-c/Picture+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-2058472650895585649</id><published>2007-03-12T20:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:24:30.638-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Sunday: Church and The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures from Eleuthera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday: Church and the Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt0qnjfWI/AAAAAAAAADw/QBfeVCrpUWU/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041196846960311650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt0qnjfWI/AAAAAAAAADw/QBfeVCrpUWU/s320/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bay by the Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt06njfXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IVdDA9lT_lw/s1600-h/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041196851255278962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt06njfXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IVdDA9lT_lw/s320/Picture+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Church from behind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt1anjfYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vLNXdI_-EPY/s1600-h/Picture+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041196859845213570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt1anjfYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vLNXdI_-EPY/s320/Picture+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of the front of the Church&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt1qnjfZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SYSSL4--PhY/s1600-h/Picture+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041196864140180882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt1qnjfZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SYSSL4--PhY/s320/Picture+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Building our fire at the Beach! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt16njfaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/opn9Q1I1mQw/s1600-h/Picture+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041196868435148194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt16njfaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/opn9Q1I1mQw/s320/Picture+266.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-2058472650895585649?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/2058472650895585649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=2058472650895585649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2058472650895585649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/2058472650895585649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunday-church-and-beach.html' title='Sunday: Church and The Beach'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RfXt0qnjfWI/AAAAAAAAADw/QBfeVCrpUWU/s72-c/Picture+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-3229651246602479159</id><published>2007-02-20T09:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:23:29.817-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Eleuthera and Spanish Wells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eleuthera, Bahamas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and Spanish Wells) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RdsP5B04v0I/AAAAAAAAACs/mKylzR-13s0/s1600-h/eleuthera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033634480933879618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="259" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RdsP5B04v0I/AAAAAAAAACs/mKylzR-13s0/s400/eleuthera.jpg" width="426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RdsOYh04vzI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fq0OhwV9xao/s1600-h/Eleuthera_Map3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In a few day's I'll be going to these Islands for the second time in my life, the first time was actually almost this time last year, some of us went on vacation. It was very relaxing and fun to just walk along the beach, drive around town and lay on the beach and talk all day. This time I'm going with Patmos, and I'm not going to be laying around on the beach all day...but I'm ok with that because I don't really like laying on the beach all day in the sun...we're going to be working hard most of the time. It's going to be a lot of fun working with the students and getting to know them all a bit better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facts about -Eleuthera-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. It is only 50 miles away from Nassau&lt;br /&gt;2. It is very long and thin, little more than a mile wide in places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. It is 110 miles long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. It has a population of about 8,000 residents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. The name "Eleuthera" is derived from the Greek word for "free" or "freedom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. The major industries are: Fishing, Farming ann Tourism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facts about - Spanish Wells -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. It has a population of about 1,527 residents.&lt;br /&gt;2. It was formerly called St. Georges Cay (pronounced "KEY")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Historically, the island was used as a last stop for Spanish ships returning to Europe,thus the English name of the settlement: Spanish Wells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Many of the people in (and around) Spanish Wells share the surname Pinder.&lt;br /&gt;5. Currently, (2006) Spanish Wells is a center for lobster fishing in the Bahamas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. It is 2.5 miles long and about a half mile wide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RdsM5R04vxI/AAAAAAAAACU/sL-t9KqYg04/s1600-h/eleuthera.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/36910989-3229651246602479159?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/3229651246602479159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=3229651246602479159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3229651246602479159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/3229651246602479159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/02/eleuthera-and-spanish-wells.html' title='Eleuthera and Spanish Wells'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RdsP5B04v0I/AAAAAAAAACs/mKylzR-13s0/s72-c/eleuthera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1914109927796845223</id><published>2007-02-13T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T09:40:20.102-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031130137043189490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="130" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RdIqNB04vvI/AAAAAAAAACA/tsMnT4Xh35I/s320/Rain.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today some of us went to the beach, or rather we tried to go to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we got there it started raining so we had to come back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I love the rain, especially a good thunderstorm. It does rain here but when it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;does it's usually only a short shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's rain was wonderful, it's been raining &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for about 2 hours so far and there was even a little bit of thunder! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the rain is really beautiful, I love the sound of the rain and the thunder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those are some of my favorite sounds. Sometimes when the wind going though &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the palm trees it'll sound like rain, it can be very interesting because sometimes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it really sounds like it's raining . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1914109927796845223?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1914109927796845223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1914109927796845223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1914109927796845223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1914109927796845223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/02/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/RdIqNB04vvI/AAAAAAAAACA/tsMnT4Xh35I/s72-c/Rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1519792298160526989</id><published>2007-01-25T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:53:58.945-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahamas'/><title type='text'>Night Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night starting at about dusk is when the oh so beautiful "Bahamian Symphony" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;starts up. It is made up of the following: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Potcakes - It'll start out as just one or two of them, but after a few minuets all the dogs in the neighborhood are barking. They'll go on an on almost all night long, it's what I fall asleep listing to and if I wake up in the middle of the night they're still going. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Churches - There is a church on every corner here, and 2 or 3 time a week they love to get together during the evening, turn up the sound and sing their hearts' out so everyone can hear them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cars - They drive up and down the street ridiculously fast. Often I'll be nearly asleep and someone will drive by and it wakes me up part way again, thankfully this only happens about 5 times a week. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parties - Bahamians go all out when they have a party, they get a DJ, enough food to feed an army, huge speakers to go with the DJ, and they almost always go into all hours of the night. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Brother - Who seems to talk a lot more after the sun goes down. He comes up with all sorts or ramdom questions that he must have the answer to before tomorrow, because he'll forget his question if I make him wait till the morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All these sounds even though they are a slight annoyance, I love, because they are the sounds of the place where God has me and my family right now, and I love this place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1519792298160526989?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1519792298160526989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1519792298160526989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1519792298160526989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1519792298160526989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-life.html' title='Night Life'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-1075979563630697922</id><published>2007-01-24T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:54:20.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>More pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay here are some of the other pictures I took that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a lot of fun and it was really relaxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;View from the back porch lookign at the lake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd-n6zLeLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tzvk6J5x-Uk/s1600-h/DSCN0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023623133618993330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd-n6zLeLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tzvk6J5x-Uk/s400/DSCN0257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notice everything's still green and it's december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd-oKzLeMI/AAAAAAAAABY/wdW0YfnLMaY/s1600-h/DSCN0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023623137913960642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd-oKzLeMI/AAAAAAAAABY/wdW0YfnLMaY/s400/DSCN0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Blue Bird" on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023623142208927954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd-oazLeNI/AAAAAAAAABg/y1fY2-u0MGg/s400/DSCN0264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Piano in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023623146503895266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd-oqzLeOI/AAAAAAAAABo/7wM1JMKwjv4/s400/DSCN0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-1075979563630697922?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/1075979563630697922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=1075979563630697922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1075979563630697922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/1075979563630697922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd-n6zLeLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tzvk6J5x-Uk/s72-c/DSCN0257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-659509154398620808</id><published>2007-01-24T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:54:34.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Oranges on the Porch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Back! I've had a lot going on since i've been back and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's all been really fun (more deatils later).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well while we were on vacation we were very busy, we were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always going over to someone's house. On the Fri. after Christmas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had some down time for a almost all day and I decided I would take some &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures of some random stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the back porch swing at my Grandparents house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd756zLeII/AAAAAAAAAAs/3-xo-bPfHA0/s1600-h/DSCN0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023620144321755266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd756zLeII/AAAAAAAAAAs/3-xo-bPfHA0/s400/DSCN0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The swing again, with oranges on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd76azLeJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1cv6tFBwor8/s1600-h/DSCN0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023620152911689874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd76azLeJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1cv6tFBwor8/s400/DSCN0353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I really love this one, I like the way the orage and blue look together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd76qzLeKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HRN_WXThUzs/s1600-h/DSCN0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023620157206657186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd76qzLeKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HRN_WXThUzs/s400/DSCN0464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-659509154398620808?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/659509154398620808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=659509154398620808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/659509154398620808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/659509154398620808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2007/01/oranges-on-porch.html' title='Oranges on the Porch'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/Rbd756zLeII/AAAAAAAAAAs/3-xo-bPfHA0/s72-c/DSCN0347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-4140669808008886014</id><published>2006-11-09T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:55:10.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Something God's been teaching me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 139:7-10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Where can I go from you Spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where can I flee from you Presence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8.If I go up to the heavens, you are there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9.If i rise on the wings of the dawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if I settle on the far side of the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. even there your hand will guide me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your right hand will hold me fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the past couple of days God has&lt;br /&gt;been teaching me a lot from these&lt;br /&gt;few verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you know that I want to&lt;br /&gt;be a missionary after I finish school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What some of you may not know is that&lt;br /&gt;I don’t necessarily want to stay in one&lt;br /&gt;country my whole life, but rather after a while&lt;br /&gt;in one place if I feel like God is calling me to&lt;br /&gt;move on to a new place, then I would go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This of course would require me to settle&lt;br /&gt;into one place make it my home and the people&lt;br /&gt;there would become my family. When and if&lt;br /&gt;I feel that God is leading me to go on to a new&lt;br /&gt;place I would have to leave this place and the&lt;br /&gt;people that I have grown to love so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done this twice so far in my life with my family&lt;br /&gt;The first one when I was 7 we moved to Florida.&lt;br /&gt;The second one when I was 11, we moved to the Bahamas.&lt;br /&gt;At first I hated moving from one place to the other especially&lt;br /&gt;With the places being far apart. But God has really taught&lt;br /&gt;me to be content with where ever he has me, and I think&lt;br /&gt;this has sort of fueled me desire to be a missionary.&lt;br /&gt;That and the fact that my Dad is very adventurous and&lt;br /&gt;loves going to new places, and I’m very much like him&lt;br /&gt;in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what God has been teaching me is this.&lt;br /&gt;Even though when I leave one place and move&lt;br /&gt;on to another it might be very hard for me emotionally&lt;br /&gt;to leave this place I love, and all of my earthly friends&lt;br /&gt;He is with me every single minute of the day, no matter&lt;br /&gt;where I go. Sometimes He feels closer than other times,&lt;br /&gt;but just knowing that he will always be right there with me&lt;br /&gt;comforts me and gives me strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A little soemthing about what I wrote yesterday-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you read what I wrote yesterday about being&lt;br /&gt;Blonde I guess you know that sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;when I have nothing else to do I will occasionally&lt;br /&gt;let my imagination run wild and come up with&lt;br /&gt;strange conversations that I could have with myself :P&lt;br /&gt;and what you would get is what I wrote yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-4140669808008886014?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/4140669808008886014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=4140669808008886014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4140669808008886014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/4140669808008886014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-gods-been-teaching-me.html' title='Something God&apos;s been teaching me'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-116301677167019965</id><published>2006-11-08T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T05:26:14.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me. Myself. And Who?'/><title type='text'>Blonde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7363/4134/1600/question%20mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="123" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7363/4134/400/question%20mark.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;I am a person who lives inside Hannah’s head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She and I talk sometimes, but she never lets me&lt;br /&gt;talk to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;So I’ve taken over her Mind and Body, since I’m&lt;br /&gt;new to this and have never had a conversation with&lt;br /&gt;anyone except Hannah, I’m going to start off with a&lt;br /&gt;conversation she and I once had. I hope you enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, you think I’m blonde?*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well…incase you don’t remember,&lt;br /&gt;You have done some pretty blonde things before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh come on, just because I accidentally&lt;br /&gt;misspell a word once or twice, and call&lt;br /&gt;someone by the wrong name doesn’t mean&lt;br /&gt;I’m blonde!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I know, but I’m talking about the other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um………&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok well first, there was the time you and&lt;br /&gt;your mom walked into a bathroom in a hotel&lt;br /&gt;and she said “Oh it’s chilly! It’s chilly willie,&lt;br /&gt;but Willie’s not free.” You didn’t get it and&lt;br /&gt;repeatedly asked her what she meant. After&lt;br /&gt;about the third or fourth time you asked she said&lt;br /&gt;“Free Willie…the movie, you know chilly&lt;br /&gt;willie, Willie’s not free. You’re so blonde.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re forgetting that right after she said&lt;br /&gt;that she couldn’t find the soap dispenser,&lt;br /&gt;gave up looking for it and then looked up&lt;br /&gt;and saw it right beside her. See I’m not&lt;br /&gt;the only one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, so I guess you get it from your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sure I guess you could say she’s blonde&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I’m not trying to prove that you mom is&lt;br /&gt;Blonde, just you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Rolls eyes* well one “story” doesn’t prove&lt;br /&gt;you’re right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was the time that you did&lt;br /&gt;the laundry but didn’t put in any soap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey! You know I couldn’t find any soap&lt;br /&gt;so I assumed there wasn’t any.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mmhm but later someone told you that there was soap.&lt;br /&gt;And it turns out it was on the shelf that was right&lt;br /&gt;in front of you the whole time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You didn’t have to bring that up….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So do you believe me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok well what about the several times last summer&lt;br /&gt;That you mixed up two of your campers,&lt;br /&gt;And they weren’t even the twins, they weren’t&lt;br /&gt;Even retaliated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, but they sort of looked alike…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sure they did. Well do you believe me now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! And I’m tired of arguing about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fine, talk to you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and If you remember and “blonde moments”&lt;br /&gt;Hannah has had please post a comment and let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Incase you haven’t ever noticed Hannah’s hair color is Blonde!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-116301677167019965?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/116301677167019965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=116301677167019965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/116301677167019965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/116301677167019965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2006/11/blonde.html' title='Blonde?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-116233444852553832</id><published>2006-10-31T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T04:38:08.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Clay</title><content type='html'>A simple lump of clay&lt;br /&gt;Sitting, reserved&lt;br /&gt;For only the Artist&lt;br /&gt;So that one day&lt;br /&gt;He would start to shape it&lt;br /&gt;Using it to create something beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had promised it to me,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever He was going to make.&lt;br /&gt;I was excited;&lt;br /&gt;He had always made beautiful things,&lt;br /&gt;And now He was going to make something,&lt;br /&gt;Something for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon He began to use this clay&lt;br /&gt;Making it into…&lt;br /&gt;Well no one really knew&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what He was making&lt;br /&gt;At first it looked flat and smooth&lt;br /&gt;But then later it started to curve...&lt;br /&gt;So I gave up trying to guess what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ask Him what it would be.&lt;br /&gt;He just looked at me, smiled, and said,&lt;br /&gt;"My child, be patient, you will know in time.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you trust me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard for me to wait for Him to finish it;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted so badly to know what it would become.&lt;br /&gt;But I did trust the Artist&lt;br /&gt;And knew He would let me know&lt;br /&gt;What it was when He was ready to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later I decided I would see how it was going.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would just peek in on Him&lt;br /&gt;You know, see what it looked like now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked through the door,&lt;br /&gt;All I found was an empty room&lt;br /&gt;And in the middle, on a stand,&lt;br /&gt;Sat a delicate cup and saucer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so confused as I gazed at it.&lt;br /&gt;As I had expected,&lt;br /&gt;The He had shaped it&lt;br /&gt;And had put it in the kiln,&lt;br /&gt;But it was so plain.&lt;br /&gt;He had not started to glaze it&lt;br /&gt;Or paint it with an intricate design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next two days&lt;br /&gt;I would peek in on the room,&lt;br /&gt;The room in which sat the cup and saucer;&lt;br /&gt;And every day the room was empty&lt;br /&gt;And the pair was as plain as it had always been;&lt;br /&gt;Plain, unglazed and un painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day&lt;br /&gt;I went again to peek on the little cup and saucer,&lt;br /&gt;And again I found it untouched and unpainted.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that the Artist was still in the shop;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Him everyday,&lt;br /&gt;I talked with Him everyday,&lt;br /&gt;But we never talked about the cup and saucer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later that day I went to Him,&lt;br /&gt;I asked Him why he had not painted the pair.&lt;br /&gt;He only looked at me, smiled, and said,&lt;br /&gt;"My Child, you must be patient.&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you and only want to give you my best.&lt;br /&gt;You must learn to trust me. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Him I would try.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could be patient;&lt;br /&gt;For a little while longer anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason,&lt;br /&gt;Later that day,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go and look into the room,&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if He had started to work on it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I found left me feeling upset;&lt;br /&gt;The cup and saucer remained untouched.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that maybe,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I started to paint it,&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe the He would start to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went and gathered the glazes and the brushes,&lt;br /&gt;The ones I though would be correct&lt;br /&gt;For such a beautiful delicate project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I would start with the saucer.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I picked it up,&lt;br /&gt;A part of it chipped.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I should have let the Artist do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later He came in,&lt;br /&gt;My Artist, the one whom I loved so dearly,&lt;br /&gt;The one who had made this delicate gift for me.&lt;br /&gt;I sheepishly told Him the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;When I had finished He said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But, seeing that I was truly sorry,&lt;br /&gt;He picked up the saucer and fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made it look as if I had never chipped it,&lt;br /&gt;And He told me that I should have waited and trusted Him.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that His hands were the only hands&lt;br /&gt;That could touch the pair in this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know how He did it,&lt;br /&gt;But from that day on&lt;br /&gt;I've tried very hard to be content with the things&lt;br /&gt;He does tell me,&lt;br /&gt;And be content waiting for my cup and saucer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;He still hasn't finished it,&lt;br /&gt;But I trust that His hands will take care of it&lt;br /&gt;And turn it into a beautiful creation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-116233444852553832?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/116233444852553832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=116233444852553832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/116233444852553832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/116233444852553832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-life.html' title='Clay'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36910989.post-116232880732127733</id><published>2006-10-31T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T05:24:33.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R0vyNBjItVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/7MLPt12wMwk/s1600-h/Me+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R0vyNBjItVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/7MLPt12wMwk/s320/Me+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137466105514210642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This past summer, I was a counselor at the ALC Summer Day Camp, I helped prepare for and was a part of Jen and Mich’s wedding, and I went on vacation to Florida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Summer Camp-&lt;br /&gt;Summer Day Camp lasted 6 weeks, starting July 6 and ending August 4.&lt;br /&gt;Patrick, Jannicka, and I were the counselors of the Bootstrap Buccaneers.&lt;br /&gt;A group of about 12-20 kids, ages 8-9.&lt;br /&gt;This year the theme was High Seas Adventure, we learned about Pirates what they did in the Bahamas and why they chose Nassau as one of their main ports. We also learned all about how they ran their ships, chose their captain, and came up with their rules and punishments.&lt;br /&gt;We went on several fieldtrips, two of the weeks we went to two of the forts one the island, another week we went to the Pirates Museum, and the last week we went on a boat ride around the harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week we got about half of our kids back from the past week, and the other half were totally new ones. There are definitely advantages to having half new kids and the other half kids, you already know how your kids from the past weeks will act and how it deal with them, what they like and dislike, and so since you already know what half your group is like you only have to figure out the other half. But there are disadvantages to already knowing that half too, since they already know you they either do listen to you or...for some reason think in their little mind that since you know them they are allowed to do whatever they want...and this can become quite a challenge sometimes, especially if one or two of them gets the whole group to start talk during a class, decided to go of in their own little world and do their own thing, things like that were what made it hard sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there were a few hard days, over all summer camp was very fun, it was my second summer of helping out and I can’t wait to do it again next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Wedding-&lt;br /&gt;The week after summer camp, August 6th-12th, was full of wedding preparation. This was so much fun, after six weeks of summer camp if was neat to spend the week immediately following camp getting ready for Jen and Mich’s wedding, it was a week spent relaxing and at the same time getting everything ready for the wedding. The main preparation days would have to have been Thursday, Friday, and any last minute things on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we started getting things together to decorate the church, and then in the evening we had the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we had a brunch at our house and then went to the church to decorate the sanctuary and auditorium, which took up the whole day, that evening we had the rehearsal/ALC/Family Dinner at the Lowe’s house.&lt;br /&gt;And Saturday of course, the day of the wedding, Jen W., Jen A., Susan, Stephanie, my mom and I all went to the church at 6:30am to get ready. The ceremony was wonderful and we all had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night several of us went to Paradise Island to chill Starbucks and Atlantis, and we saw Jen and Mich sometime that night in Starbucks getting dinner and coffee. So we made a “Just Married” sign and went a put it on the back of their car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vacation-&lt;br /&gt;On August 13th the day after the wedding my mom and ***ny left to go to the west coast of Florida to get supplies and see my Aunt and Uncle, their four girls; Joylynn(15), Joslynn(12), Jaclynn(9), and Jadlynn(7), and my Grandpa. My dad and I left for Florida on the 16th...the 16th is also my parents anniversary and the day after Joylynns birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my vacation playing with my cousins, shopping, making a birthday present for my aunt, swimming, reading, and watching TV and Movies.&lt;br /&gt;Monday August 28th was Aunt Jodie and my birthday, my grandpa took Joylynn, ***ny and I out for our birthday breakfasts, and when we got home from that I started to feel sick, but I went with my parents and ***ny to a few stores to go shopping for supplies, by the end of that trip I really wasn’t feeling well and I didn’t have any lunch, so we stopped to rent a movie...at my request...and so the rest of my birthday afternoon I watched The Mummy Returns. That night my Aunt and her family came over for pizza and to hang out, I was feeling a little but better by then and ate one piece of pizza(I ate the rest the next day for breakfast) So that’s how I spent my birthday; partly sick and nothing like what I had planned, but it was good.&lt;br /&gt;We left Florida on the 2nd of September, I was glad to be home after 2 and a half weeks of vacation. We started school the following Monday, I love school so I was ready to start school again and get life back to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36910989-116232880732127733?l=meroth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/feeds/116232880732127733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36910989&amp;postID=116232880732127733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/116232880732127733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36910989/posts/default/116232880732127733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meroth.blogspot.com/2006/10/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00623662757723323074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrQx-I3kiQ/R0vyNBjItVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/7MLPt12wMwk/s72-c/Me+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
