<?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-6040472041291673549</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:27:34.405-06:00</updated><category term='what must our founding fathers be thinking'/><category term='dad'/><category term='Christmas festivities'/><category term='chicks'/><category term='youth camp'/><category term='truck parts and redneck name callers'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='death'/><category term='Forts'/><category term='God&apos;s creation'/><category term='updates'/><category term='here'/><category term='Scribbit'/><category term='cute'/><category term='flubber fun'/><category term='long time no see'/><category term='girls'/><category term='AWANA'/><category term='canning'/><category term='braces'/><category term='decoupage'/><category term='my 3 angels'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='kids'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='goats'/><category term='the depths of God&apos;s love and generosity'/><category term='no water woes'/><category term='weeping'/><category term='who knows who?'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Advent'/><category term='Eagle Watch Nature Trail'/><category term='memory loss'/><category term='monster tag'/><category term='kids. cute'/><category term='winds'/><category term='Branson'/><category term='sleep deprivation and patterns'/><category term='nursing home visit'/><category term='flashlight ahoy'/><category term='proud'/><category term='my parents'/><category term='State Bible Drill'/><category term='church'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='seasons'/><category term='awesome giveaways'/><category term='stewardship'/><category term='Christmas 08'/><category term='love'/><category term='painting'/><category term='soldiers'/><category term='Parade'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='P90X'/><category term='mini-vacation'/><category term='enter to win'/><category term='science experiments'/><category term='Christmas traditions'/><category term='step-moms'/><category term='carnivals'/><category term='political minds that think alike'/><category term='anniversary in the ozarks'/><category term='40/29'/><category term='Little Rock'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='more food LOL'/><category term='4H'/><category term='caring for parents'/><category term='farm life'/><category term='swagbucks'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='dress up'/><category term='deals'/><category term='survey'/><category term='Fashion Revue'/><category term='the sport of fishing'/><category term='caves and more'/><category term='first snow 08'/><category term='Doritos'/><category term='young authors'/><category term='Reading Level Accuracy?  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with family'/><category term='damage'/><category term='thrifty mama'/><category term='fun with friends'/><title type='text'>The Dalrymple School Among Thorns</title><subtitle type='html'>Here is where I get to brag about my beautiful girls and rant about the frustrations of being a homeschooling family, yet exclaim how much we love it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8230251059693392171</id><published>2010-05-10T07:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:27:44.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Mother's day was quite grand and here are the reason's why......&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469616603608199810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-f7UlulMoI/AAAAAAAABtE/4bpM6eJdH_0/s200/100_0721.JPG" /&gt;I love my girlies soooo much!!!!  Thank you, God, for such wonderful blessings in my life!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your mom's day was grand as well!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-8230251059693392171?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8230251059693392171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8230251059693392171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8230251059693392171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8230251059693392171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-f7UlulMoI/AAAAAAAABtE/4bpM6eJdH_0/s72-c/100_0721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8037785377915608479</id><published>2010-05-08T09:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:26:47.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're baaaaaack!</title><content type='html'>Well, we've been absent from the blogosphere for some time now, but we ARE back!  Yes,  my dad passed away on March 25 and I did a short stint as a career mom, but that's not what God created me to do and it was not submissive to my husband's wishes or my family's either.  I'm proud to say I have realigned my priorities and now remember who I was before all the fog settled in.  Meds are a good thing when you have the right ones, but when you are constantly changing....I can't begin to describe the fog that I felt like I was in...the mass confusion and uncertainty, the not knowing who I was was tormenting.  Thank God for GOOD meds!!!!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been re-settling into our family routines slowly.  We finally got to use those season passes to Silver Dollar City that we got for Christmas from my mom and grandma!!!  What fun!  That was the first time my husband and I had been in about 25 years and the first time ever for the girls.  Who knew you couldn't do Silver Dollar City all in one day anymore???  LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our garden planted for the year....corn, okra, squash, zucchini, green beans, lettuce, radishes, onions, cantaloupe, watermelon, tomatoes, green peppers, and my strawberry plants are producing like crazy!!!!  Any ideas to keep the birds off my berries????  Thanks for any input!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....school is almost done and I am trying to focus on what to do for next year...what books, systems to use, etc.  Remmy will be starting high school so I'm worried about that!  EEEKKKKSSS!!!!!  She's excited, though.  Of course, finances are scary now that we are down to 1 income.  We haven't been without any extra supplement in 7 years and I'm worried, but trying to depend on God....it's a learning process! ;o)  Money isn't everything, especially not for us.  As long as we have a roof, clothes, food, one running vehicle....we'll be okay!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more to tell, but I'm going to leave it at that for now.  I'd post pics but on my laptop I don't have a photo editor and the files are too big. :0(  Anybody know of a good FREE photo editor I could download????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is enjoying this FABULOUS weather and their families as much as we are!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-8037785377915608479?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8037785377915608479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8037785377915608479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8037785377915608479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8037785377915608479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-baaaaaack.html' title='We&apos;re baaaaaack!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6077517837560177740</id><published>2010-02-27T21:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T22:00:19.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Here....Part 2</title><content type='html'>Okay, for the whole 2 people who care about this blog, LOL, I am still here and kicking.  Just very busy these days!  New full time job in Fayetteville is exciting and fun, but exhausting, too! :-)  Homeschool keeps the rest of my time filled to the max!  More to come if I can find the time!  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-6077517837560177740?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6077517837560177740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6077517837560177740' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6077517837560177740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6077517837560177740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-herepart-2.html' title='Still Here....Part 2'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4852376554035319566</id><published>2009-06-24T13:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:33:22.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh me, oh my</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to let you know I'm still here.  Life is hectic this time of year and dad is going downhill quicker and quicker.  It's good that I don't have to fit school in right now, because I'm not sure I could!  I hope to post more soon as I have tons of pics from the past month, but won't have any in the near future since my camera DIED.  Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your summers are all going well!  Stay cool if you are in the nasty Arkansas humidity!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-4852376554035319566?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4852376554035319566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=4852376554035319566' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4852376554035319566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4852376554035319566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-me-oh-my.html' title='Oh me, oh my'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-7331508218455846503</id><published>2009-05-20T08:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:57:14.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caring for parents and the cost'/><title type='text'>Disappointing Your Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ugh.  This is NOT the fun part of parenting.  My oldest, the ballerina, was, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the first time&lt;/span&gt;, going to get to attend a very nice ballet summer intensive with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tulsa Ballet &lt;/span&gt;this summer.  We have been working on the plans since before February (since that was when auditions were held and I wanted to try to have plans made before letting her get her hopes up).  We were hoping she could stay with some family that lives MUCH closer to Tulsa than we do.  I just found out that's not going to work out.  So, knowing the hesitation that was becoming obvious, I had thought to myself that I would drive her back and forth every day if worse came to worse.  One problem with that:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;who would take care of my dad each day???&lt;/span&gt;  There is no other family around and my mom&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; has&lt;/span&gt; to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm not sure I can get a full refund of what we've already paid, (in fact, I'm pretty sure I can only get half) but most importantly, how do I tell my child who has been so looking forward to this for nearly 6 months that it's going to fall through at the last moment?   Please pray for answers and/0r her understanding beyond her years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-7331508218455846503?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7331508218455846503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=7331508218455846503' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7331508218455846503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7331508218455846503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/05/disappointing-your-child.html' title='Disappointing Your Child'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4742445843603247057</id><published>2009-05-18T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:31:11.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>P90X</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, most of you know that I've been considering this hard core, boot camp style workout system.  I've had friends complete it with great success, and some friends are in the process.  Everyone I know who has done this has kept a blog through it....ya know, before, during, after pics and how the days go, yada, yada, yada.  I'm just not sure I have the courage to post those pics.....they are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pretty rough.    &lt;/span&gt;I'm not even sure I'm going to "officially" start the 90 days tomorrow.  I may wait a bit since this week is going to be VERY hectic.  I'm also trying to convince the hubby to start with me, but he's just not quite sure yet.  Grrr.  It's kind of like, "Get on the train or off, but don't hover over the boarding steps!"  LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-4742445843603247057?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4742445843603247057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=4742445843603247057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4742445843603247057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4742445843603247057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/05/p90x.html' title='P90X'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1907247668055625148</id><published>2009-05-10T16:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:47:51.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you have been wondering about my dad, check out the blog I started for keeping up with his progression.  &lt;a href="http://tljjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Our Journey&lt;/a&gt;  Simply click the link and it will take you there.  There's also always a link on my sidebar here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-1907247668055625148?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1907247668055625148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1907247668055625148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1907247668055625148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1907247668055625148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/05/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-428539476840829538</id><published>2009-05-10T15:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:24:51.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='State Bible Drill 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catch up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eagle Watch Nature Trail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k grad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Revue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCH44fgII/AAAAAAAABoQ/JMN9dHIG_us/s1600-h/eagle+watch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCH44fgII/AAAAAAAABoQ/JMN9dHIG_us/s320/eagle+watch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334304986939490434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope everyone is having a fantastic mother's day!!!  This is just a short post to update all on what's been going on in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is of an impromptu trip to Eagle Watch Nature Trail with my &lt;a href="http://tljjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dad&lt;/a&gt; and my grandma who is visiting from New Mexico.  It was last minute because with all the rain we've had, you never know when the sun is going to shine or for how long!  ;0)&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHyEkIrI/AAAAAAAABoI/XYw-ywyKQ_0/s1600-h/rem+bd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHyEkIrI/AAAAAAAABoI/XYw-ywyKQ_0/s320/rem+bd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334304985111077554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In an earlier post I told you about the ballerina and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roo&lt;/span&gt; going to State Bible Drill competition.  Well, the ballerina was a state winner and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;roo&lt;/span&gt; was a state winner with a perfect score!!!  It was a VERY LONG TRIP down and back since our church people mover broke down 90 miles outside of Little Rock.  God provided and cared for us, though.....got us off the interstate and to safety, then, a neighboring church bus was not too far behind us, with plenty of room, so we caught a ride!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHv12TrI/AAAAAAAABoA/o9sN7M_SSNg/s1600-h/roo+bd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHv12TrI/AAAAAAAABoA/o9sN7M_SSNg/s320/roo+bd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334304984512482994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, the night before we left for State Bible Drill, the girls had their 4-H Fashion Revue.  This was their first time competing, first time sewing a garment, and each have only been sewing less than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHklhN7I/AAAAAAAABn4/-jekOTfPsoI/s1600-h/roo+fr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHklhN7I/AAAAAAAABn4/-jekOTfPsoI/s320/roo+fr.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334304981491201970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This outfit of the ballerina's tied for the prize of the sewing machine (very nice).  She and the other girl were recalled for second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;judging&lt;/span&gt; and the other girl got the machine, but WHAT AN HONOR to have scored so well your first year!!!!!!!!!!   We are VERY proud of both of them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHUmZS_I/AAAAAAAABnw/bTXfZYwD5E0/s1600-h/rem+fr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCHUmZS_I/AAAAAAAABnw/bTXfZYwD5E0/s320/rem+fr.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334304977199909874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then.....Jr.'s Kindergarten graduation.  Bittersweet, as she is my last baby and growing up much, much, much too fast!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdFB91h3rI/AAAAAAAABoY/2flw06TmA7A/s1600-h/jasi+grad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdFB91h3rI/AAAAAAAABoY/2flw06TmA7A/s320/jasi+grad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334308183724908210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, we are very proud of her, also!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are getting ready for the ballerina's recital and then youth camp, O'Rama competitions, and children's camp.  June is gonna be horrendously busy, especially with my hubby's b-day, roo's b-day, my dad's b-day, and hubby's dad's b-day.   Whew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-428539476840829538?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/428539476840829538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=428539476840829538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/428539476840829538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/428539476840829538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SgdCH44fgII/AAAAAAAABoQ/JMN9dHIG_us/s72-c/eagle+watch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2451380563090776721</id><published>2009-04-23T10:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:08:11.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm life'/><title type='text'>Veterinary Science 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the girls had a fine lesson in calf-pulling today.  I'm proud of their observation, otherwise we would have not only lost the calf, but the cow, also.  While getting ready for the day, the Ballerina noticed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heifer&lt;/span&gt; (yep, she was last year's calf) laying in the field alone.  She thought it was odd that the rest of the herd was no where around, so she took a closer look out the window and was shocked to see a leg sticking out.  Because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heifer&lt;/span&gt; was a light cream color, and the calf leg dark brown, it was noticeable from such a distance.  Now, here's where their judgement proved lacking a bit.  Instead of notifying an adult, the older 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dalrymples&lt;/span&gt; trekked out into the field to gaze astonishingly at the back side of the poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heifer&lt;/span&gt; with the calf sticking out.  Finally, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dalrymple&lt;/span&gt; #2 came to tell mom, who was just getting out of the shower.  Ah, yes, dressed in my town clothes, I went to see how serious it was.  It was pretty bad and the calf was already dead.  She was hung up on a broken leg.  My wonderful calf-pulling husband should have been home from work at this point, but wasn't, so I called him and told him to "GIT ON HOME OR WE'RE GONNA LOSE ONE!"  :0)  Now, later, when quizzed about what on earth they were thinking by going to the cow themselves, instead of telling an adult, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dalrymple&lt;/span&gt; #1 (aka the ballerina) said she thought she could just grab the leg and pull it, but then decided not to try.  !!!!!!!!!!   My, my, my!!!!!!  No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tellin&lt;/span&gt;' what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mighta&lt;/span&gt; happened if she had attempted that feat!  It took my husband, myself, 2 ropes, and a 4 wheeler about an hour to pull that poor thing.  By poor thing, I mean POOR.....it was very small and frail...not sure it would have made it had it survived the birth.  Aggravatingly, it was female.  It's worse to me when we lose a female b/c I think of all the calves she could have added to the herd.  :0(  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;heifer&lt;/span&gt; is not feeling so great.  She had already made a bag (was ready to nurse) and hubby says that will make her sick for a couple days.  So not only did she experience an excruciatingly painful still-birth, but now she's gotta be sick on top of it.  So sad.  Right now she's resting, but we are praying she gets up soon and isn't paralyzed from having her calf pulled so roughly (we didn't have any other options due to where she was on the back 40.....NO WHERE NEAR the chute where we could have placed her head and then used a come-along to pull the calf....much easier on the mama than a rope and 4-wheeler, with my husband holding her head and horns.  That must have been hard.  Think about it.....he was pulling on one end and I was pulling on the other!)  The girls got quite a lesson and had lots of questions, which my husband patiently answered while laying on the mama and soothing her. &lt;br /&gt;We all really do love farm life....just not losing calves.  Did I mention Junior was hiding behind a sad little tree the whole time?  For some reason she was scared of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heifer&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  Her daddy kept telling her to get over there and watch, but she was scared because he and I kept having to grab the mama by the horns, dig our heels in, and hold on for dear life. &lt;br /&gt;Life on the farm, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.  Is it naptime yet? ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, I just found out that I won 2 tickets to see Coyote County Loser, which was written and produced by some graduates from John Brown University,  our local Christian College!  I'm SO excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-2451380563090776721?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2451380563090776721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2451380563090776721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2451380563090776721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2451380563090776721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/04/veterinary-science-101.html' title='Veterinary Science 101'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4118091729902915396</id><published>2009-04-19T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:57:08.116-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Ballet News, Updates, and a New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ballerina had her Grade 4 Cechetti Exams today and passed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WITH COMMENDATIONS!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;That's the 2nd highest score a ballerina can possibly get!  (Can you tell I'm proud?!  LOL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's 1 major event down, and 4 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is Fashion Revue, in which both Roo and the Ballerina are entering 2 outfits each.  These are outfits they have constructed and will be modeling/presenting before a board of judges.  I'm proud of both of them for all the hard work they've put in....these are some amazing outfits, especially considering neither one of them had constructed an outfit before!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is State Bible Drill in Little Rock, in which both Roo and the Ballerina will be competing.  They've already won at the church and regional levels.  Again...very proud.  :0D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at the beginning of May, Jr. will be graduating kindergarten.  It is a big accomplishment and we are very proud of her, as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of May will be the Ballerina's recital.  I'll be taking just a few deep breaths after that, and hopefully we'll be done with our school (we're on the right track to be).  The reason for just a few short breaths is that Roo is working daily with her colt to get him trained, and it will be time for Roo and Jr. to bring their goats home to start working/training for the county fair in Sept.  Yep....we are BUSY!  :0)  The summer will be spent getting projects and such ready for the fair.  The ballerina will be competing/performing on June 17 in Alma for O'RAMA (4-H).  She has to choreograph her own performance, which she's done before for her exams, but only in 1 minute increments, really.  It will be exciting!  She also has youth camp in early June and then ballet summer intensive in Tulsa the last week of June. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!  Did I forget anything?  I'm sure I did.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;Through it all I will be working, finishing their school year, hunting down curriculum for next school year, taking care of my dad, and running ragged in general....AH THE LIFE OF A  HOMESCHOOLING MOM!  ;0) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Dad....if you would like an update, or to stay informed, visit my new blog I've started called "Our Journey" at &lt;a href="http://tljjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tljjourney.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the prayers everyone!  Have a great week!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-4118091729902915396?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4118091729902915396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=4118091729902915396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4118091729902915396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4118091729902915396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/04/ballet-news-updates-and-new-blog.html' title='Ballet News, Updates, and a New Blog'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-7356932151854276944</id><published>2009-04-14T13:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:59:09.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My dad is getting worse....rapidly.  This weekend he began having "spells" in which he starts to shake uncontrollably and cries...usually asking for help from my mother or I and reaching out his hands for us to hold.  I've discovered that if I look him in the eye and get him to concentrate on breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth over and over again, the spells are milder and don't last as long.  Unfortunately, they occur more and more often.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;His &lt;/span&gt;dr&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;appt&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. didn't happen.  By this, I mean that we got up at the crack of dawn, got to the &lt;/span&gt;dr&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.'s office early, sat and waited...then waited some more...only for the receptionist to inform us that the &lt;/span&gt;dr&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. called in sick.  Go figure.  We are taking him back tomorrow morning (Wed.).  I truly hope the &lt;/span&gt;dr&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. can and will help.  If not, then the pursuit of another &lt;/span&gt;dr&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. will begin.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My brain is &lt;/span&gt;jam packed&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; with all I've learned in the past few days...all the research.  I've had to sit my children down and try and explain this incurable disease to them....which is so hard to understand at their ages.  However, they've come up with some great ideas on things we all can do to help.  My girls are precious.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm having constant headaches....a sign that my clinical depression is surfacing again.  That means I need to make a &lt;/span&gt;dr&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.'s &lt;/span&gt;appt&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. for myself in the near future.  It's been a couple of years since I had my &lt;/span&gt;meds&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; checked and I know that life changes and upsets can trigger my med-controlled chemicals in my brain to be altered.  Constant headaches, wanting to sleep a lot, disengaging from my world....these are the symptoms I've learned to watch for.  I've been battling clinical depression for 11 years.  I've used natural/herbal &lt;/span&gt;meds&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; for some of those years, been med free for a few, but for the last 5-6 years I've been under constant medication...and too afraid to try and get off.  I've also been through a lot of counseling on/off and know that I have a firm grasp on how to care for myself and the signs to watch for.  I recently learned that suffering depression in your life increases your risk for developing Alzheimer's....my dad suffered from it as well as my biological mother who has mental disturbances still.  My genetic gene-pool seems rotten and stagnant, eh?  My poor girls.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm now checking on my dad multiple times daily....worried about him having a spell while home alone.  I set their phone to have me on speed dial....which means him pressing 'dial' and the #1....but he thinks he can't do that.  I'm going to have him practice it.  I found him coloring at lunch time today.  That made me proud!  :0)  He says he did some reading, but I can't ask him what or he will have a "spell".  Questions seem to trigger the spells as well as choices (like what to eat or wear).  Sometimes nothing triggers them, though.  They are like panic attacks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm grateful that over the past 3 years the Lord has brought me so many great friends.  Friends I can truly call on at any time and for any reason and will drop all and come running.  I've not had to do that a lot, and it's hard for me to do period, but knowing they are there and that they care so much is very comforting.  I'm sure the near future will require me to lean on them more than I care to.  I feel like a bottle of soda that is constantly shaken up and ready to explode....not angrily, mind you, but the tears, sadness, mourning....they come in waves.  I'm not used to being so emotional so often.  &lt;/span&gt;Every time&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; I leave my dad I cry.  I worry about him.  I'm scared of losing more of  him than I already have.  I'm sorry for him that he is enduring this at the age of 59.  I'm sad for what this means for my girls and our family.  However, it does have some positive effects on me.  I'm now more determined than ever to LIVE ON PURPOSE.  I want to make memories.....have fantastic memorable moments with my father, and my family.  I want a strong memory bank to draw from should I ever face this.  I want my dad to have good recent memories to concentrate on.  Much of his life and childhood were filled with harshness, so now he needs the sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;Some ideas I/my daughters have come up with are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;-Take him fishing (he used to love this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;-read him a chapter/day of a great book (like Tom Sawyer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;-take him on lots of walks, maybe mushroom hunting with all this rain we are having&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-pull out the old round-table and listen to his (and consequently my) old favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I want to make him smile as much as possible and make him feel loved.  I want to take many pictures and create a memory book for him to look at often.  Something to help him live in the present (or most recent past).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I want to thank those of you who are bothering to read this-to listen while I attempt to empty some of the raw emotion and frustration of this disease.  Please continue to pray for my dad and especially my mom, who bears the brunt of this.  She is such a wonderful woman and a great caretaker, but none of us are perfect and I can only guess at the toll that this is taking on her health.  I'm thinking of starting another blog where I can post updates about my dad's illness and other's can share of their experiences as well.  I'd like to keep the "&lt;/span&gt;Dalrymple&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; School Among Thorns" a happy place.....a place to hide, perhaps, on the really bad days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Thank you, all my friends.  I love each and every one of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-7356932151854276944?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7356932151854276944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=7356932151854276944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7356932151854276944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7356932151854276944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4742738331071908461</id><published>2009-04-10T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:59:28.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alzheimer&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dementia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caring for parents'/><title type='text'>Memory Loss and My Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not a feel good post, nor a happy one.  I'm sorry, but if you feel the need to stop reading at this point, I will understand.  I beg of you who do continue to read, though, to pray....fervently, and offer whatever information you may have in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad.  I will be blatantly honest and say that he has never been well put-together.  He's been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pathological&lt;/span&gt; liar for far more years than I realized (until I was about 26).  He created much of the strife in our dysfunctional home.  However, a few years ago he began having "spells" at work.  After many of these, and much time off work, the doctors began to suggest they might have been small strokes.  It would be nice to believe that were true and simply have the answers, but I'm not convinced.  In the last couple of years his memory has become extremely troubled.  This started shortly after I confronted him about a lot of lies and mistreatment of family members.  For the first time in my life, he admitted a few issues....laying the blame on his horrible childhood.  He, indeed, had a terrible upbringing, and I know it to be true simply by the fact that 3 of his siblings (out of 4) who were raised by his father and mother (the youngest was an "oops" and was only 6 when their father died) were mentally "off" as well.  Just odd, they are/were.  Strange stories and recollections of terrible beatings....all sleeping in the cellar as children.  Anyway....  my dad received counselling for a short period and I thought things were going to finally start "normalizing,"  but I was wrong.  The mini strokes followed.  His family doctor of 20 years kept insisting there was nothing wrong with him, other than him being his normal (story-telling) self.  This made it difficult to feel sorry for him.  Really difficult.  During this period he was forced into early retirement.  Financially, that was quite draining since he was....56, I think?  So, finally, my mom (step-mom, but mom for all intensive purposes as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she raised me&lt;/span&gt;) applied for disability.  The doctor that "examined" him (asked lots of ?'s) at first thought there was nothing wrong with him, but after a bit realized  he would get this "tick".... a faraway look in mid-conversation.  She said she thought it was from the mini strokes.  She gave us hope that his memory loss would not get much worse, if caused by strokes.  If it was Alzheimer's, it would get worse progressively.  His mother has Alzheimer's.  Well....in the last 9-10 months since he saw that doctor he has gotten &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;horrendously&lt;/span&gt; worse.  I could give examples all day long, but he's becoming a danger to himself and that's most important.  We live just down the road a bit from him, which works out well when we aren't &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt; busy b/c I can sort of keep an eye on him.  He used to walk up and down the roads all day...just getting out and hoping to run into someone to talk to.  Now, he mostly stays home and sleeps....and eats.  He will eat his lunches that are for a couple days all in one day b/c he doesn't remember eating.  My mom has to work during the day.  She &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; to.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not an option&lt;/span&gt;.  She's nearly 58 and my dad will be 60 in June.  They cannot retire anytime soon.  In order to be "officially" diagnosed, my dad needs an MRI.  That's about $4,000.00.  They have no insurance, since my dad was forced into early retirement by his company and my mother's employer does not provide insurance.  With disability, you have to wait one year before applying for Medicare.  Hopefully he will get that in June and be able to go for the scan....which will, again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt;, tell us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Anything.&lt;/span&gt;  Just so long as we get some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;answers.&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;preferably with treatment solutions&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my dad is slipping away from us so quickly.  Despite whatever bad might have occurred in my childhood (he was never physically abusive or anything like that),  he is still my daddy and I love him.  He's really all I have left as far as family (outside my husband and children).  He and my step-mom, whom I worry about constantly as her health is not that great and now she is the primary caretaker of her husband, who has become more like a child.  My siblings...we've never been close.  Even as children.  Some of them are quite messed up, due to my birth mother's abusive ways.  Some just got fed up.  It's understandable.  Most don't live close enough to really understand all that is happening with dad and they don't call or visit.  I feel gut-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wrenchingly&lt;/span&gt; sorry for them because they have no idea how serious things really are.  At this point, we are trying to avoid putting him in a home.  It's very hard when you have 3 active children (one is a teen and one is almost a teen), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt;, and work part-time...plus having a farm.  I need to find ways to spend more time with him.  I've suggested he do cross-word puzzles or word searches, but he won't.  I don't think he can, really.  But he doesn't even try.  He says he reads, but when I ask what book he's reading he simply says that he has many books to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have any experience like this?  Is there some way that it's NOT Alzheimer's?  He seems to know when a "blip" is coming.  He will stop mid-story and say, "Here it comes," and then he's forgotten what he was saying.  That doesn't sound like Alzheimer's to me.  But I'm no doctor, either.  He talks openly with my husband about his fears of losing his mind...when they are alone.  He won't talk about it with me.  When I ask questions he says he's fine, or he's getting better.  I think he's trying to protect his baby girl.  I know he loves me dearly, which makes this all the more heart-breaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any advice, experience, anything....please help.  If you don't....please pray....with urgency.  Please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-4742738331071908461?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4742738331071908461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=4742738331071908461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4742738331071908461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4742738331071908461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/04/memory-loss-and-my-father.html' title='Memory Loss and My Father'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-3237569311324834195</id><published>2009-04-09T11:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:18:33.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Extra $$$$</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sd4to9vYvwI/AAAAAAAABms/rtgSJTrodoY/s1600-h/MPj04306540000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sd4to9vYvwI/AAAAAAAABms/rtgSJTrodoY/s320/MPj04306540000%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322741991389839106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that right now we can all use a little extra cash, so I thought I would share a way to make a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;little &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;extra &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;greenage&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The following text is taken from a post on &lt;a href="http://www.thethriftymama.com/"&gt;thethriftymama.com&lt;/a&gt;  If you haven't been to her site, you should check it out.  She has great frugal living tips, plus links to awesome coupons.  She also lists weekly savings at our local stores.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Here’s how it works:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You use their program to view ads, and you get paid for each ad that you  view.  Instead of google and other ad companies making the money,  &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; are making it!  Sometimes it’s .25 cents for viewing an ad,  and sometimes it’s .10 cents.  It takes me just a few seconds to view all of the  ads they have for me each week and I make $3-$6.  That’s not a lot, but over the  coarse of the year that can really add up.  The nice thing is that they pay you  through paypal every Friday.  The first week I signed up, I started viewing ads  on a Friday.  I spent about twenty seconds viewing all the ads, and because it  was Friday I had over $4 in my papal account within a few hours of first doing  it.  You can bet I was pretty excited about it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quick Tip:&lt;/strong&gt; Sign up for a free&lt;a href="http://www.paypal.com/"&gt; paypal &lt;/a&gt;account and do  &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; upgrade it.  This way you will not be charged any fees from  &lt;a href="http://www.paypal.com/"&gt;Paypal&lt;/a&gt;, because the money &lt;a href="http://www.youdata.com/join/jdally3"&gt;YouData&lt;/a&gt; sends you is  funded. &lt;a href="http://www.youdata.com/join/jdally3"&gt; YouData&lt;/a&gt; does take out a few cents if you select to be paid with  &lt;a href="http://www.paypal.com/"&gt;Paypal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But not only can you make money by viewing the ads, but you can also make  money for referring friends.  You get $1 for each person that you refer, and for  each of the first 100 times one of your referrals is paid for their attention,  you receive a $0.01 referral bonus.  That can really add up over time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Payday is tomorrow, so go ahead and sign up with YouData &lt;a href="http://www.youdata.com/join/jdally3"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, view some ads and  enjoy the extra money that comes your way.  When I first signed up it took a few  days for ads to finally come in, so just be patient if you don’t have any paid  ads right away."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have signed up and made over $4 within a few clicks.  It's easy, it's safe, and I can do it while checking email or blogs.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoy the extra!&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/6040472041291673549-3237569311324834195?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3237569311324834195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=3237569311324834195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3237569311324834195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3237569311324834195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-extra.html' title='A Little Extra $$$$'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sd4to9vYvwI/AAAAAAAABms/rtgSJTrodoY/s72-c/MPj04306540000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5283265479074639388</id><published>2009-04-02T12:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:45:41.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring fun and park days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>PlayFULLdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Spring Has Sprung!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love spring!  Park days and play dates, playing in the mud...making mud pies, yum, yum!  Butterflies and Daffodils, dandylions, too.  Lush green grass and blooming trees, the tweet of the birds...everything is fresh and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what we did yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how many times you teach your kids the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;proper&lt;/span&gt; way to use the slide, you will still find this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3l3q8GDI/AAAAAAAABmk/w-xfZi3sYaQ/s1600-h/DSC03419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3l3q8GDI/AAAAAAAABmk/w-xfZi3sYaQ/s320/DSC03419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320149289802668082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Roo...being the monkey I've always known she was!  ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3luh2-hI/AAAAAAAABmU/CuEcccRfJXw/s1600-h/DSC03427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3luh2-hI/AAAAAAAABmU/CuEcccRfJXw/s320/DSC03427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320149287348664850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the ballerina what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 things&lt;/span&gt; you never call me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3lva2ivI/AAAAAAAABmc/U-pr0OI2zN4/s1600-h/DSC03421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3lva2ivI/AAAAAAAABmc/U-pr0OI2zN4/s320/DSC03421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320149287587711730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCAPABLE&lt;/span&gt;!!!  It'll get ya taken down every time!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;She &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinks&lt;/span&gt; that since she is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as tall as me now&lt;/span&gt; that she can take me....I have to show her differently a LOT lately....hopefully I can keep my bluff in for a few more years!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3lihgXaI/AAAAAAAABmM/v8H_AwgUsqw/s1600-h/DSC03417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3lihgXaI/AAAAAAAABmM/v8H_AwgUsqw/s320/DSC03417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320149284125957538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe the smallest should not be the first in the train down the slide?  LOL&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 was plum tuckered out at the end of the day...laying on the slide, when Jr. came hanging over my head...so I snapped a pic!  She's so cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3lr_fiiI/AAAAAAAABmE/WxNtgnTdjPQ/s1600-h/DSC03412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3lr_fiiI/AAAAAAAABmE/WxNtgnTdjPQ/s320/DSC03412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320149286667651618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are enjoying your spring days (the ones that aren't full of rain, like today!)!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-5283265479074639388?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5283265479074639388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5283265479074639388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5283265479074639388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5283265479074639388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/04/playfulldate.html' title='PlayFULLdate'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SdT3l3q8GDI/AAAAAAAABmk/w-xfZi3sYaQ/s72-c/DSC03419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-871061115519033276</id><published>2009-03-23T10:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:49:36.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break?</title><content type='html'>I'm just curious to see how many of you are one spring break this week?  We who homeschool get to choose our breaks, so we aren't breaking this week.  I just want to keep on trucking so we can get done and enjoy the nice temps in May.  We may take a break before then, if we feel the need, but right now we're doing fine.  If you are on spring break this week, enjoy!  If not, leave me a comment telling why you aren't or if you are waiting for another time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-871061115519033276?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/871061115519033276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=871061115519033276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/871061115519033276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/871061115519033276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break?'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5205867465248290590</id><published>2009-03-19T19:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:56:14.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paint Catastrophe'/><title type='text'>B-A-D  DAY?  Try this one on for size!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dalrymple&lt;/span&gt; and the TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.  That's what I said.  Thanks for the line, &lt;a href="http://www.kennedy-center.org/programs/family/alexander/author.html"&gt;Judith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Viorst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever bought&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; paint&lt;/span&gt;?  A gallon of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;paint&lt;/span&gt;?  Did you trust that the paint-mixer-man &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;put the lid on&lt;/span&gt; correctly (you know, pounded it with the rubber mallet)?  Only to find out a couple miles down the road that he had merely pressed it on with his hands, then forgotten to hammer it in?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;  It really happened.  TO ME.  Why me?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Lavender paint.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL OVER MY VAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;COVERING MY&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEATHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; SEATS!!!&lt;/span&gt;  After trying to clean some of it up (read: scooping it from the seat into the can) while picking my older 2 girls up from sewing class, a friend said that I definitely needed to call the store (WM) and let them know what had happened.  She suggested I call right away.  There was a good chance I would not be able to get this paint all out.  It&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;an ENTIRE gallon, ya know.  It didn't turn completely on it's side, but tilted, so there was about 1/4 of the paint left in the can.  Maybe if I had set it in the floor,  instead of in the back seat, it wouldn't have tipped at all.  It's not like I was driving crazy or anything.&lt;br /&gt;So, I called WM.  The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;VERY NICE MANAGER&lt;/span&gt; said if I could bring the van back up there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they would clean it out for me.&lt;/span&gt;  I weighed it for about 10 seconds, then agreed.  I thought, "Many WM workers can clean this up faster and easier than I can at home by myself.  And besides....it was the fault of an employee, and not my personal mistake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the van back up there and 3 managers (including the store manager) proceeded to clean the paint out of my van.  They took the seats out and worked and worked (in their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white shirts &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ties&lt;/span&gt;, mind you).  It was going to take a long time, so they offered us a ride home.  I felt bad enough as it was about the managers having to clean the paint out of the van, so I had my mom come get the girls and I.  They are still working on it.  I'm going to pick it up tonight, then drive it back in the morning, since I have to work anyway, and they are going to work on it some more.  So far, it seems like it will all come out.  The floor is the main concern, because no matter how much paint they seem to soak up, there is always more.  Right now I'm glad I have leather seats.  Can you imagine if they were cloth?  Ugh.  We have a really incredible team of employees at our local WM.  I cannot say enough good about them.  I realize they were probably worried about a law suit or something, but I would never seek such revenge.  I'm just not a real vengeful person.  They really are going above and beyond to make it right.  I did receive another gallon of paint and more soda (since the box was soaked with paint).  Other than that, the groceries actually made it out fine.  I guess this was because I put all the groceries in the very back, but had set the pop and paint in the back seat, so as not to smash any of the produce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I got paint on my nice Nike's?  And my jeans?  The Ballerina got it on her jeans and shirt, too.  Does anyone know of something good to get it out?  LUCKILY, it was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;water-based paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better about your day now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I'll move to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;0)&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/6040472041291673549-5205867465248290590?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5205867465248290590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5205867465248290590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5205867465248290590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5205867465248290590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/b-d-day-try-this-one-one-for-size.html' title='B-A-D  DAY?  Try this one on for size!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4612033406871500013</id><published>2009-03-19T12:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:16:04.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truck parts and redneck name callers'/><title type='text'>The Name Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay.  So we have a funky last name.  I like it.  It's long, and sometimes a pain to write out.  I have to spell it out for people wherever I go.  It's okay though.  I've seen it misspelled just about every way possible.....&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;or so I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my dear husband comes home after having to purchase a new transmission for his truck (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do NOT get me started!&lt;/span&gt;) and proceeds to show me his sale bill.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Goodness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to be kidding me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;EARTH&lt;/span&gt; do you go from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dalrymple&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;DOLLARNIPPLE???!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I kid you not. &lt;/span&gt; I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; seen or heard such an insane spelling of our name.  It was just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that I had to share!  I hope you get a good laugh to start off your weekend!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Jerri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-4612033406871500013?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4612033406871500013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=4612033406871500013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4612033406871500013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4612033406871500013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/name-game.html' title='The Name Game'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8508170481444723979</id><published>2009-03-17T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:51:04.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Finished Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember the table I painted?  Well, it is my 13 yr. old daughter's, so a friend and I decoupaged it.  (My friend didn't know what decoupaging was, so what better way to explain?  We just dug right in!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came up with the letters and little pieces across the top.  A BEAUTIFUL touch!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgaNU0HRI/AAAAAAAABlM/87wwYi-MVQ0/s1600-h/DSC03398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgaNU0HRI/AAAAAAAABlM/87wwYi-MVQ0/s320/DSC03398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353563667012882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this table is in my hall.  That is because we are currently painting my daughter's room.  I'll have to take another pic once we finish her room (halfway there!).  It will look even better against her freshly painted walls.  ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgafyafYI/AAAAAAAABlU/zEX3vyiJ8Sg/s1600-h/DSC03397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgafyafYI/AAAAAAAABlU/zEX3vyiJ8Sg/s320/DSC03397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353568623000962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side of the table.  The other side is similar.  For some reason, the colors didn't come out as bright and pretty as they actually are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgbYARuII/AAAAAAAABlc/mWcc2hdje3E/s1600-h/DSC03395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgbYARuII/AAAAAAAABlc/mWcc2hdje3E/s320/DSC03395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353583713532034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgZrZqzAI/AAAAAAAABlE/SALeb1W2AV8/s1600-h/DSC03392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgZrZqzAI/AAAAAAAABlE/SALeb1W2AV8/s320/DSC03392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353554560568322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves it!!!!&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/6040472041291673549-8508170481444723979?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8508170481444723979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8508170481444723979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8508170481444723979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8508170481444723979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/finished-table.html' title='The Finished Table'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/ScBgaNU0HRI/AAAAAAAABlM/87wwYi-MVQ0/s72-c/DSC03398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-7824941050105593098</id><published>2009-03-10T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:17:04.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justpurelovely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome giveaways'/><title type='text'>AWESOME Giveaway!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My friend, &lt;a href="http://justpurelovely.typepad.com/justpurelovely/2009/03/a-big-giveaway-150-worth-of-fashion-office-line-products.html"&gt;Lori&lt;/a&gt;, over at &lt;a href="http://justpurelovely.typepad.com/justpurelovely/2009/03/a-big-giveaway-150-worth-of-fashion-office-line-products.html"&gt;Just Pure Lovely&lt;/a&gt;, is doing an INCREDIBLE giveaway from CarolinaPad.  I mean, this is by far one of the BEST giveaways I have ever seen!!!  (Especially for those of us trying to get organized, yet make things pretty as well!)  So, click &lt;a href="http://justpurelovely.typepad.com/justpurelovely/2009/03/a-big-giveaway-150-worth-of-fashion-office-line-products.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to go to her post and enter.  She is giving us 4 different ways to enter, so you can get your name in the hat 4 times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbafRvEEKBI/AAAAAAAABk8/YERMeRKYSOE/s1600-h/JPL+Giveaway.jpg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbafRvEEKBI/AAAAAAAABk8/YERMeRKYSOE/s320/JPL+Giveaway.jpg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311607937570187282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbafRp3d8NI/AAAAAAAABk0/FxHGS0oRM9o/s1600-h/JPL+Giveaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbafRp3d8NI/AAAAAAAABk0/FxHGS0oRM9o/s320/JPL+Giveaway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311607936175173842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What are you waiting for???  Get on over &lt;a href="http://justpurelovely.typepad.com/justpurelovely/2009/03/a-big-giveaway-150-worth-of-fashion-office-line-products.html"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; and enter!!!!  :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-7824941050105593098?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7824941050105593098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=7824941050105593098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7824941050105593098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7824941050105593098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/awesome-giveaway.html' title='AWESOME Giveaway!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbafRvEEKBI/AAAAAAAABk8/YERMeRKYSOE/s72-c/JPL+Giveaway.jpg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-3166994096472864092</id><published>2009-03-05T23:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:41:41.255-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><title type='text'>FINALE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well..............  Here we go!  It's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely &lt;/span&gt;finished, but the parts that aren't will either not be noticeable, or may take a while.  While putting the room "back together" I decided I want a different end table, to paint the coffee table, and to either paint the entertainment center or get a different one (hubby built this one).  I also decided that I'm going to take &lt;a href="http://wendyjanelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs. Savage&lt;/a&gt;'s advice and hang some fabric over those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aged&lt;/span&gt; mirrors.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;those mirrors.  Unfortunately, when we went to take them off the wall, we discovered they are GLUED to the sheet rock.  We would have had to break the mirrors to get them off, and then possibly replace the sheet rock, or at least re-mud, tape, and sand it down.  Ugh.  So.... I left them.  Regrettably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzQGpbe7I/AAAAAAAABkk/RWqd0TxaYd0/s1600-h/DSC03333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzQGpbe7I/AAAAAAAABkk/RWqd0TxaYd0/s320/DSC03333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941049913473970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he a sweetie?  This is the most cleaning he's done in a LOOOOOOOOOONG TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know HOW many times we swept this floor today....more than I can count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzPhRaLMI/AAAAAAAABkU/CdF7GxjDSn4/s1600-h/DSC03334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzPhRaLMI/AAAAAAAABkU/CdF7GxjDSn4/s320/DSC03334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941039880613058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just noticed that my lamp no longer matches.  Hmph.  Well, at least it wasn't expensive (read: yard sale find).  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyj1y_QDI/AAAAAAAABkM/FuFp54YtBwE/s1600-h/DSC03338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyj1y_QDI/AAAAAAAABkM/FuFp54YtBwE/s320/DSC03338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940289475919922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the corner where my "happy" table is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic below is a before picture, taken before ANY of this got started.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyjF3GxEI/AAAAAAAABj8/OOXEDpGbkD8/s1600-h/DSC01693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyjF3GxEI/AAAAAAAABj8/OOXEDpGbkD8/s320/DSC01693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940276608287810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....and after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzQNYrbmI/AAAAAAAABkc/BkMei9VsV0Y/s1600-h/DSC03332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzQNYrbmI/AAAAAAAABkc/BkMei9VsV0Y/s320/DSC03332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941051722264162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another before...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyirU0gvI/AAAAAAAABjs/PHE8a6Dj6x4/s1600-h/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyirU0gvI/AAAAAAAABjs/PHE8a6Dj6x4/s320/DSC01631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940269485163250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;......and after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyjnIDK_I/AAAAAAAABkE/UgJpmUDu0_8/s1600-h/DSC03335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyjnIDK_I/AAAAAAAABkE/UgJpmUDu0_8/s320/DSC03335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940285537725426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One last before......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyi0or3-I/AAAAAAAABj0/w-FHZFkj6BQ/s1600-h/DSC01632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCyi0or3-I/AAAAAAAABj0/w-FHZFkj6BQ/s320/DSC01632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940271984402402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzQQQY8lI/AAAAAAAABks/2JSfhoD9zJ0/s1600-h/DSC03337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzQQQY8lI/AAAAAAAABks/2JSfhoD9zJ0/s320/DSC03337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941052492804690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure about the window mistreatments.  My hubby REALLY likes them, though.  I need something "westerny" to tie around them.   Hmmmmm........&lt;br /&gt;You can't see it very well, but I used upholstery tacks in the shape of stars that are "rustic" for the tops of the curtains. &lt;br /&gt; My hubby said he is going to get the baseboard trim down this weekend.....I hope it happens!!!  ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....I have a throbbing headache and am off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for peaking in on my little (H-U-G-E) journey.  I have many more projects to attack, but they aren't nearly as big (or as daunting!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-3166994096472864092?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3166994096472864092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=3166994096472864092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3166994096472864092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3166994096472864092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/finale.html' title='FINALE!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SbCzQGpbe7I/AAAAAAAABkk/RWqd0TxaYd0/s72-c/DSC03333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1615330373863780103</id><published>2009-03-04T23:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:16:11.021-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><title type='text'>SNEAK PEAK!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just COULD NOT WAIT to post a pic or two!!  You'll just have to forgive the mess that you may see.  The floor needs swept VERY badly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sa9ezugYMxI/AAAAAAAABjk/wYsBoP3Fkuk/s1600-h/DSC03326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sa9ezugYMxI/AAAAAAAABjk/wYsBoP3Fkuk/s320/DSC03326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309566728443278098" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I LOVE this wall.  I think we are going to center the family pic above the mantle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sa9eDYmpshI/AAAAAAAABjc/JJAUSlE6uac/s1600-h/DSC03331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sa9eDYmpshI/AAAAAAAABjc/JJAUSlE6uac/s320/DSC03331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309565897930289682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my peace inducing, happy feeling table.  Now.....I just need to train my kids to QUIT placing things here that don't belong!!!!  (like library books!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sa9eDNe2-FI/AAAAAAAABjU/Sm0-zjLzO-E/s1600-h/DSC03330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sa9eDNe2-FI/AAAAAAAABjU/Sm0-zjLzO-E/s320/DSC03330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309565894944815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I worked on last week.  I think setting on the floor, leaning against the wall, does not do it the justice it deserves, but couldn't help but snap a pic of it.  It's an old window pane that I was given and, well, I just played with it and had fun.  I can change things out at any time, so it can change with season or just whimsy!  :0)  I plan on centering this along our long yellow wall.  I'll post a pic of it once it's hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....back to work!  I'm up way too late, but there's SO much I want to get done!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking!&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/6040472041291673549-1615330373863780103?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1615330373863780103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1615330373863780103' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1615330373863780103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1615330373863780103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/sneak-peak.html' title='SNEAK PEAK!!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sa9ezugYMxI/AAAAAAAABjk/wYsBoP3Fkuk/s72-c/DSC03326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6742096492281685322</id><published>2009-03-01T14:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:02:19.947-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and redecorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><title type='text'>Work, Work, And A Little Fun To Boot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been working a lot lately, but had today off....YAY!!! I miss Sunday Worship, although I have been attending Sunday School.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I did manage to get a few fun crafts and such in this week (it was the BEAUTIFUL weather that motivated me!).&lt;br /&gt;I made some cards (sorry, no pics!), did a LOT of painting (so much closer to having the living room done....maybe this week I'll finish!!!!!!), and re-vamped a lamp, a nic-nak shelf, and my daughter's night stand.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick glimpse.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Night Stand was very old and I'm not even sure what color you would have called it.  I got it at a yard sale for a buck.  It  has really pretty knobs for the drawers, but of course, I took them off to paint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz_vDoMDI/AAAAAAAABis/bVWNpEOvNTc/s1600-h/DSC03313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz_vDoMDI/AAAAAAAABis/bVWNpEOvNTc/s320/DSC03313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308323387098542130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz_wEIGoI/AAAAAAAABi0/jHezuhwW4q0/s1600-h/DSC03314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz_wEIGoI/AAAAAAAABi0/jHezuhwW4q0/s320/DSC03314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308323387369069186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are going to try some decoupaging with it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the before pic of the nic/nak shelf.  I liked it just the way it was, but after painting I wanted to add some black accents to the living room.  Instead of buying more junk, I looked around for what I could paint/change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz_OmFv_I/AAAAAAAABik/hkgMvK5SEy8/s1600-h/DSC03310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz_OmFv_I/AAAAAAAABik/hkgMvK5SEy8/s320/DSC03310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308323378384715762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just laid it on the couch to get a pic, since the walls aren't quite ready for stuff to go back up on them yet.  I may add a little decoupage to this as well.....we'll see how the end table goes, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sar1k454JlI/AAAAAAAABi8/KFgCMENShUw/s1600-h/DSC03324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sar1k454JlI/AAAAAAAABi8/KFgCMENShUw/s320/DSC03324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308325124908787282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the before pic of the lamp.  It's a fine lamp and the color was fine before I painted the L-room yellow and tomatoe red.  I've had this lamp for about 12 years and it was a Christmas gift from my sister.  At least now I am keeping it instead of replacing it.  All new decor for the price of a can of spray paint.  :0)  That's my kind of remodeling! &lt;br /&gt;I have to give credit where credit is due, however.  &lt;a href="http://wendyjanelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs. Savage&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Nester&lt;/a&gt; have inspired many of us in the blog world to work with what we have to recreate our homes in ways that make us happy.  I love their motto and have adopted it for myself, "It doesn't have to be perfect to be beautiful!"  Yes.....I can live with that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz-MUGSSI/AAAAAAAABiU/0QB5kVpaG2U/s1600-h/DSC03309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz-MUGSSI/AAAAAAAABiU/0QB5kVpaG2U/s320/DSC03309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308323360592513314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......and after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz-4cPv3I/AAAAAAAABic/5BnZcUMMMvY/s1600-h/DSC03311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz-4cPv3I/AAAAAAAABic/5BnZcUMMMvY/s320/DSC03311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308323372437847922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what do you think?  My living room is still a disaster since I'm not done painting.  I need one more coat on one wall and then have to do the wall-divider trim that goes around the room.  Then there's the "oopsies" to go back and clean up.  When all that is finished, hopefully my wonderful husband will put the trim down around the wood floors we installed, um......a year ago?  LOL!!!  You know I'll post the pics when it's complete.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-6742096492281685322?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6742096492281685322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6742096492281685322' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6742096492281685322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6742096492281685322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/03/work-work-and-little-fun-to-boot.html' title='Work, Work, And A Little Fun To Boot'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/Sarz_vDoMDI/AAAAAAAABis/bVWNpEOvNTc/s72-c/DSC03313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-441799004074523835</id><published>2009-02-12T13:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:08:09.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why must babies grow up?'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Junior!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SZTj3-UbbUI/AAAAAAAABiM/7yaFvlwpHH4/s1600-h/Jasi+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SZTj3-UbbUI/AAAAAAAABiM/7yaFvlwpHH4/s320/Jasi+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302113212082908482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Happy Birthday, Jaslyn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SZTjA8iYDvI/AAAAAAAABh8/3QluR1QrFOM/s1600-h/Jasi+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SZTjA8iYDvI/AAAAAAAABh8/3QluR1QrFOM/s320/Jasi+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302112266711731954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; turned 6 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you baby girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SZTjAhWymJI/AAAAAAAABh0/WV_tg9q0rGc/s1600-h/Jasi+baby.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-441799004074523835?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/441799004074523835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=441799004074523835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/441799004074523835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/441799004074523835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-junior.html' title='Happy Birthday, Junior!!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SZTj3-UbbUI/AAAAAAAABiM/7yaFvlwpHH4/s72-c/Jasi+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6843653868432486462</id><published>2009-02-12T13:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:49:17.382-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='econimic pitfalls'/><title type='text'>Even the Giant Is Not Immune</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By now most of you will have heard about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart's 700-800 person lay-off.  It is dreadful, truly.  I am praying for all the families that this lay-off will affect.  Can you imagine the security of performing a job for such a seemingly secure company for up to 13 years and in one morning it all comes crashing down around you?  I fear for some of these folk's mental/emotional mindsets.  That is such a huge number to add to an already scarce market.  The competition will be fierce.  Fortunately, most of those employees of WM have nice degrees that may give them a step ahead.  I hope you will join me in praying for these families affected with this huge lay-off.  No one is completely untouchable, obviously.  That is something we can all learn.  I have held faith that my husband's job was more secure than most because he does, indeed, work for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart.  Obviously assumptions should not be made about anyone or any particular job.  He does work on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart trucks, and the trucks must keep running in order for the stores to stay in business, but no one is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;.  I think of all the institutions that sometimes lay off long term employees that are making higher wages, only to bring in bottom of the barrel new hires a few months later.  It's so sad. I think everyone in our area knows someone who has been affected by recent economizing/downsizing of companies.  We actually know several.  So, as we have always done, we will continue thanking God for the blessing of my husband's job, which he loves most of the time, and pray for continuance, as well as pray for those who are now asking themselves what is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-6843653868432486462?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6843653868432486462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6843653868432486462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6843653868432486462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6843653868432486462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/02/even-giant-is-not-immune.html' title='Even the Giant Is Not Immune'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5608686320636659041</id><published>2009-01-28T13:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:53:41.465-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice Storm 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun with friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caves and more'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing home visit'/><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland?  I THINK NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9abrHOiI/AAAAAAAABhs/BKm2ThNgMmU/s1600-h/rissgoober.JPG"&gt;        Well, like the other 150,000+ people in Northwest Arkansas, we spent the last 24 hours without power. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;. Sense my sarcasm? Nah, not me! :0D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...here are a few pics taken from a couple days before and then some taken during the outage. We DO have a fire place to keep warm by....that is a huge blessing as so many people do not have an alternate heat source and even gas heat requires electricity to run. We still don't have water....(not sure where it is frozen at b/c we emptied the lines of all water when the electric went out in hopes to avoid frozen and/or busted pipes). I also consider myself pretty innovative when it comes to redneck survival tactics. I actually cooked a hot meal over the fire in our fireplace. I like cast iron skillets, and those are versatile enough to lay (literally) right on the burning logs/hot coals. The only thing was that I'm not so wise in cooking HEALTHY meals this way. Maybe chicken breast, but as those were frozen rock solid, that didn't seem to be an option. Instead, we had sausage, made-from-scratch biscuits, gravy, and pork-n-beans. (by the time the biscuits and gravy were done, the sausages were getting cold and we didn't want to wait on eggs, so just heated up the beans....dear hubby's idea-we had his sister and her husband here so needed to stretch the meal a bit further) It was really rather tasty. AND we didn't catch anything on fire, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado....the pics.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone had to keep us laughing!  Before you think J's sis is TOTALLY crazy, these are those LED &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tea light&lt;/span&gt; candles.  No real flames, although the flash from the camera made it look that way.  I took one without the flash, but it was just too dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9abrHOiI/AAAAAAAABhs/BKm2ThNgMmU/s1600-h/rissgoober.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9abrHOiI/AAAAAAAABhs/BKm2ThNgMmU/s320/rissgoober.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296441423590537762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine dining by candlelight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9aU7LZXI/AAAAAAAABhk/X6-cXV2T9UQ/s1600-h/rissnbri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9aU7LZXI/AAAAAAAABhk/X6-cXV2T9UQ/s320/rissnbri.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296441421778871666" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!  You can see my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tomato&lt;/span&gt; Red" wall in the background....we don't have stuff back on the walls, yet, though.  Also, to the left is my yellow wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9aOp_XGI/AAAAAAAABhc/Wb23FL-DK0Y/s1600-h/candlelight+dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9aOp_XGI/AAAAAAAABhc/Wb23FL-DK0Y/s320/candlelight+dinner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296441420096167010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior just being Junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9aJWmjKI/AAAAAAAABhU/PJRxyOwz6gk/s1600-h/goofy+goober.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9aJWmjKI/AAAAAAAABhU/PJRxyOwz6gk/s320/goofy+goober.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296441418672671906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloring by candlelight while waiting on dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC78HExhZI/AAAAAAAABhM/7KEYZai8n_4/s1600-h/coloring+by+candlelight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC78HExhZI/AAAAAAAABhM/7KEYZai8n_4/s320/coloring+by+candlelight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296439803153319314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Chestnuts&lt;/span&gt; (I mean sausage) roasting on an open fire......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC78JGeo0I/AAAAAAAABhE/n7Qz5X2l2I8/s1600-h/fire+cook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC78JGeo0I/AAAAAAAABhE/n7Qz5X2l2I8/s320/fire+cook.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296439803697341250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah....this is the ice, yesterday before noon....before the lights went out.  Yep.  That's about an inch on the power lines.  We received another inch+ over the evening and nighttime hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC78Fl34GI/AAAAAAAABg8/8FqYGNjvexE/s1600-h/ice3+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC78Fl34GI/AAAAAAAABg8/8FqYGNjvexE/s320/ice3+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296439802755276898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are VERY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tall trees....normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC77-JiIYI/AAAAAAAABg0/iNi4edGmc9o/s1600-h/ice2+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC77-JiIYI/AAAAAAAABg0/iNi4edGmc9o/s320/ice2+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296439800757363074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close-up of our Wedding Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC77gfceyI/AAAAAAAABgs/Q0RbDdIlJ7g/s1600-h/ice+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC77gfceyI/AAAAAAAABgs/Q0RbDdIlJ7g/s320/ice+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296439792796203810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken last Sat.  I actually had a day where I was able to get some things accomplished at home like painting, laundry, etc.  J said we just HAD to go see these eagles down the road.  Well, when we got there they were gone, so we stopped off at this dried up creek bed and played/froze!  It was fun, though!  Here are just a few pics we took....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6RQWidnI/AAAAAAAABgk/UqbLF50Bd9w/s1600-h/ark+sand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6RQWidnI/AAAAAAAABgk/UqbLF50Bd9w/s320/ark+sand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296437967397746290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The above is J and Junior kicking around some Arkansas sand (aka silt...very fine and pretty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6RbJnf_I/AAAAAAAABgc/u6BjCHM47zU/s1600-h/girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6RbJnf_I/AAAAAAAABgc/u6BjCHM47zU/s320/girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296437970296340466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls in their "cave" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6REuyOLI/AAAAAAAABgU/wrSLrzQdlWg/s1600-h/dad+gives+science+lesson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6REuyOLI/AAAAAAAABgU/wrSLrzQdlWg/s320/dad+gives+science+lesson.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296437964278216882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J gives a science lesson on the ages of some of the dirt layers.  The girls are fascinated....for a minute! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6Q0zGWaI/AAAAAAAABgM/97csd3S5n7s/s1600-h/cave.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6Q0zGWaI/AAAAAAAABgM/97csd3S5n7s/s320/cave.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296437960001345954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a few REAL caves, although didn't go exploring....this one appears to belong to a LARGE animal, which I don't care to disturb!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6Q7xsmrI/AAAAAAAABgE/oBFXodu2xUw/s1600-h/DSC03205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC6Q7xsmrI/AAAAAAAABgE/oBFXodu2xUw/s320/DSC03205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296437961874512562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a trip we took to a local nursing home last week with our 4H group.  The kids had made crocheted hangers and cards, and handed out baggies of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chex&lt;/span&gt; mix.  It was a WONDERFUL time and genuine connections were made by the girls.  We are looking into the "Adopt a Grandparent" program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC42FypwSI/AAAAAAAABf8/4RiZ8LRrBjw/s1600-h/DSC03209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC42FypwSI/AAAAAAAABf8/4RiZ8LRrBjw/s320/DSC03209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296436401194778914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These lovely ladies didn't want to play cards but INSISTED on WATCHING a card game....so the ballerina and her friend aimed to please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41uhpFSI/AAAAAAAABf0/pKM_jHmaS-k/s1600-h/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41uhpFSI/AAAAAAAABf0/pKM_jHmaS-k/s320/DSC03197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296436394949416226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior gave out LOTS of hugs....some people requested seconds, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!  We realized how much hugging our family does on a daily basis, yet these folks may go weeks/months with one single hug.  What a priceless and effortless gift to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41uoFjvI/AAAAAAAABfs/AlWgcPpwIHQ/s1600-h/fun3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41uoFjvI/AAAAAAAABfs/AlWgcPpwIHQ/s320/fun3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296436394976448242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to enjoy some warmer weather with friends a couple of days before the ice storm came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41mNRj6I/AAAAAAAABfk/PqVzqHyWhqw/s1600-h/fun2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41mNRj6I/AAAAAAAABfk/PqVzqHyWhqw/s320/fun2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296436392716504994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Dash got caught with no shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41QHYjkI/AAAAAAAABfc/8mMNU6lxsrc/s1600-h/fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC41QHYjkI/AAAAAAAABfc/8mMNU6lxsrc/s320/fun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296436386786217538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  Those of you who endured/are enduring the ice storm....what did you do?   If nothing else, I pray you are all staying warm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&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/6040472041291673549-5608686320636659041?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5608686320636659041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5608686320636659041' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5608686320636659041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5608686320636659041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-wonderland-i-think-not.html' title='Winter Wonderland?  I THINK NOT!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SYC9abrHOiI/AAAAAAAABhs/BKm2ThNgMmU/s72-c/rissgoober.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5268641940734583631</id><published>2009-01-18T21:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:17:44.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connect with family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stewardship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Stewardship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stewardship is the accountability of  what one is entrusted with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I've been pondering for quite some time the term stewardship.  We've all heard this word in sermons/Bible studies, etc., but what does it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reall&lt;/span&gt;y involve?   How we handle our finances?  Our material possessions?  Our time?  Is that all?  What if there is more?  I came to the realization that when God required us to be good stewards of ALL THAT HE'S GIVEN US, He didn't really put a limit on what that involves.  It isn't just one specific thing, or even a handful of specific things, but ALL THINGS.  I believe He is leading me to focus on a particular few this year, and so my "theme" for the year is STEWARDSHIP.  Last year's theme was SIMPLIFY and I felt that with God's help and by listening to the Spirit's heeding, I have actually accomplished that and learned what it truly means.  It means that even though it's hard to say no to some things and even though I really want to do this or that or allow my children to pick up a certain extra activity, I must consider the cost to my family life/time, my marriage, my time with God, and my mental, emotional, and physical well-being as well as that of my children and husband.  Sometimes you just HAVE to say NO....then walk away and don't look back.  I feel like I have learned that this will be an ongoing lesson.  By focusing on it for so long, though, I am much more aware and don't spout off the "Yes!"  that used to slide off the tongue so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The particular few things that I feel led to focus on my stewardship skills with are my health, my time (especially that spent with my family), and my home.  As I mentioned in a previous post,  it's not a "Weight loss resolution"  but a call to be healthier and reflect that to my children.  Our bodies are a gift from God....a loan, if you will.  If Jesus knocked on your door and asked you to take care of His very special, delicate glass rose (or whatever you need to imagine to get the point), how would you handle it?  You already know!  That thing would be wrapped in the finest tissue and shrink wrap and cleaned daily, maybe several times a day, and be the best cared for item/thing you ever came across.  There would be no limit to what I would do to take care of something that Jesus personally entrusted me with.  Well, isn't that what my body is?  A gift/loan that God has entrusted me with?  If I can't be a good steward of my body, then how can He trust me with anything more?  So.  I am conscious now.  I have, in the past, been a very healthy and health conscious person...exercising daily and always active.  When/where/why that changed isn't really important I suppose and is really hard to pinpoint anyway.  I can make up a thousand excuses and even if they are all totally understandable, they are still just that- excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time.  Time is so elusive for me.  I always feel like there can never be enough hours in the day.  I've often thought that I would ask God when we get to heaven why He chose to make a day only 24 hours....it just isn't enough!  Or is it?  I needed to re-examine what was taking up so much of my time.  All good, understandable things, but where would they rank with God?  How important are they to Him?  Are they holy?  Pure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Phillipians 4:8  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy-meditate on these things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is something I have striven (yes, that is actually a word!) to teach my girls for many years.  So, that being said....I have ruled out a lot of computer time, and although I'm not much of one for t.v., I even managed to weed some of that out, too.  Do I have "enough" time now?  It doesn't always feel like it.  But that's when I feel a warm breeze come over me, my shoulders relax, and I hear God telling me to sit back a moment and enjoy life, my children, and all the beauty that surrounds me.  It's His gift to me....created to delight me, a love gift.  It seriously feels like a warm hug straight from the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home.  Oh geesh.  Once  upon a time I was a perfectionist, OCD if you will, and now it seems I'm the extreme opposite.  When my oldest daughter was 7 and having difficulty at school because of her "perfectionism" (quote from the teacher) I realized what I had unintentionally projected upon my children.  A life of chains...the bondage of feeling like everything you do must be perfect or it doesn't count.  I didn't want that for them, so I learned to loosen up and tried to teach her that as well, before she got too much older.  She's 13 now, and if  you looked at her room, you may never believe me!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;I know there's a happy medium between perfectionism and total chaos.  I found it via &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net/"&gt;flylady&lt;/a&gt; once.  Her methods really do work.  Why I got away from it, I can't really pinpoint, but I did.  I don't like scheduling our time according to the hour of the clock.  The reason for that is that when my schedule says we are supposed to be doing something at 9am, and at 8:59 the kids aren't changing gears, I get REALLY FRUSTRATED, and that affects all of us.  It sets a bad tone for the rest of the day.  I wanna be happy.  I want a home that is full of comfort, joy, peace, happiness, the love of the Lord and people.  That can't happen in the midst of frustration.  I prefer "routine" vs. "schedule" although I do feel it is important for my children to learn good work ethics, so we do have set times to get up and around...more blocked than "every 15 minutes" or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....if I take too long to reply to an email, or my posts are few and far between for a while, you know why.  I'm following God's leading.  I'm searching His word.  I'm reinstating my morning routine, good health habits, and stopping to smell the roses that are my children as they grow up so quickly, and the husband of my youth, as we grow old(er) together.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all that have been posting about trying to get their schedules or routines back in order.  It really is very helpful to know that I'm not alone in some of these struggles.  Guess what?  YOU are not alone, either!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that all of us find a semblance of  harmony this year, despite &lt;a href="http://www.pic2009.org/content/home/"&gt;what is taking place this Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;.  (When I googled this link, the first option was on mtv.com.....OH MY!) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6040472041291673549-5268641940734583631?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5268641940734583631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5268641940734583631' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5268641940734583631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5268641940734583631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/01/stewardship.html' title='Stewardship'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6023302163028625547</id><published>2009-01-13T13:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:02:16.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to blog about, so little time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I know.  I've been MIA for a while.  Rest assured, it's not because I wanted to take time away from blogging.  I'm constantly thinking of things I need/want to blog about and have taken tons of pictures to post, but I just can't find the time!!  From New Year's resolutions, to creating 4-H journals, to the fact that I now share this computer with 3 daughters and a husband who have suddenly taken an interest in the online world, to....well, everything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've painted the accent wall(s) in my living room.  I went for a tomato red, but it's mostly orange.  I'm going to try and see if I can have the paint tinted a bit more red and go over it again.  After I'm satisfied with it I'll take pics and post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something this year that I NEVER do.  I made resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  To be healthier (as opposed to most "lose weight" resolutions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SWzwZ1Lo5GI/AAAAAAAABdg/KCJqwLCcSvw/s1600-h/MCj04399290000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SWzwZ1Lo5GI/AAAAAAAABdg/KCJqwLCcSvw/s320/MCj04399290000%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290867988816782434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  To be more organized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SWzyPKn-1-I/AAAAAAAABdw/_RQfNmXxUXo/s1600-h/MCj02854560000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SWzyPKn-1-I/AAAAAAAABdw/_RQfNmXxUXo/s320/MCj02854560000%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290870004617500642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  To be a better homeschool mother and wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SWzxQNiDxFI/AAAAAAAABdo/0mlkZy68uPE/s1600-h/MCj04399190000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SWzxQNiDxFI/AAAAAAAABdo/0mlkZy68uPE/s320/MCj04399190000%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290868923066205266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...I've done these things in the past (although not as resolutions) and been successful, so I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; that I can do it.  My problem is motivation.  Every time I jump back on the health bandwagon I lose more and more motivation.  It seems to get harder to stick with.  I used to be proud of the fact that my family ate healthier than most and that I was fit.  Fit is the farthest word from what would describe me now.&lt;br /&gt;I exercised yesterday for the first time in, um.....A LONG STINKIN' TIME!!!!  I hurt.  My stomach hurt last night and I think it was simply because I used muscles that have been dormant for a year or two.  I hate the roller coaster ride.  Seriously.  I'm 31 and beginning to wonder if I'm destined to spend my life on this horrible roller coaster.  My weight has teetered up and down for 11-12 years now, ranging anywhere from 97lbs. to 145.  (and that doesn't include pregnancy weights)  Maybe this go round will be better.  My aim is now good health and not a certain weight or size.  I'll have to work hard not to focus on those 2 things, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organization....if my home were more organized and to stay that way, I might actually feel more like exercising.  When I'm putting off cleaning duties in order to exercise I just get mad at myself for not being able to get it all done in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that dissatisfaction leads to a grumpy mama/wife.  No one likes that.  I've realized recently that the laughter in our home has become an endangered species.  That's no way to raise a family!!!  So, I feel it's up to me to change the mood of our home.  Like they say, "If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck in my endeavors and pray for me if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I think I will just bypass trying to catch up on posts that I've missed like Christmas and New Years, etc.  I'll just pick up and go from here and hope that's okay with you all!  :0)&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-6023302163028625547?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6023302163028625547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6023302163028625547' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6023302163028625547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6023302163028625547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-much-to-blog-about-so-little-time.html' title='So much to blog about, so little time....'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SWzwZ1Lo5GI/AAAAAAAABdg/KCJqwLCcSvw/s72-c/MCj04399290000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-162490860440136379</id><published>2008-12-18T14:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:17:41.356-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no water woes'/><title type='text'>Water.  Agua.  H2O.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqsxf42yFI/AAAAAAAABbo/33dqEgRzDBE/s1600-h/MPj04389000000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqsxf42yFI/AAAAAAAABbo/33dqEgRzDBE/s320/MPj04389000000%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281223479418865746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;.....can you hear it?  Feel it?  Taste it?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know how much water you use and how bad you need it until you don't have it.  Running water is something not to be taken for granted!!!  I've always heard that if you have running water (indoor plumbing) that you are rich compared to the rest of the world.  I know it's hard to believe that many people don't have indoor plumbing. &lt;br /&gt;We have been hauling water in for cooking, cleaning, drinking, hygiene, and flushing potties.  We have been taking showers at my parents house.  This HAS NOT been fun!!!  (not the parents part, but just being without water in general)  Being stuck at home because of icy weather is okay with me, as long as I can get something done.  No water makes that difficult.  No laundry, no dishes, no cleaning the bathrooms, etc. &lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday afternoon, since the temp finally rose above freezing, hubby got out to work on the well only to discover that the filter housing was busted.  So, expensive as that was, we replaced it.  (Most of the time I HATE, I mean ABHOR credit cards, but in this case I sure was glad we have one!)  One other problem.....turned the water on and the shut off valve had busted also.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;.  Hubby replaced that this morning with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spare&lt;/span&gt; parts he had (thank goodness!).  We now have water and he is supposed to replace the points on the well this afternoon (which we purchased A LONG TIME AGO, but somehow they never got put on....).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YAAAAYY&lt;/span&gt;!  Now....dear hubby expected us to jump up and down cheering for daddy when the water came back on.  That's not really the reaction he got.  Sure, we thanked him and we expressed how glad we were to have it back on.  I think he was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bumfuzzled&lt;/span&gt; as to why we weren't more excited.  Let's do the math.&lt;br /&gt;Family of 5, 3 meals a day, plus snacks=lots, TONS of dirty dishes to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family of 5=5 pairs of clothes daily, plus pajamas, towels, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wash clothes&lt;/span&gt;, etc. to be caught up on (not to mention we were behind on the laundry already!).  (might I add here that we wore layers of clothing to keep warm, so there were even more extras!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  My 3 girls and I who are the keepers of the home (laundry, dishes, and cleaning) know that having the water turned back on means warm water to wash hands with, brush teeth, and take baths (not to mention flush the potty) but it also means time to give the house a thorough run down....which might take days!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really are glad to have water back!!!  May you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; have to experience life without it, but learn from us that it is a convenience &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;to be taken for granted!!!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&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/6040472041291673549-162490860440136379?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/162490860440136379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=162490860440136379' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/162490860440136379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/162490860440136379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/12/water-agua-h2o.html' title='Water.  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H2O.'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqsxf42yFI/AAAAAAAABbo/33dqEgRzDBE/s72-c/MPj04389000000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1027636095434786571</id><published>2008-12-18T12:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:00:43.738-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Whelchel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>Christmas Colors and A New Spin on "The Twelve Days of Christmas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Plethora of Popcorn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, what else should one do?  No water....STILL, leaves us with time to follow a few of our Advent activities.  I have to highly recommend our book we are using called "&lt;a href="http://www.lisawhelchel.com/shopping.htm"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ADVENTure&lt;/span&gt; of Christmas&lt;/a&gt;" by &lt;a href="http://www.lisawhelchel.com/"&gt;Lisa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whelchel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I love Lisa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whelchel&lt;/span&gt;.  She is so down-to-earth and "real."  She has written many great books, some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt; being "&lt;a href="http://www.lisawhelchel.com/shopping.htm"&gt;Creative Correction&lt;/a&gt;,"  "&lt;a href="http://www.lisawhelchel.com/shopping.htm"&gt;Taking Care of the ME in Mommy&lt;/a&gt;," and "&lt;a href="http://www.lisawhelchel.com/shopping.htm"&gt;So You're Thinking About Homeschooling&lt;/a&gt;."  Each of these books have helped me in my parenting and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; endeavors and I would recommend them to ANY mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....  There are many activities, but we pick and choose.  This is the first year we have actually done more than 1, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!  I like this simplified Christmas that we are practicing.  It gives us more time to concentrate and ponder the real reason and meaning of this wonderful celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in talking about Christmas Colors and why they are red, green, and white (you'll just have to read it yourself...don't want to give too much away!) we decided on making green popcorn.  The best part of the experience (for me) was the interest in the idea of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;home made popcorn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from my girls.  I brought the bag home and they looked at it, and with questions in their voices, asked, "Yellow Popping Corn???  What's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;?"  Oh, how I laughed!!!  I guess I haven't made any this way in a long, long, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;looonng&lt;/span&gt; while.  So they watched intently while I made it...ya know, the old-fashioned way...in a pot with some oil.   I shared with them how this was the only way we had popcorn when I was a kid.  Just when was microwave popcorn invented???  I don't even remember.  I don't think I bought it until I had the ballerina (she's 13, remember!).  Wow.  That makes me feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;.  I feared they wouldn't like the blandness of it.  I made some extra, let them taste it plain, which they made "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;" noises to, then added some salt, let them taste test, then added some melted butter, to which they fell in love with!  They asked if it was cheaper to make it home made (trying to convince me it needs made this way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; time).  Well, with microwave popcorn being so cheap, I don't really know if it's cheaper.  I haven't done the math.  Does anyone know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with the other 16 cups of popcorn we followed the recipe which makes a sort of candied popcorn.  It's pretty yummy!  We chose green to color it, but next time I think we'll do red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqeu93MnYI/AAAAAAAABbg/u7Pf8EUmvyQ/s1600-h/DSC03074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqeu93MnYI/AAAAAAAABbg/u7Pf8EUmvyQ/s320/DSC03074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281208042762575234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junior and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; chomping down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqeuxfap-I/AAAAAAAABbY/vmrb2LPds-o/s1600-h/DSC03076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqeuxfap-I/AAAAAAAABbY/vmrb2LPds-o/s320/DSC03076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281208039441606626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Twelve Days of Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In her book, Lisa also talks about different Christmas songs and carols (and helps kids understand the difference!).  It's so wonderful!  I learn right along with the kids most of the time.  (my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; mommy friends will agree that this is quite common for us!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend says that "The Twelve Days of Christmas" was written to help parents teach their children the true meaning of Christmas in England during the 300 years that it was illegal to be a member of the Catholic Church.  The words are a 'secret code' that I'm going to crack for you, so that you may share it with your kids, or simply learn something new!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"My True Love" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;represents God, who gives all the gifts listed in the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"A partridge in a pear tree" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;is Jesus, who gave His life on a tree (the cross).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Two turtle doves" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;symbolize the Old and New Testaments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Three french hens" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;are faith, hope, and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Four calling birds" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;speak of the four Gospels: Matthew, Mark, Luke, John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Five golden rings" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;correspond to the first five books of the Bible, also known as the Pentateuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Six geese a-laying" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;stand for the six days of creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Seven swans a-swimming" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;are the seven gifts of the Spirit (Romans 12:6-8).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Eight maids a-milking" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;point to the eight beatitudes (Matthew 5:3-10).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Nine ladies dancing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;signify the nine fruits of the Spirit (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Galatians&lt;/span&gt; 5:22-23).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Ten lords a-leaping" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;represent the ten commandments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Eleven pipers piping" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;are the eleven faithful disciples.  And finally......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Twelve drummers drumming" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;call to mind the twelve points of the Apostle's Creed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's quite a bit learned about the Bible in a very unique song!  I don't think I will ever forget that.  We created a game (suggested in the book) to help us remember each symbol.  Cool, eh?  :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I have NO idea why the print is SO large on this post....I tried to make it smaller, but blogger won't let me!!!  Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All words in purple are from "&lt;a href="http://www.lisawhelchel.com/shopping.htm"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ADVENTure&lt;/span&gt; of Christmas&lt;/a&gt;" by Lisa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Whelchel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6040472041291673549-1027636095434786571?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1027636095434786571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1027636095434786571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1027636095434786571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1027636095434786571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-colors-and-new-spin-on-twelve.html' title='Christmas Colors and A New Spin on &quot;The Twelve Days of Christmas&quot;'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUqeu93MnYI/AAAAAAAABbg/u7Pf8EUmvyQ/s72-c/DSC03074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8836792289873785874</id><published>2008-12-15T23:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:34:38.532-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gingerbread house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no water woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow day'/><title type='text'>The No Water Woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....er &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice &lt;/span&gt;Day........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.  It's 20 degrees and our school work is done.  What to do?  I know!  How about build a Gingerbread House without having any water?!  (I betcha wanna eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;!  LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  No water.  Ah, the joys of living on a farm.  Getting the tractor running took precedence this weekend over winterizing the well house.  Hmph.  And again I say &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HMPH&lt;/span&gt;!   We do keep some jugs of water around for just this very reason, and my parents live right down the road if/when we need more water.  That being said.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6B_-PePI/AAAAAAAABbA/HWSMIEc2YUw/s1600-h/DSC03069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6B_-PePI/AAAAAAAABbA/HWSMIEc2YUw/s320/DSC03069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280252894141970674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The girls have been dying to build a Gingerbread House, so might as well do it while being stuck inside, right?  Well, we thought so.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6B6DLEBI/AAAAAAAABbI/7evcy4ez5z0/s1600-h/DSC03072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6B6DLEBI/AAAAAAAABbI/7evcy4ez5z0/s320/DSC03072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280252892552040466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6bAEMFGI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Bi1NwY61XBo/s1600-h/DSC03073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We spread the newspapers out because a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://wendyjanelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; had warned me of the mess that could be created, and since there wasn't warm water to clean up a mess.....&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6bAEMFGI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Bi1NwY61XBo/s320/DSC03073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280253323663643746" border="0" /&gt;Voila!  The finished product!  So beautiful that I wouldn't let them eat it....just yet!  So, instead, I gave them some graham crackers, extra icing and candy and they created their own master pieces that they could eat!  (Which they did before I even got pictures!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6B12urQI/AAAAAAAABa4/i05vp9HXFBc/s1600-h/Frodo+stk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6B12urQI/AAAAAAAABa4/i05vp9HXFBc/s320/Frodo+stk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280252891426106626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't help but take some pics of my buddy, Frodo.  He hasn't been on the blog in a while.  This is his first haircut!  Isn't he adorable?  He's so soft to the touch....like velvet, only fluffy!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;I'm really surprised he hung on the wall, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6Bt_J_4I/AAAAAAAABaw/tIGHKETy9vc/s1600-h/DSC03060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6Bt_J_4I/AAAAAAAABaw/tIGHKETy9vc/s320/DSC03060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280252889313968002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6Bp0Fx2I/AAAAAAAABao/tmjk1qHt8Zs/s1600-h/Frodo+Stocking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6Bp0Fx2I/AAAAAAAABao/tmjk1qHt8Zs/s320/Frodo+Stocking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280252888193812322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, what did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; do with your "snow" day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;P.S.  I have no idea why some of my print is underlined or seems hyper-linked.  The only link should be the word "friend."  Also....blogger won't let me move my pics around very easlily anymore.  Can someone help me out with that?  Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-8836792289873785874?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8836792289873785874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8836792289873785874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8836792289873785874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8836792289873785874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-water-woes.html' title='The No Water Woes'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc6B_-PePI/AAAAAAAABbA/HWSMIEc2YUw/s72-c/DSC03069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-962213906556555965</id><published>2008-12-15T22:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:11:42.969-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Float'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4H'/><title type='text'>Small Town Christmas Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's A Hometown Christmas Parade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2vcqHt-I/AAAAAAAABag/9gCx8cWikWw/s1600-h/DSC03050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2vcqHt-I/AAAAAAAABag/9gCx8cWikWw/s320/DSC03050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280249276889806818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night was our hometown Christmas parade and since the girls are in 4H, they got to work on a float and ride in the parade.  This is Junior, and 2 of her good friends riding on the rocking bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2vBvV-3I/AAAAAAAABaY/NCjqgFZM9Gs/s1600-h/DSC03048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2vBvV-3I/AAAAAAAABaY/NCjqgFZM9Gs/s320/DSC03048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280249269663955826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a Pioneer Christmas theme.  (Our town's high school mascot is a pioneer as well)  The float won the Theme award and the Chamber award.  Can you guess how many napkins were used to make that white fluff?  Me either!  LOL  I helped with it, but my-oh-my was that a lot of napkins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2vNttZOI/AAAAAAAABaQ/wzRm2_p6LgM/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2vNttZOI/AAAAAAAABaQ/wzRm2_p6LgM/s320/DSC03043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280249272878327010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roo and friend....aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2ukkbXQI/AAAAAAAABaI/742KGT89aTA/s1600-h/DSC03039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2ukkbXQI/AAAAAAAABaI/742KGT89aTA/s320/DSC03039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280249261833542914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the moments before the parade, when the grown ups were completing the construction of the float, the kids made cards and crocheted hangers for the Siloam Springs Nursing Home, which we were supposed to go and deliver on Tuesday, but due to the weather, that is being rescheduled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2uDZxN-I/AAAAAAAABaA/QR9iksfyj9Y/s1600-h/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2uDZxN-I/AAAAAAAABaA/QR9iksfyj9Y/s320/DSC03035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280249252930467810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids all had a blast and slept very well that night!  LOL  So did mom and dad!  ;-)&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/6040472041291673549-962213906556555965?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/962213906556555965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=962213906556555965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/962213906556555965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/962213906556555965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/12/small-town-christmas-parade.html' title='Small Town Christmas Parade'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUc2vcqHt-I/AAAAAAAABag/9gCx8cWikWw/s72-c/DSC03050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4313986263152127801</id><published>2008-12-13T13:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:15:45.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifty mama'/><title type='text'>Thrifty Mama Giveaways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you are all keeping up with &lt;a href="http://thethriftymama.com/"&gt;The Thrifty Mama&lt;/a&gt; blog because she is doing some FANTASTIC giveaways!!!  I always have her button on my sidebar, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some current giveaways:&lt;br /&gt;DVDs (such as the new Charlie Brown ones), and a $10 Barnes and Noble gift card!!!  :0)&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/6040472041291673549-4313986263152127801?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4313986263152127801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=4313986263152127801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4313986263152127801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4313986263152127801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/12/thrifty-mama-giveaways.html' title='Thrifty Mama Giveaways'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-3557830327544352706</id><published>2008-12-11T21:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:41:03.421-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHESS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas festivities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Bizzy, bizzy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been crafting/cooking/running like crazy with the Christmas dazzle in our steps!  (Which has left little time for blogging-sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we made homemade candy canes-yum!  It was the first time I've tried making rock candy home-made, so the consistency was a little off when we were trying to form them into canes.  I would have gotten a pic of that part, but my fingers were too sticky trying to help the girls!  They made lots of different shapes, but mostly canes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHnDFRsqXI/AAAAAAAABZ4/FKmoqCbCMNE/s1600-h/DSC03012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHnDFRsqXI/AAAAAAAABZ4/FKmoqCbCMNE/s320/DSC03012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278754278396963186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They might not look that great, but they taste &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; good!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHmSR7Vo_I/AAAAAAAABZo/H__IEdCQatM/s1600-h/DSC03014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHmSR7Vo_I/AAAAAAAABZo/H__IEdCQatM/s320/DSC03014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278753439979250674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday we decorated store bought candy canes like little deer, copied the story of the candy cane, and tied it to them.  We plan to pass them out throughout the season whenever we are out and about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday evening was the CHESS Christmas Variety Show.  This is the first year the girls have been able to participate in this.  (Seems we always have schedule conflicts!)&lt;br /&gt;Roo and Junior sang Rudolph and did a little diddy....well, sort of.  Junior forgot to do her moves, but she remembered her lines! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHmSO_7wcI/AAAAAAAABZg/HIF-Ud5PuD4/s1600-h/DSC03020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHmSO_7wcI/AAAAAAAABZg/HIF-Ud5PuD4/s320/DSC03020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278753439193219522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was really cute!&lt;br /&gt;Rimshot planned on singing Breath of Heaven by Amy Grant.  She has wanted to do this song for years.  Unfortunately she got very nervous as she started to sing and then became too emotional to continue.  She really did a beautiful job and has sang in front of the church a few times, so I'm not sure why she got so nervous, but we all felt so bad for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjF6jEP_I/AAAAAAAABZY/cdcmHJiqbJg/s1600-h/DSC03023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjF6jEP_I/AAAAAAAABZY/cdcmHJiqbJg/s320/DSC03023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278749929010118642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some of Rimshot's friends who did a REALLY cute little Beatles Medley with some slides in the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFhoOXwI/AAAAAAAABZQ/EiJJxCed6aY/s1600-h/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFhoOXwI/AAAAAAAABZQ/EiJJxCed6aY/s320/DSC03025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278749922320867074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of GREAT friends....  they came back with Rimshot at the end of the show and sang with her.  Isn't that so nice?  They helped her get right back up on that horse.  :0)  They truly are an amazing group of girls and I am so thankful that Rimshot has such wonderful friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFg1l0aI/AAAAAAAABZI/CpyusVvhFyI/s1600-h/DSC03026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFg1l0aI/AAAAAAAABZI/CpyusVvhFyI/s320/DSC03026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278749922108494242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Towards the end of the night we knew we must have "Twas the Night Before Christmas," but we didn't expect a twist! &lt;br /&gt;Here, a quite talented young man recites his (yes, HE wrote it himself!) "Twas the Pirates Night Before Chirstmas!"  It was a hoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFbKJE-I/AAAAAAAABZA/dSwkmOd8Wuc/s1600-h/DSC03030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFbKJE-I/AAAAAAAABZA/dSwkmOd8Wuc/s320/DSC03030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278749920584078306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we have all the performers gathered and singing, "We Wish You A Merry Christmas," at the end of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFb3pgWI/AAAAAAAABY4/XnqPdGCnhWY/s1600-h/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHjFb3pgWI/AAAAAAAABY4/XnqPdGCnhWY/s320/DSC03033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278749920774947170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More crafting, trying to finish up shopping, ladies' Christmas party, Lowes workshop, 4-H work, parade, dinner with friends, and all the like will occupy the next 72 hours, but I'll update as soon as I can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also....if you could say a prayer for me....  I've had a bit of a sore throat the last couple of nights and am getting quite achy.....I can't get sick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;, there's too much to do!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are enjoying your Christmas festivities....leave me a comment and tell me what you are doing!&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/6040472041291673549-3557830327544352706?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3557830327544352706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=3557830327544352706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3557830327544352706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3557830327544352706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/12/bizzy-bizzy.html' title='Bizzy, bizzy!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SUHnDFRsqXI/AAAAAAAABZ4/FKmoqCbCMNE/s72-c/DSC03012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1888748583440934375</id><published>2008-12-01T12:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:12:09.689-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first snow 08'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful White Blanket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STQxaKgOD6I/AAAAAAAABYw/f1cOP4F9l5M/s1600-h/DSC03011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STQxaKgOD6I/AAAAAAAABYw/f1cOP4F9l5M/s320/DSC03011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274895389123547042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's better to wake up to on a Monday morning than a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;beautiful white blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that makes everything look new, fresh, clean, and pure?  (Sorry for you commuters who have to drag kids out in the cold....probably not very pleasant!)  This light snow was easily packed into snowballs....and little hand held ice packs to tuck down the neck of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kiddie's&lt;/span&gt; sweaters!  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Unfortunately, when it melted away by lunch.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it left a soggy, muddy mess!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ick&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't disgust you with those pictures....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...it was a nice, early teasing of winter's tale!  Hope everyone is having a great Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/6040472041291673549-1888748583440934375?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1888748583440934375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1888748583440934375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1888748583440934375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1888748583440934375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-white-blanket.html' title='A Beautiful White Blanket'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STQxaKgOD6I/AAAAAAAABYw/f1cOP4F9l5M/s72-c/DSC03011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6737885232401209739</id><published>2008-11-30T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:50:18.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STMJxgklI0I/AAAAAAAABYo/HA3DoUw6DyU/s1600-h/DSC03010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STMJxgklI0I/AAAAAAAABYo/HA3DoUw6DyU/s320/DSC03010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274570334742586178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may be light and fluffy, it's defninitely snowing!  It's been snowing here all night and all day.  To the children's dissappointment, there is not much accumulation.  I tried to warn them that we just don't get good snow around here until February and March...sometimes even into April!  They dream of a white Christmas.  The closest thing I can remember in the last 10 years we've had to a white Christmas was a good ice storm that kept us all home.  Not much fun to play in, though! &lt;br /&gt;The picture below was taken this morning when it was more like snow/ice pellets.  Hope you are toasty and warm!  I'm enjoying a hot cup of coffee and a nice fire in front of the Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:0)  Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STMJxpe9FmI/AAAAAAAABYg/fVcrn4AJ5Fc/s1600-h/DSC03009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STMJxpe9FmI/AAAAAAAABYg/fVcrn4AJ5Fc/s320/DSC03009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274570337134909026" 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/6040472041291673549-6737885232401209739?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6737885232401209739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6737885232401209739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6737885232401209739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6737885232401209739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STMJxgklI0I/AAAAAAAABYo/HA3DoUw6DyU/s72-c/DSC03010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8324205968910469390</id><published>2008-11-29T20:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:41:43.059-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><title type='text'>Summer Sun, Check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STH7wLVXysI/AAAAAAAABYY/1E20VST2w5w/s1600-h/DSC03007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STH7wLVXysI/AAAAAAAABYY/1E20VST2w5w/s320/DSC03007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274273443722283714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the name of the shade of yellow is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer Sun&lt;/span&gt;.  It is Valspar paint from Lowe's.  Now...next up on the agenda is deciding what color to paint the wall with the fireplace insert, and also whether or not to paint &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;that wall a different color, or that wall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the wall next to it.  I know it's hard to judge when you aren't seeing the whole room....maybe I will get those shots up next.  My house is such a wreck between trying to paint and rearrange and decorating for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Hubby thinks the wall needs to be a darker color because of the fireplace....smoke and yellowing, etc.  ???  We are also thinking of using some old aged wood to trim out the fireplace, so it won't have the white trim around it, like the rest of the walls.  Hope that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STH7vg_fU7I/AAAAAAAABYQ/qwSJUT0QiRs/s1600-h/DSC03003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STH7vg_fU7I/AAAAAAAABYQ/qwSJUT0QiRs/s320/DSC03003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274273432356213682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the complete wall that I just finished painting.  We haven't hung things back up on it or even moved all the furniture back against it yet...but wanted to get a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STH7vCfjpkI/AAAAAAAABYI/8S09rOkQi7o/s1600-h/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STH7vCfjpkI/AAAAAAAABYI/8S09rOkQi7o/s320/DSC03002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274273424169215554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think?&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/6040472041291673549-8324205968910469390?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8324205968910469390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8324205968910469390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8324205968910469390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8324205968910469390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/summer-sun-check.html' title='Summer Sun, Check!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/STH7wLVXysI/AAAAAAAABYY/1E20VST2w5w/s72-c/DSC03007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2690483419994475281</id><published>2008-11-28T13:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:51:19.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas music'/><title type='text'>Christmas Playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that time&lt;/span&gt; of year again!!!  Time for celebrating the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;birth of our Lord and Saviour&lt;/span&gt;, time for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;hot cocoa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;warm fires&lt;/span&gt;, good books, decorating, baking, snow boots, and watching the classic seasonal shows and movies!  (Charlie Brown, It's a Wonderful Life, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in honor of the first day of the Christmas season, I've created a musical wonderland that will take you back in time....well, it does me anyway! &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy songs from Frank Sinatra, Barbara Streisand, Amy Grant, Josh Groban, Bobby Helms, Kenny G, Alvin and the Chipmunks (the originals from when we were kids!), Jose Feliciano, and George Strait.  Hopefully I'll find some time to add more soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, "A Soldier's Silent Night" is included, author unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-2690483419994475281?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2690483419994475281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2690483419994475281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2690483419994475281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2690483419994475281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-playlist.html' title='Christmas Playlist'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2162194905823947281</id><published>2008-11-28T13:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:06:53.174-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Remember Our Soldiers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While creating a Christmas playlist to attach to my blog, I stumbled upon this "&lt;a href="http://www.b933fm.com/upload/audio/asoldierssilentnightfatherted.mp3"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;" of sorts.  Please listen and remember all of our many soldiers who &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;won't &lt;/span&gt;make it home for the holidays this year.  Please keep them in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-2162194905823947281?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.b933fm.com/upload/audio/asoldierssilentnightfatherted.mp3' title='Remember Our Soldiers'/><link rel='enclosure' type='audio/mpeg' href='http://www.b933fm.com/upload/audio/asoldierssilentnightfatherted.mp3' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2162194905823947281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2162194905823947281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2162194905823947281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2162194905823947281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/remember-our-soldiers.html' title='Remember Our Soldiers'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6302023935512949463</id><published>2008-11-20T14:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:24:54.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doritos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimberly Durrett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superbowl 09'/><title type='text'>Doritos and Superbowl 08</title><content type='html'>Okay...so what do those things have in common and what on earth do they have to do with my blog? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple.  My BF from Junior High and High School days is in a Doritos commercial that is up for grabs to be aired during the superbowl.  :0)  Ahhh.....I hear the sighs of recognition and understanding, LOL!  Anyway.... her director emailed and said they needed to get their numbers up on viewings and comments....hence the post!  I'm going to post a link, and attempt to post the player....never done that before and am not sure if it will count as viewings.  ???  Voting for which video airs begins Jan. 5, 2009.  Make sure to vote!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crashthesuperbowl.com/#/gallery/video/2049/"&gt;http://www.crashthesuperbowl.com/#/gallery/video/2049/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...I have no clue how to get the video to upload, so PLEASE go to the link....it's only a few seconds!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-6302023935512949463?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6302023935512949463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6302023935512949463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6302023935512949463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6302023935512949463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/doritos-and-superbowl-08.html' title='Doritos and Superbowl 08'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6839465624017764365</id><published>2008-11-19T19:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:22:51.363-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWANA grand prix'/><title type='text'>Grand Prix, Gray Days, and Is this Yellow???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTUJ5BuH0I/AAAAAAAABYA/u34ahcbMGiE/s1600-h/DSC02984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTUJ5BuH0I/AAAAAAAABYA/u34ahcbMGiE/s320/DSC02984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270570730322272066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWANA Grand Prix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was Rooi's first opportunity to participate in the AWANA Grand Prix.  For those of you who don't know what it is (not that I'm all that informed myself), the T&amp;amp;T kids put their own wooden cars together, paint and decorate them, put weights under the front of them, etc., then race against each other.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS7csdopI/AAAAAAAABXo/fLgrY_evNg4/s1600-h/DSC02986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS7csdopI/AAAAAAAABXo/fLgrY_evNg4/s320/DSC02986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270569382687122066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're off!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan Barnes competed against Roo the first go round....he had quite the lead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS7ARcQKI/AAAAAAAABXg/tztg8-14MsY/s1600-h/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS7ARcQKI/AAAAAAAABXg/tztg8-14MsY/s320/DSC02988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270569375057592482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the final score........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS65rJJYI/AAAAAAAABXY/uEAdfXmzh5s/s1600-h/DSC02989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS65rJJYI/AAAAAAAABXY/uEAdfXmzh5s/s320/DSC02989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270569373286344066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roo placed 2nd in each race throughout the night!  Yay ROO!!!!  You go girl!&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....2nd part of this post.  Do you ever get headaches on "gray" days?  I can't stand them.  Tylenol, ibuprofrin, nothing helps.  Sometimes it is almost migraine level.  Winter is FULL of gray days.  Ick.  I don't like cold days, either, unless they are spent in front of a warm fire with books or crafts, or maybe the occasional good movie, and a cup of coffee, hot tea or cocoa.  Basically, if I don't have to leave the house, I'm good on cold days.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;About 6 months ago I was given a gift certificate to Lowe's, so I used to buy some paint.  I talked about it for so long that dh finally gave in to a shade of yellow, just so long as I would finally do it, LOL!  Needless to say, I just put up the first coat on the first small wall today.  I chose the yellow in hopes that it would brighten those dark/gray days and keep spirits high (and headaches low).  The only thing is....I'm not sure it LOOKS yellow on the walls!?  Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS6w2HeaI/AAAAAAAABXQ/x9RE1K9lvnQ/s1600-h/DSC02991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTS6w2HeaI/AAAAAAAABXQ/x9RE1K9lvnQ/s320/DSC02991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270569370916452770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it yellow?  Hmmmmm.....not as much as I'd hoped, but probably better for my not-so-yellow-loving-husband.  I guess we'll see.  I plan on working in some of the green that we painted the hall/office with, and maybe a pale color on one of the other walls.  So, seriously, does that look yellow?&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/6040472041291673549-6839465624017764365?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6839465624017764365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6839465624017764365' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6839465624017764365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6839465624017764365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/grand-prix-gray-days-and-is-this-yellow.html' title='Grand Prix, Gray Days, and Is this Yellow???'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSTUJ5BuH0I/AAAAAAAABYA/u34ahcbMGiE/s72-c/DSC02984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-7327875755681419318</id><published>2008-11-18T21:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:53:00.011-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>Cooking and Costumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Junior loves to help me cook, and sometimes I talk myself into slowing down long enough to let her.  I always try to catch her off guard so I can get a good pic, but she is such a poser!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making brownies for 4-H Achievement Dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMp3xonBI/AAAAAAAABV8/XWOzCP6FNw8/s1600-h/DSC02981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMp3xonBI/AAAAAAAABV8/XWOzCP6FNw8/s320/DSC02981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270210639928269842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMp0zbzxI/AAAAAAAABV0/OA1MttjzIUQ/s1600-h/DSC02980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMp0zbzxI/AAAAAAAABV0/OA1MttjzIUQ/s320/DSC02980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270210639130513170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HALLOWEEN!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...not very scary, but VERY cute!  A scarecrow, a mime, and a princess....charming, don't ya think?  Maybe I'm a little biased....just a little.  ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMpoiMebI/AAAAAAAABVs/78HnvLBW0vw/s1600-h/DSC02976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMpoiMebI/AAAAAAAABVs/78HnvLBW0vw/s320/DSC02976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270210635836979634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMpklW7FI/AAAAAAAABVk/2SIni8qdQ8U/s1600-h/DSC02975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMpklW7FI/AAAAAAAABVk/2SIni8qdQ8U/s320/DSC02975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270210634776505426" 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/6040472041291673549-7327875755681419318?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7327875755681419318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=7327875755681419318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7327875755681419318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7327875755681419318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/cooking-and-costumes.html' title='Cooking and Costumes'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOMp3xonBI/AAAAAAAABV8/XWOzCP6FNw8/s72-c/DSC02981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-7756634651665521095</id><published>2008-11-18T20:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:40:39.830-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deals and steals'/><title type='text'>Latest Deals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, okay....I know I've been slacking and I'm sorry!  I take the pics, but then I get behind on posting and hate to post it once the deals are over because then it's just bragging instead of sharing tips on what you can go do for yourself.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to keep our grocery budget under $40/week.  So far, so good!  (well, for 3 weeks anyway!)  I know it sounds crazy, but I decided if Crystal over at &lt;a href="http://moneysavingmom.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;moneysavingmom&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; can do it, so can I!  (Despite the face that she is feeding a toddler and a baby and I am feeding a ravenous teen, another ravenous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-teen, and a 5 year old.)  Well, what can it hurt to try?  It's pretty much become necessity.  So without further adieu, here are this weeks deals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOBoDGbbyI/AAAAAAAABVc/tmMGkbHyImY/s1600-h/DSC02983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOBoDGbbyI/AAAAAAAABVc/tmMGkbHyImY/s320/DSC02983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270198513980632866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1 gal. FF Milk 3.32&lt;br /&gt;1 gal. Whole Milk 3.82&lt;br /&gt;2 bags &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chex&lt;/span&gt; Mix price matched for $.99 each with Walgreen's ad, then had 2 $.50/1 coupons, so $.49 each&lt;br /&gt;3lb Blue Bonnet Butter 2.32&lt;br /&gt;4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hiland&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lowfat&lt;/span&gt; Lemon Yogurts (8oz) price matched Price-Cutters/Harps ad 2/$1, bought 4, total $2&lt;br /&gt;6 Glade Scented Oil Candle Holders $2 each, had 6 $2/1 coupons,  free!&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes Honey Nut Cheerios price matched for 1.99 each from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; ad, then had 2 $1/1 coupons, so $.99 each, total 1.98&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes Cinnamon Toast Crunch price matched for 1.99 each from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; ad, then had $1/2 coupon, so 1.49 each, total 2.98&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lindor&lt;/span&gt; Truffles $2.50 each, so $5 total&lt;br /&gt;1/2 gal.  Eggnog  3.42&lt;br /&gt;As a Christmas gift from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dh's&lt;/span&gt; wonderful employer (yes, WM), we are receiving 10% off ALL GROCERIES from 11/17-January (not sure of the date), so we had an additional discount of 2.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; Total:  22.83&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 jars Skippy peanut butter on sale 2/3, had 4 $.40/1 coupons, total 4.40&lt;br /&gt;2 Liter A&amp;amp;W Diet Root Beer $0.79&lt;br /&gt;2 Liter A&amp;amp;W Root Beer $0.79&lt;br /&gt;2 Liter Sunkist $0.79&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Deerfield&lt;/span&gt; Farms grated cheese (I think I bought Mexican Blend) 8oz 2/$3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Blistex&lt;/span&gt; Medicated Lip Treatment $0.99&lt;br /&gt;2 Degree &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;deoderants&lt;/span&gt; on sale for 2.99, had $1/2, so 2.49 each, total 4.98 (not bad considering they are normally well over $3/each!)&lt;br /&gt;Received $1 RR at checkout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; total:  14.74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This week's total:  37.57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!  Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to add that some purchases were special treats, as well, because I knew I was going to come in under budget.  We have been finding great bargains for the last couple weeks, so I'm fairly stocked up, and I cook mostly from scratch anyway.  The truffles and eggnog were special treats for our family...some treasured favorites!  :0)  The soda was special, too, because we haven't been buying soda lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to see step-by-step directions on how you can get these same great bargains, head on over to &lt;a href="http://moneysavingmom.com"&gt;www.moneysavingmom.com&lt;/a&gt; ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next post is of a great deal I received a week ago...sorry it's late in posting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sav&lt;/span&gt;-Mart and the Little Debbie Store:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOBoHO7V0I/AAAAAAAABVU/q5W3uOzYdlA/s1600-h/DSC02977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOBoHO7V0I/AAAAAAAABVU/q5W3uOzYdlA/s320/DSC02977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270198515090020162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sav&lt;/span&gt;-Mart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15lb. Potatoes $5&lt;br /&gt;2 bags Boneless/skinless chicken breasts $5.50/3lb bag, total $11&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Ground Beef 1.69 lb, total 4.82&lt;br /&gt;4lb Golden Smoked Boneless Ham (Which I took to their meat dept. and had half of it shaved for lunch meat...yum!) 5.95&lt;br /&gt;2 Owens Sausage 2.50, had $.35/1 coupon, but they double coupons, so it was $.70 off, total 4.30&lt;br /&gt;They had a special deal, buy 1 1lb Owens Sausage, get 1 doz. eggs, 1 can biscuits, and 1 64oz Orange Juice Free....obviously I did the deal twice, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total:  31.02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Debbie Store:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day old bread $.89&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total for week:  31.91&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*I think I bought milk at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Aldi's&lt;/span&gt;, but didn't get that in the pic because it was earlier that week. Also didn't add it into total....)&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/6040472041291673549-7756634651665521095?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7756634651665521095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=7756634651665521095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7756634651665521095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7756634651665521095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/latest-deals.html' title='Latest Deals'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SSOBoDGbbyI/AAAAAAAABVc/tmMGkbHyImY/s72-c/DSC02983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-9150906676557408366</id><published>2008-11-17T21:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:05:35.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money maker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swagbucks'/><title type='text'>Swagbucks.com</title><content type='html'>This is a GREAT find!!!  You simply search as you normally would (or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surf&lt;/span&gt;, if you will) and  you earn gift cards to places you already shop!  It's win/win.  I've seen stuff like this before, and am normally quite the skeptic, but I've read enough articles from blogs that I trust to try it out.   Here's a link to Crystal's blog post about it (moneysavingmom.com):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moneysavingmom.com/money_saving_mom/2008/11/swagbucks-earn-gift-cards-for-searching-online.html"&gt;http://www.moneysavingmom.com/money_saving_mom/2008/11/swagbucks-earn-gift-cards-for-searching-online.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I encourage you to read this one, which details her earning and spending (how she purchased all of her children's Christmas gifts with her gift cards):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economicendeavors.com/2008/11/swag-bucks-update.html"&gt;http://www.economicendeavors.com/2008/11/swag-bucks-update.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please use this link to sign up, if you so wish!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://swagbucks.prodege.com/?cmd=sb-register&amp;amp;rb=245023"&gt;http://swagbucks.prodege.com/?cmd=sb-register&amp;amp;rb=245023&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun earning!!!  :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-9150906676557408366?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/9150906676557408366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=9150906676557408366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9150906676557408366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9150906676557408366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/swagbuckscom.html' title='Swagbucks.com'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1711455582826359231</id><published>2008-11-10T14:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:13:28.646-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in da po house now  LOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugality'/><title type='text'>Living Frugally</title><content type='html'>Most of you know how fond I am of Crystal over at moneysavingmom.com. She has led me to fall in love with frugality. She makes it possible to capture the best of deals. There's a couple of other blogs I check on once in a while, but one has caught my eye frequently as of late. A lot of the offers are the same as moneysavingmom, but I've noticed there being additional ones recently, things that make great Christmas gifts for free or nearly free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thethriftymama.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Thrifty Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll be posting a link to her blog on my sidebar.  Enjoy the great deals!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-1711455582826359231?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1711455582826359231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1711455582826359231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1711455582826359231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1711455582826359231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/living-frugally.html' title='Living Frugally'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-3844454617704201020</id><published>2008-11-05T18:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:05:34.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning After</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border: 1pt solid rgb(102, 153, 128); background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 410px; height: 1619px;" background="http://www.christiandevotions.us/images/bg_paper_mid.jpg" bgcolor="#ffffcc" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;This was a forward from a friend, but states very well what many of us are feeling/facing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:24;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:24;color:black;"   &gt;The Morning After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;By Ariel Allison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(70, 96, 121);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(70, 96, 121);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(70, 96, 121);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(70, 96, 121);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001Aka67wp0h1ISfIkGA_V6vsJT73ZLnMaVEdLTs6EgoIyasWIDFAvYka49LpVEAxeKUFAImfsRRB2ExauQNcIQG8czg4eCY7tibkGXxLllAK5tSl22xSA_VUZbKCZmX1Ztd1viuivjQihDDgnnmjZALisvgtHZBjmytuJhnV0PD9IM_Mvwq_DS3Im5A2g2aNbg8rL5WfF5Y2s=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christiandevotions.us/uploaded_images/Christian-Devotions-Vote-Here-744771.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="199" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving, be made for everyone - for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. This is good, and pleases God our Savior, who wants all men to be saved and to come to a knowledge of the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Timothy 2:1-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Red states. Blue states. Exit polls. Electoral votes. My mind spins as election results scroll across my television screen. And fear rises in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if my preferred candidate doesn't win? What if my values are not shared by the next president? What if... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know for sure: half of this country will wake tomorrow overwhelmed with disappointment, possibly even anger. Uncertainty will reign. Fear will be rampant. This nation will be divided, and Christians will find themselves right in the middle. How then do we live in the tension that surrounds us? Where do we find common ground when our worldviews are so divergent? And how can we be at peace with the results - especially when we passionately disagree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pondered this election I was encouraged by these reminders from an online friend named Rona:&lt;br /&gt;1.   The Bible will still have all the answers.&lt;br /&gt;2.   Prayer will still work.&lt;br /&gt;3.   The Holy Spirit will still move.&lt;br /&gt;4.   God will still inhabit the praises of His people.&lt;br /&gt;5.   There will still be God-anointed preaching.&lt;br /&gt;6.   There will still be singing of praise to God.&lt;br /&gt;7.   God will still pour out blessings upon His people.&lt;br /&gt;8.   There will still be room at the Cross.&lt;br /&gt;9.   Jesus will still love you.&lt;br /&gt;10. Jesus will still save the lost when they come to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T IT GREAT TO KNOW WHO IS REALLY IN CHARGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take comfort in the knowledge that "all authority comes from God, and those in positions of authority have been placed there by God" (Romans 13:1). And I find reassurance in the mandate to pray for those that He has placed in authority over us (1 Timothy 2:1-4). Too often we consider prayer a last resort when it should be our first course of action. Will you join me in committing to pray for our new President and the others who will lead us over the next four years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001Aka67wp0h1K35M7nYzsmGs7j0CcwqGA3CJf5YBLOl4SgHNULHCZ4DrLKfvrzEUlpH9K6GQPNJ2br41RBJz_bF1ib-S0RfDgSoBbrbaljmU2nb2Sg37GtK-YVC9cwlIbpVDT_s7N2T2ufZTNTPtRYTGFiNDPH0y7BImJTPSSLDCMjOL9QFKl-Mw==" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christiandevotions.us/uploaded_images/Ariel-Lawhon-759476.jpg" border="0" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ariel Allison writes, reads, and lives in a small Texas town with her husband and three young sons. She is the co-author of Daddy Do You Love Me: a Daughter's Journey of Faith and Restoration (New Leaf Press, 2006). Her days are filled with toothless grins, muddy hands, and a never ending stream of words that try to find their way to her laptop. She ponders life as a mother of all boys at &lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001Aka67wp0h1JiHDJwvoN8p-atUF2VJH4wEY9v3QQRSsPlNZtWK90vhsDcjE1YisxoVKNI5nsxiFhPFSwFaFOvWhtnF1hNUSaVakW3CSrRQ-LOppK4B23PjehqZ8BG6Phc" target="_blank"&gt;www.th&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001Aka67wp0h1JiHDJwvoN8p-atUF2VJH4wEY9v3QQRSsPlNZtWK90vhsDcjE1YisxoVKNI5nsxiFhPFSwFaFOvWhtnF1hNUSaVakW3CSrRQ-LOppK4B23PjehqZ8BG6Phc" target="_blank"&gt;emoabclub.blogspot.com &lt;/a&gt;and her thoughts as a redeemed dreamer at &lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001Aka67wp0h1IT_iK_BB1Hd1uoRGXJtU9kJsVglLTDodGGWmSgWBE_fSr4JQYASgBZseSA4JUep3oMUj6pqMXongELfe2hIHOvfjcevJgTP133zuzqJXoOnDOeud1Eb9dN" target="_blank"&gt;www.arielallison.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. She and her husband are expecting their fourth son in December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="11d6ec284ac648a4_LETTER.BLOCK7"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6040472041291673549-3844454617704201020?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3844454617704201020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=3844454617704201020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3844454617704201020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3844454617704201020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/morning-after.html' title='The Morning After'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1973583729113113744</id><published>2008-11-04T22:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:14:40.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what must our founding fathers be thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what has become of America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>God Help Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God has not given us a spirit of fear, but a spirit of power, a spirit of love, and soundness of mind."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, more than ever, we must cling to this and the many other promises that God has given us. He is truly the only One who knows what the future holds. Pray. Pray. Pray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Father, our lives are in Your hands....Your mighty and capable hands."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-1973583729113113744?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1973583729113113744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1973583729113113744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1973583729113113744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1973583729113113744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-help-us.html' title='God Help Us'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2798807543250444372</id><published>2008-11-04T14:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:11:07.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary in the ozarks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic tranquility'/><title type='text'>Anniversary Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We set off to go hiking, and I had to grab my camera.  Jason headed on down the path, and then I couldn't find him.  Wouldn't ya know?  Up a tree!  I told him we are getting much too old for that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC30g-I99I/AAAAAAAABU8/s5s-J2XGbCE/s1600-h/DSC02956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264910077227759570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC30g-I99I/AAAAAAAABU8/s5s-J2XGbCE/s320/DSC02956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC30XmESZI/AAAAAAAABU0/190b_VOkm3E/s1600-h/DSC02958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264910074710870418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC30XmESZI/AAAAAAAABU0/190b_VOkm3E/s320/DSC02958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful sunset from our back deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909378536905074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3L2JQmXI/AAAAAAAABUk/WmJQ3D2SK2E/s320/DSC02952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently strange things start to happen after the sun goes down, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!  Now you know why we need to get away sometimes....to laugh!!!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3MEz3wAI/AAAAAAAABUs/aoci5GwsSv8/s1600-h/DSC02955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909382473728002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3MEz3wAI/AAAAAAAABUs/aoci5GwsSv8/s320/DSC02955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the back side (I think) of a real, working steam engine, which REALLY impressed my husband.  The name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Detter&lt;/span&gt; you will recognize as they are the owners of &lt;a href="http://www.domestictranquility.com/"&gt;Domestic Tranquility&lt;/a&gt;.  I believe the last time we were there they told us it was Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Detter's&lt;/span&gt; father's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3LrHLpYI/AAAAAAAABUc/vuYanf-8IOg/s1600-h/DSC02950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909375575401858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3LrHLpYI/AAAAAAAABUc/vuYanf-8IOg/s320/DSC02950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; had to check it all out and show me all the signs that it works and has been used recently.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3LgmVqlI/AAAAAAAABUU/9wEu-wwOB5g/s1600-h/DSC02951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909372753291858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3LgmVqlI/AAAAAAAABUU/9wEu-wwOB5g/s320/DSC02951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3LQjD7OI/AAAAAAAABUM/0Sol-Z9Oiro/s1600-h/DSC02949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909368444579042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC3LQjD7OI/AAAAAAAABUM/0Sol-Z9Oiro/s320/DSC02949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's this?  It's a wagon they actually hook up sometimes and take on trail rides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2IzIA86I/AAAAAAAABUE/kwA-OrXBlSc/s1600-h/DSC02948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908226675143586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2IzIA86I/AAAAAAAABUE/kwA-OrXBlSc/s320/DSC02948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have many farm animals, some normal, some not so normal.  Like these ducks....what's up with the bouffant of hair???  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2InQVgLI/AAAAAAAABT8/dBxfrpjgWMA/s1600-h/DSC02947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908223488819378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2InQVgLI/AAAAAAAABT8/dBxfrpjgWMA/s320/DSC02947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious ponies roam like dogs...never far and willing to let anyone pet him.  So friendly.  He likes to stay close to their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fire pit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2IcZHs6I/AAAAAAAABT0/fWpnAM_EwXk/s1600-h/DSC02940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908220572873634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2IcZHs6I/AAAAAAAABT0/fWpnAM_EwXk/s320/DSC02940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a lookout tower we were &lt;em&gt;going&lt;/em&gt; to climb and take some awesome pics from....but this time of year, the bees are drawn to the warmth, so we thought best to let them have their peace!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2IAWySKI/AAAAAAAABTs/GMgRaTE49JU/s1600-h/DSC02937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908213046888610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2IAWySKI/AAAAAAAABTs/GMgRaTE49JU/s320/DSC02937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was another tower on the other side of Eureka, but alas, the bees had invaded it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A beautiful view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2H6g24jI/AAAAAAAABTk/NufW5AubxnE/s1600-h/DSC02933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908211478520370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC2H6g24jI/AAAAAAAABTk/NufW5AubxnE/s320/DSC02933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many more pics, but had to choose &lt;em&gt;just a few&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.  :0)  Hope you enjoyed the tour and I cannot encourage everyone strongly enough to visit this piece of paradise for themselves!  :0)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.domestictranquility.com/"&gt;http://www.domestictranquility.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6040472041291673549-2798807543250444372?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2798807543250444372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2798807543250444372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2798807543250444372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2798807543250444372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/anniversary-continued.html' title='Anniversary Continued'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SRC30g-I99I/AAAAAAAABU8/s5s-J2XGbCE/s72-c/DSC02956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2491468389120857042</id><published>2008-11-04T14:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:45:32.388-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='who knows who?'/><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>Okay...I know I said I would post the rest of the anniversary pics, and I will, but have been super busy and super stressed.  This is something I did a couple of months ago and have been meaning to post the results to.  It's pretty funny and somehow a LITTLE accurate.  It was hard as I was going through some very personally difficult times when I did this.  That makes me wonder how the answers would be different with some of those struggles being behind me.  Hmmmm.....  Check it out, let me know what you think, if you have time.  Take it for yourself, you just might learn something!  OH, and if you do take it, please send me a link or you can leave a link here in the comments!  :0)  Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=XdnwdkCrIGLxLdU-OO-CDCCD-5279"&gt; My personalDNA Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the link to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to take it yourself, I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/"&gt;http://www.personaldna.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-2491468389120857042?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2491468389120857042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2491468389120857042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2491468389120857042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2491468389120857042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1958614914752956104</id><published>2008-10-26T15:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:48:35.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our anniversary'/><title type='text'>Our Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, many of you may remember the post I wrote about our anniversary weekend last year (click &lt;a href="http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-anniversary.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-anniversary-pics.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for those posts-there were 2 of them). I really didn't think we could afford the trip this year with the recession and all. In fact, I KNEW we couldn't. Hubby asked about it, and I told him how much it was and that there just was no way. AND that was okay, because not every anniversary can be stellar, right? I'm just fine with a candle-lit dinner at home. WELL, dh(dear hubby) went behind my back and sold some stock we had (that was about to drop anyway) and made just enough to surprise me with the weekend to the cabin in the woods. We SO love it there. It's peaceful and lovely and simply a haven. It was just what we needed, an escape from the stress of the faltering economy and the pressures of everyday life. We are simple people, and we love nature. To be out and surrounded by it, like you've left the world behind, is simply divine. It's really not an expensive trip as there is a kitchen in each cabin and they stock with fresh farm eggs and all the major condiments, bottled water, chips, and a box of chocolates to boot.   We simply pack what food we need from our own kitchen and take it with us.  It's about a couple sacks full and some items in the ice chest (they have all the dishes, pots, pans, utensils, you name it...plus all appliances including mini fridge/freezer).  I could go there every year and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We stayed in a different cabin this year because the one we had last year was booked. It was just as nice and peaceful. If I could go live there, I would! The name of the place is &lt;a href="http://www.domestictranquility.com/"&gt;Domestic &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.domestictranquility.com/"&gt;Tranquility&lt;/a&gt; and that says it all. I don't think they could have come up with a better name. The family is one that homeschools and are a big part of Benton County 4-H (they are in the Homespun group). It's just amazing and I cannot recommend it highly enough!!!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here are some pics....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pine Wood Log Cabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that's Jason at the grill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdY6sINpI/AAAAAAAABRs/XP8PRDYmlgQ/s1600-h/cabin2+comp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdY6sINpI/AAAAAAAABRs/XP8PRDYmlgQ/s320/cabin2+comp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261573684816524946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdYBKRWYI/AAAAAAAABRk/LWCIXpq-32E/s1600-h/Us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdYBKRWYI/AAAAAAAABRk/LWCIXpq-32E/s320/Us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261573669373696386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The 2 of us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; Well, that's the thing about being alone...there's no one to take pics of the both of you!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdaMrJnJI/AAAAAAAABR8/rWA4kUsPHQE/s1600-h/bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdaMrJnJI/AAAAAAAABR8/rWA4kUsPHQE/s320/bed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261573706824129682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the 'Happy Anniversary' sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdZI36NxI/AAAAAAAABR0/1x6kAPWOBDE/s1600-h/chairs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdZI36NxI/AAAAAAAABR0/1x6kAPWOBDE/s320/chairs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261573688624035602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTfsR8wGoI/AAAAAAAABSU/RxrZh8cpgrY/s1600-h/kictchen2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTfsR8wGoI/AAAAAAAABSU/RxrZh8cpgrY/s320/kictchen2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261576216501033602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The front door from the inside.  This cabin had 3 (or 4?) stained glass windows that were absolutely breathtaking!  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTfuKyX4fI/AAAAAAAABS0/jE4AimGdTn4/s1600-h/front+door.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTfuKyX4fI/AAAAAAAABS0/jE4AimGdTn4/s320/front+door.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261576248938193394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Door to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTfsivw9EI/AAAAAAAABSc/08gkqWhb3ac/s1600-h/bath+door.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTfsivw9EI/AAAAAAAABSc/08gkqWhb3ac/s320/bath+door.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261576221009966146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTftXsMyLI/AAAAAAAABSk/qAeyPYGSSXU/s1600-h/sink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTftXsMyLI/AAAAAAAABSk/qAeyPYGSSXU/s320/sink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261576235222091954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The jacuzzi.  Ahhhh.....LOVED IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTftuMg4lI/AAAAAAAABSs/SOpIKxpTC3E/s1600-h/jacuzzi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTftuMg4lI/AAAAAAAABSs/SOpIKxpTC3E/s320/jacuzzi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261576241263206994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The attention to detail given to these cabins leaves nothing to want for!!!  It's so amazing the tender love and care that this family puts into every single minute detail.  I admire them greatly.&lt;br /&gt;My pictures can scarce do the place justice.  Click on the link to their website where you can see more/better pics and get details about their place.  They provide an amazing history for each cabin, how it was built, where the wood, etc., came from....simply wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stay tuned for another post with pics of the things we saw and places we went.  :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-1958614914752956104?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1958614914752956104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1958614914752956104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1958614914752956104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1958614914752956104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-anniversary.html' title='Our Anniversary'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SQTdY6sINpI/AAAAAAAABRs/XP8PRDYmlgQ/s72-c/cabin2+comp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4314797275396297180</id><published>2008-10-25T12:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:22:19.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mmmmm  coffee'/><title type='text'>For the Coffee Lovers</title><content type='html'>Okay...so I have tons to post about, and yet haven't found the time.  BUT, I wanted to throw this out there for all you coffee lovers, money saving people, or those who KNOW coffee lovers/drinkers.....  ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dunkinathome.com/?src=blogtag" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dunkinathome.com/images/blog/blog_tag.jpg" width="252" height="190" border="0" alt="Dunkin' Donuts. Dunkin' keeps me blogging. Try Dunkin' Donuts Coffee For Free. Get a Sample" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-4314797275396297180?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4314797275396297180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=4314797275396297180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4314797275396297180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/4314797275396297180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-coffee-lovers.html' title='For the Coffee Lovers'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5177636296192380921</id><published>2008-10-20T22:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:18:46.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunrise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maidens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and Frodo'/><title type='text'>She's so pretty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Ied7Ew7I/AAAAAAAABQ0/wvR9adb7WvU/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Ied7Ew7I/AAAAAAAABQ0/wvR9adb7WvU/s320/DSC02891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259439628104287154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the daughter of some very dear friends of ours.  She is, in fact, also a dear friend, although only 17.  :)  She was one of the homecoming maids for Gentry Homecoming this year and asked me to do her make-up.  I was honored....and scared to death!!!  LOL  It all turned out okay...especially considering the fact that I didn't see her dress until later that afternoon AFTER I had done her make-up!  ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Iei8GKuI/AAAAAAAABQ8/_dKgk3yv8Fg/s1600-h/DSC02895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Iei8GKuI/AAAAAAAABQ8/_dKgk3yv8Fg/s320/DSC02895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259439629450750690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Ie4Of1GI/AAAAAAAABRE/NrWB9NQVuiA/s1600-h/DSC02898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Ie4Of1GI/AAAAAAAABRE/NrWB9NQVuiA/s320/DSC02898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259439635165074530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1IfN-Gf3I/AAAAAAAABRM/gaZc_xq-mgY/s1600-h/DSC02900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1IfN-Gf3I/AAAAAAAABRM/gaZc_xq-mgY/s320/DSC02900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259439641001885554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a sunrise I had taken a pic of and it just seemed to go with her dress!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1IfIyUGUI/AAAAAAAABRU/0Qp4MrRwSmU/s1600-h/DSC02886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1IfIyUGUI/AAAAAAAABRU/0Qp4MrRwSmU/s320/DSC02886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259439639610267970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to get one more of Frodo in here.  He slept like this on the back of the couch for quite some time...even after I took the pic.  In a little while we heard a "cathunk" and looked over and he had fallen to the floor!  He was okay...just a rude awakening I suppose!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1JXxBvSWI/AAAAAAAABRc/RyCU8TqrhW0/s1600-h/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1JXxBvSWI/AAAAAAAABRc/RyCU8TqrhW0/s320/DSC02907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259440612485056866" 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/6040472041291673549-5177636296192380921?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5177636296192380921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5177636296192380921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5177636296192380921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5177636296192380921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/shes-so-pretty.html' title='She&apos;s so pretty!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Ied7Ew7I/AAAAAAAABQ0/wvR9adb7WvU/s72-c/DSC02891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-9175294533205215270</id><published>2008-10-20T21:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:06:12.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frodo cuz he&apos;s family too'/><title type='text'>Frodo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Gevruf_I/AAAAAAAABQs/r5wNd8hYPVQ/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Gevruf_I/AAAAAAAABQs/r5wNd8hYPVQ/s320/DSC02888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259437433848496114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at him go!  He walks around like this without holding onto something with his front paws also, but it's hard for me to catch on camera.  He always decides to just come play with the camera instead!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so I know you might not want to see pics of my dog.  I know this blog is supposed to be about my family and what we are up to.  Well....Frodo is family, now, too!  Besides, I just couldn't help but post some pics of the cute lil buggar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1FzuLDLPI/AAAAAAAABQE/Ur0THybgVuo/s1600-h/DSC02881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1FzuLDLPI/AAAAAAAABQE/Ur0THybgVuo/s320/DSC02881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259436694708628722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1FzwwwE2I/AAAAAAAABQU/Swew-B8PKsw/s1600-h/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1FzwwwE2I/AAAAAAAABQU/Swew-B8PKsw/s320/DSC02883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259436695403631458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1F0LDbYlI/AAAAAAAABQc/kHrfK_UbwK8/s1600-h/DSC02884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1F0LDbYlI/AAAAAAAABQc/kHrfK_UbwK8/s320/DSC02884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259436702461289042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1F0O3ZBjI/AAAAAAAABQk/p9EILPw8RmI/s1600-h/DSC02885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1F0O3ZBjI/AAAAAAAABQk/p9EILPw8RmI/s320/DSC02885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259436703484544562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He sure does love apples!!!  :)&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/6040472041291673549-9175294533205215270?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/9175294533205215270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=9175294533205215270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9175294533205215270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9175294533205215270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/frodo.html' title='Frodo'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP1Gevruf_I/AAAAAAAABQs/r5wNd8hYPVQ/s72-c/DSC02888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5536787566178557909</id><published>2008-10-20T21:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:55:47.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deals'/><title type='text'>Deals for Oct. 7 (sorry I'm behind on posts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP0-z1prUfI/AAAAAAAABP8/FwYD3GyEKfQ/s1600-h/DSC02880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP0-z1prUfI/AAAAAAAABP8/FwYD3GyEKfQ/s320/DSC02880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259429000134742514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was done in 3 separate purchases.  It was a few weeks ago and I'm not even going to try to break it down into those purchases, because I would confuse not only myself, but all of you as well!  LOL  Purchase date was Oct. 7 and after rebates, RR, wags coupons, and manufacturer coupons, I was out of pocket....&lt;br /&gt;$7.28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP0-rjl84WI/AAAAAAAABPs/U8ebRXCS0vA/s1600-h/DSC02879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP0-rjl84WI/AAAAAAAABPs/U8ebRXCS0vA/s320/DSC02879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259428857848324450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At WM, with many coupons thanks to moneysavingmom.com, the total for all of these products (listed below) came up to $33.21.&lt;br /&gt;I paid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$5.23&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purina Dog Food $4.96&lt;br /&gt;-$4/1 coupon=$0.96&lt;br /&gt;Purina Cat Food $4.33&lt;br /&gt;$4/1 coupon= $0.33&lt;br /&gt;Ronzoni Smart Taste Macaroni,&lt;br /&gt;Ronzoni Spaghetti 2/$3.00&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 $1/1 coupons= $0.50 each&lt;br /&gt;EZMac Cup on sale for $0.75/each&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 $1/2 coupons making them $0.25/each&lt;br /&gt;KY $2.64&lt;br /&gt;coupon $3.00/1&lt;br /&gt;overage of $0.36&lt;br /&gt;4 pkg. diff. varieties of Valley Fresh Steamers, $1.23 each&lt;br /&gt;4 $1/1 coupons, making them $0.23 each&lt;br /&gt;Yeash $3.92&lt;br /&gt;coupon for $0.40/1 making it $3.52 (I know, not a great deal, but I needed it)&lt;br /&gt;Clean and Clear Facial Cleansing Pads $5.44&lt;br /&gt;coupon $5/1, making it $0.44.&lt;br /&gt;Kotex Liners $0.97/1&lt;br /&gt;coupon $1/1&lt;br /&gt;overage of $0.03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning, I'm learning....&lt;br /&gt;Now...if I could just make all the meals out of this and this only!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-5536787566178557909?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5536787566178557909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5536787566178557909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5536787566178557909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5536787566178557909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/deals-for-oct-7-sorry-im-behind-on.html' title='Deals for Oct. 7 (sorry I&apos;m behind on posts)'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SP0-z1prUfI/AAAAAAAABP8/FwYD3GyEKfQ/s72-c/DSC02880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-956657847586624637</id><published>2008-10-20T10:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:42:15.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimped redneck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political minds that think alike'/><title type='text'>Mr. Gimped Redneck</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to make note of the addition I made to my bloggy friends list.  The publisher behind &lt;a href="http://gimpedredneck.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Gimped Redneck&lt;/a&gt; is a good friend, and a very intelligent author.  He has many different blogs, this is just my personal favorite.  Feel free to pop on over there.  He is politically minded and motivated at the moment, but not in some of the hateful accusatory ways you see in the media.  He's not looking for a fight, just expressing opinions (that I share most of).  It just makes for very interesting, often informing, reading.  Just some FYI!!!  :0)  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-956657847586624637?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://gimpedredneck.blogspot.com/' title='Mr. Gimped Redneck'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/956657847586624637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=956657847586624637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/956657847586624637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/956657847586624637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/mr-gimped-redneck.html' title='Mr. Gimped Redneck'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6880713850941401345</id><published>2008-09-30T21:13:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:53:15.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the depths of God&apos;s love and generosity'/><title type='text'>A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ring a bell?  Think Disney's Cinderella, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When one door closes, another opens....we use this to reassure ourselves time and again that all will right itself eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a rough week with pets. I took in a kitten to help out a friend...a kitten that had been born, then deserted immediately by it's mother. I nursed it for 3 days....even wiping it's bottom with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paper towel&lt;/span&gt; to make it potty. (Did you know you HAVE to do that or it will die? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;It passed on anyway after 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Then we lost our Blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Heeler&lt;/span&gt;, Zeke. We have come to the conclusion that he was run over. Why do people not stop??? It would be so much better if they told us when it happened...if they showed ANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sign of remorse.  He lived through it, only to die the next day due to internal injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.....&lt;br /&gt;I haven't told many people this....it's too silly to even mention in casual conversation, but I've ALWAYS wanted a Maltese puppy. They are so cuddly and fun. AND THEY DON"T SHED!!! (good for those of us with allergies!) They are VERY intelligent and just an overall very good choice for a house/lap dog. One problem....they run from $500-$700. YIKES!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I stopped pricing them about 5 years ago when it became apparent that I would never find one I could afford. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I could never and would never pay that for a dog. (Well, who's to say what I WOULD or WOULD NOT do if I had that kind of money to just throw around....I may never know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;God knows our hearts and our desires, though....even the silly ones.  :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I get several daily digests in my email from different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;homeschooling&lt;/span&gt; groups that I belong to. On one there came a post about a Maltese puppy for sale. I immediately jumped on the post and saw that it said "make an offer" and so I did. I made a very meager offer of about 1/10 of what the dog was worth (I had a little birthday money)...but offered a loving home as well.  I didn't get my hopes up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.  After sending the email, I noticed that there was a website mentioned where you could see pics of the pup, so I looked it up. When I saw the pics I looked and looked. Only when I looked again a little later did I see the side note that said something along the lines of "Price Reduced $400 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OBO&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ZOINKS&lt;/span&gt;! I was embarrassed that I had even sent my meager offer, sure that the owner/dealer would get a good laugh, though! I would never have sent it if I had seen the note first.  I NEVER expected to hear back from these people. However, the next day (or day after that one, not sure) I received a phone call. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;puppy was mine to come pick up. Say WHAT?! Yep....mine. I couldn't believe it and tried not to get my hopes up. We were on our way to see Fireproof and go out to dinner with our Sunday School class when I got the call, so I made arrangements to pick up the pup the next afternoon (Sunday). All the way there I was just hoping and praying this man would not suddenly change his mind and break my heart. When I got there, the family was SO nice. The man said that God works in mysterious ways. Yes, He most certainly does. My daughters have made comments this week on how great it is to see how much God loves us and cares about our needs...and our wants. Even the silly ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Frodo&lt;/span&gt;...(at least I THINK that's what I'm naming him!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLi5AoypLI/AAAAAAAABPE/tUzuOPih2zo/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLi5AoypLI/AAAAAAAABPE/tUzuOPih2zo/s320/DSC02872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252009584518931634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or Grizzly?  (because he THINKS he's a grizzly bear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLhiG2Pb5I/AAAAAAAABOU/YOaOp96nmTo/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLhiG2Pb5I/AAAAAAAABOU/YOaOp96nmTo/s320/DSC02873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252008091537338258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; took this pic....she tried really hard! (o: )&lt;br /&gt;Or Bouncer, because when he gets really excited he bounces more than runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLhiMQMZwI/AAAAAAAABOc/VxX-9kDEy0w/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLhiMQMZwI/AAAAAAAABOc/VxX-9kDEy0w/s320/DSC02870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252008092988368642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Peedie&lt;/span&gt; (Scottish for small/little)  He makes Snickers look like a giant!  :0D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLhiMavYFI/AAAAAAAABOk/p4BXhCQgD54/s1600-h/DSC02871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLhiMavYFI/AAAAAAAABOk/p4BXhCQgD54/s320/DSC02871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252008093032603730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or Rascal....self explanatory!  Ha, ha, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By the way, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Frodo&lt;/span&gt;" came from the movie, Lord of the Rings.  For those of you who haven't seen the movie or read the books, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Frodo&lt;/span&gt; is a hobbit, which is defined as a "smallish being with hairy feet."  That fits this dog pretty well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!  The only problem is it sounds like "No, No!" and I don't want him to be confused.  ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let me know what you think! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and have a great night!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Frodo&lt;/span&gt; lays in my lap, sleeping mostly, or trying to "type" while I'm blogging...it's so cute!  He says goodnight, too!  :0)&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6040472041291673549-6880713850941401345?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6880713850941401345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6880713850941401345' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6880713850941401345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6880713850941401345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/dream-is-wish-your-heart-makes.html' title='A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes.....'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOLi5AoypLI/AAAAAAAABPE/tUzuOPih2zo/s72-c/DSC02872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2831227116624438915</id><published>2008-09-29T21:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:29:27.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the ballerina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80&apos;s'/><title type='text'>The Ballerina Turns 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Oh my!  13....I'm feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;, now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXvnUiYKI/AAAAAAAABNs/lX1ONOn6j8A/s1600-h/DSC02813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXvnUiYKI/AAAAAAAABNs/lX1ONOn6j8A/s320/DSC02813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251645484755476642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the gang that rang in the celebration of the ballerina's 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to have an 80's theme party at Roller City (a skating rink).  So....it's her birthday and that's what we did!  The girls loved it.   All but one dressed up (and I don't blame her!).&lt;br /&gt;They had an absolute BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXvpC6dkI/AAAAAAAABN0/H3PL1gB6jZs/s1600-h/DSC02815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXvpC6dkI/AAAAAAAABN0/H3PL1gB6jZs/s320/DSC02815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251645485218428482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junior tries to remember how to stand on these wheels...she never really did well...finally gave up and went in sock feet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXvvCuUrI/AAAAAAAABN8/74OqirfEphE/s1600-h/DSC02818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXvvCuUrI/AAAAAAAABN8/74OqirfEphE/s320/DSC02818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251645486828245682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K skates her booty off ALL night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXv-Gd1jI/AAAAAAAABOE/lu_OlShPV0Q/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXv-Gd1jI/AAAAAAAABOE/lu_OlShPV0Q/s320/DSC02825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251645490870474290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Worn out, she collapses on the wall in front of where I'm taking pictures.   She's so happy!   :0)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUyc6fkkI/AAAAAAAABNE/-xh2twT0TXs/s1600-h/DSC02812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUyc6fkkI/AAAAAAAABNE/-xh2twT0TXs/s320/DSC02812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251642234966610498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I absolutely LOVE this pic!  This SO could have been my own birthday.   It was like walking back in time.   I don't think I really miss the 80's, though...mismatched clothes, teased BIG hair....blue eye shadow galore....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUySkb_AI/AAAAAAAABNM/yiQfbYcJk_c/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUySkb_AI/AAAAAAAABNM/yiQfbYcJk_c/s320/DSC02859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251642232189746178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nope...they weren't even playing "Locomotion"....they just did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUygEwxmI/AAAAAAAABNU/l-_mJhw3Vrw/s1600-h/DSC02851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUygEwxmI/AAAAAAAABNU/l-_mJhw3Vrw/s320/DSC02851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251642235814987362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Believe it or not, these pics have a story behind them.  When we arrived at the skating rink, the moment the girls stepped out of the van there were kids hanging out who yelled "Freaks!"  So nasty!  Funny thing was....THEY were wearing tutus, tiaras, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucking flashing pacifiers&lt;/span&gt;.  Who are THEY to call my 80's girls freaks?!!!  By the way....the tutus are on BOYS!  Boys with green hair and make-up like the band KISS.   CRAZY!   I grabbed this pic later on when we were inside.   I was sitting taking pics of the girls skating by and just managed to turn and get these guys.  Thought you could use a good laugh!!!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUykOIZNI/AAAAAAAABNc/K3uMI8IWS-o/s1600-h/DSC02855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUykOIZNI/AAAAAAAABNc/K3uMI8IWS-o/s320/DSC02855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251642236928025810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13 Candles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUyqYTPaI/AAAAAAAABNk/JjMOMAoZRmY/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGUyqYTPaI/AAAAAAAABNk/JjMOMAoZRmY/s320/DSC02863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251642238581292450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her cupcake cake is upside down in this pic....it was a big flower.&lt;br /&gt;Ya know...it's not that bad.....yet.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;     13, that is.   I'm so proud of the young woman of God that she is becoming.   She has a genuine passion for loving others and lifting them up.   She's so kind (except to her sisters sometimes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!).   She's growing up, and while that is sad, I couldn't be  happier about who she's becoming.   I feel so blessed to be able to be part of this....to watch her blossom and bloom.   Let's just hope this lasts after "Charlie" comes!!! ;0P&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/6040472041291673549-2831227116624438915?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2831227116624438915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2831227116624438915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2831227116624438915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2831227116624438915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/ballerina-turns-13.html' title='The Ballerina Turns 13'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SOGXvnUiYKI/AAAAAAAABNs/lX1ONOn6j8A/s72-c/DSC02813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-781701811348937113</id><published>2008-09-24T20:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:18:08.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Latest Deals and Sad News</title><content type='html'>I had to go to town on Tuesday, so I stopped by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; again with 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Visine&lt;/span&gt; coupons for $2 off each in hand.  I used those with the $2 off in the Easy Saver booklet and got them for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was waiting for my 2 older girls to be done at the orthodontist today I walked over to Target and picked up 2 trial size bottles of Tylenol, free after my $1/1 coupons.  I also bought 3 boxes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Electrosol&lt;/span&gt; Gel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pacs&lt;/span&gt;.  They are normally $3.69 (at Target) and I had 3 $2.25/1 coupons.  That made them $1.44 each, which is extremely cheap when that is all I can use.  We have CRAZY hard water around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeke, our blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heeler&lt;/span&gt;, died today.  He was fine last night when I closed up the house to go to bed.  This morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt;, curious cat that she is, wondered why he hadn't come out from under the porch like he normally does to eat his "breakfast" if you will.  She started freaking out, yelling "There are worms going in and out of his neck!"  Yeah.  Say what?  So I went to check it out.  He wouldn't move.  BUT his chest was going up and down, so he was still breathing.  I went and got DH out of bed and we checked him out.  His eyes were dilated and we thought he was breathing  his last.  He still wouldn't get up.  His front right leg appeared to be broken and he couldn't seem to maneuver his back side at all.  I got him some water.  He lapped it up like crazy, so there was hope, right?  I watched him for a while.  DH said there was no point in taking him to the vet.  He would either get better throughout the day or he would pass.  An hour later I went to check on him and he had moved!!!  I was so excited!  The kids were excited and hopeful.  We gave him more water and he lapped that up.  We had to leave for our appointments today, so we said a prayer.  When we got home he had passed on.  So heartbreaking.  It seems no matter how many pets/animals we lose on the farm, each one hurts.  Each are very missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, we say goodbye to Zeke.  There just  has to be an animal  heaven for timid, loving dogs like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-781701811348937113?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/781701811348937113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=781701811348937113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/781701811348937113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/781701811348937113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/latest-deals-and-sad-news.html' title='Latest Deals and Sad News'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8165674309200496926</id><published>2008-09-21T14:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:29:29.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groceries and savings'/><title type='text'>The Grocery Game Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNacau3n_XI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wyUbZBT6qF8/s1600-h/DSC02796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNacau3n_XI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wyUbZBT6qF8/s320/DSC02796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248554398818762098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a last minute run to Walgreen's yesterday to snag some of their expiring deals. &lt;br /&gt;Fruictise Shampoo and Conditioners 3/$10.00&lt;br /&gt;I bought 6=$20.00&lt;br /&gt;6 $1/1 coupons=$14.00&lt;br /&gt;$10.00 cash rebate= $4.00&lt;br /&gt;total cost for me:  $4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colgate Toothpaste: $2.99&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2&lt;br /&gt;$2.00 off each with in-ad coupon= $1.98&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 $0.75 off each coupons (couldn't find the $1.00 off each coupons that I thought I had)&lt;br /&gt;total cost for me:  $0.48 for 2 tubes of toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visine:  $3.99 each&lt;br /&gt;I bought 3 (DH uses them a lot)&lt;br /&gt;Easy Saver Coupon Book had $2.00 off each=$1.99 each&lt;br /&gt;I had 3 $1.00 off each coupons= $0.99 each&lt;br /&gt;total cost for me:  $2.97 for 3 bottles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total ending cost before coupons and rebates:  $37.95&lt;br /&gt;Total cost after coupons and rebates:  $7.45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of my savings, but a little disappointed because if I would have had the correct coupons my total would have been $2.97.  This is still a great deal, though, and will keep us stocked up on shampoo/conditioner, toothpaste, and visine for a while.  (I have 3 girls with long hair...we go through the shampoo/conditioner around here!  LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in town we went ahead and stopped back by WM because I had printed off some online coupons for Johnson's products.  I got 4 more Johnson's Bath Buddies Soaps for free plus overage (including discount) of $0.48.  They bought me a candy bar.  :0)&lt;br /&gt;Now...off to look over the ads for this week....although this is not my grocery week, so it has to be freebies or nearly freebies.  Have fun and good luck with your deals this week!  Feel free to post in the comments any good deals  you come across and want to share with the rest of us! &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/6040472041291673549-8165674309200496926?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8165674309200496926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8165674309200496926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8165674309200496926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8165674309200496926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/grocery-game-part-ii.html' title='The Grocery Game Part II'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNacau3n_XI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wyUbZBT6qF8/s72-c/DSC02796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2318757667664428955</id><published>2008-09-21T13:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:07:40.002-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty cats'/><title type='text'>Bye, Bye Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the kitty didn't make it.  At least we had 3 fun days of cuddling.  I'm not sure why he didn't make it, other than nature itself.  Like I mentioned in another post, sometimes you can do everything right and follow all the rules, but things don't go the way we think they "ought to."  I found myself questioning everything I had done in the 72 hours we had him.  Did I feed him too much?  Did I medicate him too much?  Did he get too hot with the heating pad (therefore literally cooking him)?  The questions are as endless as the possible answers.  In the end, to have some closure, I had to apologize to God and ask His forgiveness for not being a good replacement for this baby's mother.  You know what I realized?  God created each creature in it's kind to be cared for in a certain way.  Sometimes those creatures go against God's design...they, like us, have a choice to ignore their natural instincts.  I had done the best I could, but would never be the nurturer that this kitty needed or that God had created to take care of it.&lt;br /&gt; This led to another thought process of, "How many times have I gone against God's natural plan for me?"  Wow...hard to answer this side of heaven....scary to think of how high that number might actually be.  I hope and pray and seek God's will each day, asking that He keep me in line, but how often has my knee-jerk reaction been to make a decision based on my feelings or what I know?  Far too many, I'm afraid.  I'm so thankful that He stays so close by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a birthday recently and realized that wisdom really does come with age.  Maybe not "worldly" wisdom, but definitely God-ly wisdom.  This is not to imply that I am wise, but definitely wis&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt; than I was 10 years ago.  Wow...that person existed&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in reality&lt;/span&gt;?  Hard to believe, looking back.  I'm so glad and thankful that God has drawn me and continues to draw me ever closer to Him.  May we all follow His natural design for our lives.&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/6040472041291673549-2318757667664428955?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2318757667664428955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2318757667664428955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2318757667664428955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2318757667664428955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/bye-bye-kitty.html' title='Bye, Bye Kitty'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8287878954283857340</id><published>2008-09-20T12:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:23:21.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groceries and savings'/><title type='text'>The Grocery Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$$$$SAVINGS$$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is for those of you (us) who play the grocery game.  I've been watching another blog or two do this for some time, but have never posted any of my "great finds" simply because I do 2 weeks worth of shopping at a time and it becomes difficult to know how much you are actually saving.  I "ad match" a LOT of stuff, use tons of coupons (only for products I already use/need or if it makes it basically free), and receive the employee discount at our WM.  (10% off non grocery items, produce, and "junk" food items (candy, gum, etc.---although I try not to buy this stuff).&lt;br /&gt;The receipts don't show the price difference when you ad match, they only show what you are paying for it with the match.  I do know that I spend roughly what most of my friends spend for 1 week, but I only spend it every 2 weeks.  We also have a garden and that helps.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...this post is about my trip to a small local grocery store called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sav&lt;/span&gt;-Mart (not sure they are a national chain).&lt;br /&gt;Here's the booty:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNU3QOCVGfI/AAAAAAAAA20/z14Y0-A_wek/s1600-h/DSC02789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNU3QOCVGfI/AAAAAAAAA20/z14Y0-A_wek/s320/DSC02789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248161692555483634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 gallon Whole Milk (the only milk my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; will drink):  $2.99 gal&lt;br /&gt;4lb bag of generic sugar: $1.97&lt;br /&gt;3 1lb. 10.5 oz cans of Hunts Spaghetti Sauce:  $0.88/each total: $2.64&lt;br /&gt;5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ramen&lt;/span&gt; Noodles: $0.10/ each total: $0.50&lt;br /&gt;2 rolls Generic Paper Towels: $0.50/each total $1.00&lt;br /&gt;2 pkg. Bar S Jumbo Franks, 1lb, $0.78/each total: $1.56&lt;br /&gt;2 1lb. rolls Carolina Pride Pork Sausage:  $0.78/each total:  $1.60&lt;br /&gt;5lb. Russet Potatoes:  $1.69&lt;br /&gt;4 packages boneless skinless chicken breasts @ $1.48/lb, various weights totaling  6.67lb for $9.88 (usually pay $7 for 2.5 lb. frozen store brand bag).&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the total savings were, exactly, but the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;total before tax was :  $23.79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next stop was a local bakery discount store of sorts- McKee Company Store (the make Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Debbies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sunbelt&lt;/span&gt; items, etc.)  I purchased a loaf of Ozark Hearth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wheatberry&lt;/span&gt; bread for $1.39, a package of 6 Whole Wheat Ozark Hearth  Sub Rolls for $0.79, a box of Swiss Cake rolls for $0.50, a box of German Chocolate Cookies for $0.50, and a package of Spice Cakes for $0.50.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My total was $4.07 before taxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNU3Qk4GAGI/AAAAAAAAA3E/U0yPpQ2zKjM/s1600-h/DSC02787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNU3Qk4GAGI/AAAAAAAAA3E/U0yPpQ2zKjM/s320/DSC02787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248161698686566498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was from my big trip to WM with some coupons and tips courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.moneysavingmom.com/money_saving_mom/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;moneysavingmom&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 Johnson's Buddie's Soaps normally $0.97/each, used $3.00 off 3 from coupon insert in 9/14 paper&lt;br /&gt;1 package &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kotex&lt;/span&gt; Pads normally $1.00, used $1 off any 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kotex&lt;/span&gt; product from &lt;a href="http://www.moneysavingmom.com/money_saving_mom/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;moneysavingmom&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...those of you who know that I've had a hysterectomy might wonder at the pads.  I will remind you that I have 3 daughters, one of which is turning 13 on Friday (yikes!).  :0)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNU-LT6sZcI/AAAAAAAAA3M/vNTctb2ShWs/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNU-LT6sZcI/AAAAAAAAA3M/vNTctb2ShWs/s320/DSC02793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248169304816117186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;After the coupons and discount, WM paid ME $0.48 to take these items off their hands!  &lt;/span&gt;Anytime, anytime....no problem!  ;o)&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-8287878954283857340?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8287878954283857340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8287878954283857340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8287878954283857340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8287878954283857340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/grocery-game.html' title='The Grocery Game'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNU3QOCVGfI/AAAAAAAAA20/z14Y0-A_wek/s72-c/DSC02789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2177750861453980478</id><published>2008-09-18T22:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:01:46.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><title type='text'>Butterflies and Kitty Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Butterflies: God's most beautiful creation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've always thought so. God has been revealing Himself to me in new and wonderful, unexpected ways recently. Just noticing the beauty that surrounds me is one of them. I walked out on my porch and noticed these two amazingly beautiful creatures fluttering around my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cannes&lt;/span&gt;. After watching for a bit I called for the girls to come see. While we were watching them, they seemed to disappear for a moment, then reappear and fly right up in front of us so we could get a better look. It was an awe inspiring moment for us all and we all proclaimed how "cool" God is and thoughtful to bless us with just such an opportunity. Honestly, I've never seen butterflies this color. It was just too wonderful, so I , of course, had to go grab my camera and get some pics. Meet our blessings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgVt_PGtI/AAAAAAAAA2U/PHiVCN8HXVo/s1600-h/DSC02783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247573548310928082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgVt_PGtI/AAAAAAAAA2U/PHiVCN8HXVo/s320/DSC02783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247573557065575426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgWOmgbAI/AAAAAAAAA2s/5jxWp7ieVUw/s320/DSC02778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In my devotions this morning, my "assigned reading" was Psalm 37. It spoke to me, so close to my heart....reassuring to say the least. I was also reminded how God deals with each of us differently, but with no less love than another. The same passage of scripture can mean two completely different things to different people, yet minister to them each right where they are at that very moment. Yes, God IS amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now...kitty cats. This blessed little life was given to me to try to nurse to health. It's mother, for whatever reason, never had even the slightest instinct to care for it. Yet here he is....now just over 24 hours old. The girls named him Boots b/c right now he has white feet, a white belly and under his chin. I hope he makes it, but I'm also reminded that sometimes we can do everything right, follow all the "rules" for care, and still, it just might not thrive. I'm trying to prepare my girls for this, but they can't see past the excitement of it all just yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgV4aZDOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/4oO_Ep5HHY4/s1600-h/DSC02785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247573551109180642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgV4aZDOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/4oO_Ep5HHY4/s320/DSC02785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I needed to weigh him to see how much he was SUPPOSED to be eating....he was a little small for the bathroom scale, so I found the next best thing. :0) Please ignore the messy kitchen in the background. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He only weighs 2 ounces!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgV1QZ57I/AAAAAAAAA2k/-s8ozLqs6F8/s1600-h/DSC02786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247573550261987250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgV1QZ57I/AAAAAAAAA2k/-s8ozLqs6F8/s320/DSC02786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I never thought I would experience the feeling of such a helpless little thing being so entirely dependent on me for it's life again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The girls are learning a lot through this experience as well. The butterflies are our nature science project for the week, too. I love homeschooling! ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have a great Friday all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-2177750861453980478?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2177750861453980478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2177750861453980478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2177750861453980478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2177750861453980478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/butterflies-and-kitty-cats.html' title='Butterflies and Kitty Cats'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNMgVt_PGtI/AAAAAAAAA2U/PHiVCN8HXVo/s72-c/DSC02783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-1718831383351632764</id><published>2008-09-16T21:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:14:34.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing daughters that make me old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new life and nieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><title type='text'>Sunshine and SONshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Psalm 5:11&lt;br /&gt;"But let all those that take refuge in thee rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;Let them ever shout for joy, because thou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;defendest&lt;/span&gt; them:&lt;br /&gt;Let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Isn't it nice to start out with God's Holy Word?  It's how I start my day, so why not start my blog with it?  Hopefully it will be just what someone needed to hear (read) to make their day a little brighter and remind them that God is our refuge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Anyway...  I recently (before the fair) got to meet my newest niece...isn't she beautiful???  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvLXGeAyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/UsxUrk4Iiak/s1600-h/DSC02634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvLXGeAyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/UsxUrk4Iiak/s320/DSC02634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246815806857020194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/span&gt; certainly is fond of her.  She wasn't willing to give her up!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvLusjexI/AAAAAAAAA10/d0QXt2uB758/s1600-h/DSC02635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvLusjexI/AAAAAAAAA10/d0QXt2uB758/s320/DSC02635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246815813190777618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This one really gets me.  This is my baby, holding a baby.  My baby will be 13 in 10 short days.  Where did the years go?  I remember when she looked so much like this little one...wasn't that just the other day??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvL_Okf4I/AAAAAAAAA18/PCVvaqyP2wU/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvL_Okf4I/AAAAAAAAA18/PCVvaqyP2wU/s320/DSC02638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246815817628417922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt;, of course, who loves babies as well.  I remember when I had Junior, she would rush right in from school, wash her hands, then climb up on the couch with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;boppy&lt;/span&gt; and stretch out her arms.  She would hold her for hours (or as long as I let her). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvLzD7qrI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Vn32-WByv_Y/s1600-h/DSC02633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvLzD7qrI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Vn32-WByv_Y/s320/DSC02633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246815814362573490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.  I didn't really want to post this pic b/c I don't look so great (and daughter took the pic), but I sure do love my little niece!  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvMB0CAmI/AAAAAAAAA2M/RuQP5kjjFfY/s1600-h/DSC02639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvMB0CAmI/AAAAAAAAA2M/RuQP5kjjFfY/s320/DSC02639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246815818322412130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This is niece #1...she does NOT stand still long enough to get a good pic.  She doesn't like the camera, either.  She turns away every time she sees it!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  Lil' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bugger&lt;/span&gt;! ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that the last few days have produced much sunshine.  My soul needed it.  So did my family!  We have enjoyed playing and reading outside every day.  I love the changing of the seasons.  When I was a child, I thought summer would forever be my favorite season because I love to swim.  Now I don't know that I really have a favorite.  I love spring when everything turns green and grows and blossoms, and I love summer for the gardens and water play and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;picnicking&lt;/span&gt;; I love fall for the beautiful autumn colors of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ozarks&lt;/span&gt; and the welcome cooler temps after summer (except this year's summer was rather nice and mild).  Winter.  Well, I like to cuddle up by the fireplace with coffee or tea and a good book and I like to play in the snow.  However, around here we have seemed to get just mostly cold temps the last few years....and ice...lots of ice.  THAT I don't care for.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Phooey&lt;/span&gt; on cold and ice.  I don't like to be cold.  I hope when I'm old that I can spend the winters either somewhere where it is TRULY winter with lots of snow, or on a beach in sunny Florida!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is your favorite season?&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-1718831383351632764?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1718831383351632764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=1718831383351632764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1718831383351632764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/1718831383351632764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunshine-and-sonshine.html' title='Sunshine and SONshine'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SNBvLXGeAyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/UsxUrk4Iiak/s72-c/DSC02634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2500952180961204192</id><published>2008-09-14T22:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:15:14.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sobbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejoicing in His love'/><title type='text'>My Heart Condition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I posted recently about the family issues that have arisen.   I found out this past week that my nephew was in ICU for a few days.  His blood pressure dropped to 70/30.  They are controlling it now with a drip, but also think he may have an infection in his heart.  They can't do anything invasive right now b/c of his low white cell count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Under attack" doesn't begin to describe the status of my life right now.  My dad was diagnosed with dementia July 3, a member of my husband's family was diagnosed with diabetes shortly thereafter.  All of this with my "prodigal" mother began only a couple weeks ago (if that long).  On my birthday some major drama entered my life....which has altered me forever.  However, I know that the Lord has it in His hands.  I've been reminded of Job in my prayer and weeping over these issues, but am thankful that my immediate family (dh and children) are all well.  I am praying a wall of protection around them.  Satan must be really scared.  I was praying with another and going to make it a regular thing to meet and pray, but Satan attacked that, too.&lt;br /&gt;My mom (step-mom, but mom for all intensive purposes) has injured her back to the point of spending 4 hours in the E.R. yesterday (Saturday).&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;on Christ the&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; SOLID&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Rock&lt;/span&gt; I stand!!!  &lt;/span&gt;Amazingly, I have an inner peace that shocks even myself.  In the midst of the storm, much like the hurricane many have experienced, there is a calm, strong, central Force....Christ our Savior and Lord.  Without Him and His grace, I would be lost....I'm scared of where I would be without His loving and tender arms that have held me these past few days and weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of songs that the Lord has used to speak to me and soothe my aching heart.  He has placed numerous scriptures on my heart reminding me that He's there, He cares, and He is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Tim 1: 7 "He has not given us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, a spirit of love, and soundness of mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;John 16:33  "I have told you these things, that in me you may have peace.  In the world you have oppression, but cheer up!  I have overcome the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a song by Superchick, called "Crawl (Carry Me Through)" and I tried to find it to add to my playlist, but I guess it's not been made available.  It is where my heart is at right now, so I thought I would share some of the lyrics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long will this take?  How much can I go through?&lt;br /&gt;My heart, my soul aches, I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I bend but don't break, and somehow I'll get through&lt;br /&gt;'cause I have You....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I had to crawl, well You'd crawl too.&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and I fall.  Carry me through.&lt;br /&gt;The wonder of it all is You see me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Lord, where are You?  Do not forget me here.&lt;br /&gt;I cry in silence.  Can you not see my tears?&lt;br /&gt;When all have left me and hope has disappeared&lt;br /&gt;You find me here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I have to crawl, well You crawl too&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and I fall, carry me through.&lt;br /&gt;The wonder of it all is You see me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything I was is lost, I have forgot but you have not&lt;br /&gt;When I am lost, You have not lost me.&lt;br /&gt;When everything I was is lost, I have forgot but you have not&lt;br /&gt;When I am lost, You have not lost me&lt;br /&gt;You have not lost me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I had to crawl, well You'd crawl, too.&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and I fall, carry me through.&lt;br /&gt;The wonder of it all is You see me through....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's beautiful.  For those of you with high speed, I found a piece of the song on youtube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwq7FjMu4AA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...when I feel I'm being shredded to bits by the gnashing teeth of vicious wolves, I remember that God my Father and Friend is right beside me, and He knows the truth, and will make it known....in His time.  Meanwhile, He rocks me and holds me and "sees me through".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job 3:24 "In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Psalm 59:16  "But I will make songs of your power, yes I will give cries of joy for your mercy in the morning; because you have been my strength and my high tower in the day of my trouble."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uploaded another song to my playlist called "Irene" by Toby Mac.  There are many parts of it that have spoken to me in recent days as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...you've got to reach up to touch rock bottom,&lt;br /&gt;the powers that be keep you down trodden&lt;br /&gt;daughter of Zion, I heard your prayer&lt;br /&gt;just cast your cares and please beware of snakes,&lt;br /&gt;they come in all shapes and sizes&lt;br /&gt;tempt you, put scales on your eyelids&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your sorrows, they give you strength tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Recovery's about to come soon&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up, don't you ever let up&lt;br /&gt;The storm will pass; you'll be ready for the next one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey little girl with the pressures of the world on your shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;don't say that it's over&lt;br /&gt;I heard your prayers&lt;br /&gt;just cast your cares and I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;so don't you fear.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....rest in Me and I'll give you strength...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....everything's gonna be alright......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the Lord drawing me close to Him and I know that He is growing me.  I see now that I had become too dependent on "man" and was not taking my everyday troubles, issues, and thoughts to Him as I once did.  I'm so glad that He has removed the scales from my eyelids that I may see and correct this.  I never want to neglect my Lord.  I'm trying to stay focused on the fact that He allows these trials as growing experiences and that He loves me.  I know that He weeps when I weep, and he feels my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 34:18  "The Lord is near to the broken hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes....He is and He does.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm clinging to Him and I'll not ever let go.  I hope and I pray that I'll never take my eyes off Him again, not for a second!&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-2500952180961204192?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2500952180961204192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2500952180961204192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2500952180961204192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2500952180961204192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-heart-condition.html' title='My Heart Condition'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6520863576550391961</id><published>2008-09-14T21:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:18:15.672-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goats'/><title type='text'>Benton County Fair 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, the fair came, we conquered, and now we are just plain pooped! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; did so well, and we are very proud of them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3SfJDsDbI/AAAAAAAAA1M/QI4-8Ng3jFI/s1600-h/DSC02746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3SfJDsDbI/AAAAAAAAA1M/QI4-8Ng3jFI/s320/DSC02746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080573405662642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junior shows her goat who's boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3SffEYgNI/AAAAAAAAA1U/9OcG4b_K-SA/s1600-h/DSC02762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3SffEYgNI/AAAAAAAAA1U/9OcG4b_K-SA/s320/DSC02762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080579314155730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; has always had "the touch" when it comes to animals.  They are drawn to her like a horse to water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3Sfaa1h6I/AAAAAAAAA1c/Pi96Q1raOd8/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3Sfaa1h6I/AAAAAAAAA1c/Pi96Q1raOd8/s320/DSC02766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080578066155426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3SfrJGwJI/AAAAAAAAA1k/jjcBspVM7Zo/s1600-h/DSC02770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3SfrJGwJI/AAAAAAAAA1k/jjcBspVM7Zo/s320/DSC02770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080582555189394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; took 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; in her weight category. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a VERY exciting week, albeit an exhausting one.  The girls all entered many crafts and won several first place ribbons.  These pics aren't very good, something about the lighting in that livestock building I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who supported the girls by coming and visiting the shows and exhibits!!!&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/6040472041291673549-6520863576550391961?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6520863576550391961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6520863576550391961' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6520863576550391961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6520863576550391961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/benton-county-fair-2008.html' title='Benton County Fair 2008'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SM3SfJDsDbI/AAAAAAAAA1M/QI4-8Ng3jFI/s72-c/DSC02746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2578580901743669536</id><published>2008-09-07T23:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:43:17.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>I wrote this the other day, debating on posting it, but have since decided that in order to post updates, I'll have to give this background info as well........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;"So...part of me wants to help her.  Part of me wants to go to her new "home" and do what daughters do for their aging, abandoned mothers.  Another part of me does not want to restart this relationship.  She can be......so difficult to befriend.  I have prayed about it (much of last night) and I know she needs me and God needs me to be there for her, no matter the past.  It really doesn't make the task easier, though.  *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I try to comfort myself with the knowledge that God is and will continue to use this situation for His purposes-for BOTH of us.  I'm sure my rough edges need the sanding.  She needs someone to be there for her, when there seems to be no one.  She has 4 biological children.  The oldest has been out of state and out of touch for over 10 years.  The next to oldest, well.....that's a whole other story, but she's not in the picture much either.  My brother is on the east coast and doesn't contact but every year or two (at least that is what my dad gets, if he's lucky).  So that leaves me.  It seems to be that way with my dad, too, who was diagnosed with dementia in July.  He has 2 biological, 2 adopted, and 2 step children.  Of them all, I am the only one willing to help.  *another sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So....there sets the struggle...mostly emotional.  Do I go by today?  Do I give an inch so she can take a mile?  Do I try to see just how bad it really is (through the fog of her exaggerating ways)???  Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have since been in contact with one of my sisters and 2 of my nieces.  My 16 year old nephew is in OU Children's Hospital dying from a rare and potent form of leukemia.  I say dying b/c I was told Saturday morning that his long term wasn't to be hoped upon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more, but I'm physically, mentally, and emotionally overwhelmed and exhausted, so I simply don't have the energy to type it all out right now.  This is also fair week so we will be EXTREMELY busy and I might be "absent" for the week.  Just didn't want anyone to think I fell off the face of the earth.  ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank  you SO VERY much to all who are praying and for all the wonderful words of encouragement....it all means so very much to me.  Really, you have no idea how refreshing it is to sit back and realize that my biological family may be the craziest ever, but my family of Christian friends.....there's barely even words to describe the gratitude I have towards you and God for bringing each of you into my life.....  I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-2578580901743669536?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2578580901743669536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2578580901743669536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2578580901743669536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2578580901743669536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5044535687723140510</id><published>2008-09-04T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:23:34.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biology....does it really matter?'/><title type='text'>Just Who Do YOU Run Into in Wal Mart?</title><content type='html'>Ah, the joys of WM.  It's the place we all dread to go, knowing we will come out with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;far more &lt;/span&gt;than we went in for, and having spent more time doing it than we wanted to because, heaven knows, this is the one place that you can run into old boyfriends, elementary school chums, and the everyday meet-n-greet friends that you bump into.  Don't get me wrong, we all love seeing these people, but it DOES increase our time spent shopping.  None-the-less, this is not the topic I am going to write on.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you have recently run into Madonna in WM (or another star of equal fame), then I've got you beat.  Today I ran into my mother.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;? you ask.  Yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;.  Why would that be odd?  For starters, I have had no contact with the woman for 5 years, 6 months, and 23 days.  Easier put, since the moment I began delivering (pushing) during my last child birth.  Yep.  That's right.  She left angry that I would not let her stay in the delivery room with me.  How could I be so cold, you ask?  Well, this woman did not raise me.  She abandoned me at the ripe old age of 8, only to visit my life at about 15 (actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; tracked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HER &lt;/span&gt;down), and then again after the birth of my first child (5 months after) when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; tracked her down AGAIN thinking she might want to meet her grandchild.  You can say we were never close and that would be putting it mildly, since she just is not maternal in any way, shape, or form.  From then we had an off again/on again relationship.  It consisted mostly of letters and phone calls.  I simply wanted to know her before she died.  (She was 40 when she had me, so that makes her.....  LOL!)  I tried to look past all her odd little quirks and strange rigidness (especially with her step-children from her 4th marriage).  She chose not to be around or visit during or after the birth of my second child.  I guess it was just too far to drive (she lived in Springdale and I lived in Little Kansas, Oklahoma).  I tried to go see her as often as I could with 2 very small children.  When I did move back to Arkansas things didn't really change much.  She said she couldn't afford the gas to drive over to see me (now in Gentry) and this was in 2001 before the price hikes of fuel started.  During my 3rd pregnancy we often discussed the fact that she was invited to be at the hospital for the birth, but from the beginning I made it clear that there would only be 2 people in the delivery room with me- my husband and his mother.  His mother needed to be there b/c he doesn't deal with the sight of blood well and I couldn't help him if he passed out (which he almost did when they simply started the I.V.!).  My step-mother had been with me for the previous 2 births, but she and I had been having some issues in our relationship, so I didn't "invite" her to be in the room.  HOWEVER, after&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my baby's heart stopped mid-labor&lt;/span&gt;, I was scared and called my step-mom in.  This is the woman who has raised me since the age of 8...did she do it perfectly?  No, who does?!  Was it as if I were her own?  No, but we all make mistakes and we do the best we can.  Still, this is the woman who was there when it really mattered. &lt;br /&gt;My "mother" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;insisted&lt;/span&gt; that she stay in the room.  She had to be&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; escorted&lt;/span&gt; out.  Outside the door, as I was beginning to push, I heard her yelling and cussing at the doctor.  That poor man.  She got into it with my dad in the lobby and apparently left the building swearing she'd never forgive me or talk to me again....all as my child was being introduced to this world. &lt;br /&gt;I made phone calls a couple weeks later and spoke with my then step-dad, who said the ball was in her court and she would contact me if and when she "could" get over it.  I never heard from her.  I saw her once and she ignored me.  I wrote.  I sent cards and pics.  I wondered if they were in the bottom of a trash can....you'd just have to know this bizarre woman whose blood I share (scary thought). &lt;br /&gt;Well, that was her.....in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; Wal Mart today.  I won't tell her sad story about why she's back in town b/c it truly is a sad and pathetic story and I do have compassion for her situation.  But it's so odd!  She really acted as if nothing were wrong or out of the ordinary.  Like I was an old friend/aquaintance that she hadn't seen in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 YEARS!!!&lt;/span&gt;  At first I was angry, then weepy, then just shocked that I am even related to this woman.  Now I am pondering what God has in mind for me.  I know she's been brought back into my life for a reason, I'm just not sure I'm big enough to handle it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read this far, God bless you and your sympathetic ear (eyes).  I'm just emotionally frustrated for so many more reasons than I could ever list in a simple blog post.  I don't know whether to be mad/sad/sorry or what.  It DOES feel better to simply "get it out" though.  Thanks to all my sincerest friends who listen (read).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-5044535687723140510?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5044535687723140510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5044535687723140510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5044535687723140510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5044535687723140510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-who-do-you-run-into-in-wal-mart.html' title='Just Who Do YOU Run Into in Wal Mart?'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8021534687448624128</id><published>2008-08-31T21:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:19:26.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my little farmin girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livestock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goats'/><title type='text'>Guess What Time It Is???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gentry Goat Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;August 30, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240879501214647154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYI5SGg3I/AAAAAAAAAzs/oPMOSv0sN0w/s320/DSC02654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;Proud Pappa with his goat ropin' girls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;Rendi's all about business going into the ring...game face on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240882202702102674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtamJG5wJI/AAAAAAAAA0k/FwsipDvJuB8/s320/DSC02693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240879508485782210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYJUXrOsI/AAAAAAAAA0M/NnLp9epC6gw/s320/DSC02662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Set 'em up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240882192318366802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtalibOhFI/AAAAAAAAA0U/-ApIMDIScbo/s320/DSC02664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Good form, girls! Good f0rm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtal47UmaI/AAAAAAAAA0c/UCmXTsSYR7E/s1600-h/DSC02695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240882198358563234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtal47UmaI/AAAAAAAAA0c/UCmXTsSYR7E/s320/DSC02695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; And first place goes to.......&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;RENDI DALRYMPLE&lt;/span&gt;!!!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtamNpKF_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/k2jHEjccYaw/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240882203919521778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtamNpKF_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/k2jHEjccYaw/s320/DSC02668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Next up: Good ole' Junior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She had to dig her heels in seeing as how her goat weighs 70lbs and she weighs less than 40!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYJPja_vI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Wp8PvVJ3ONg/s1600-h/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240879507192872690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYJPja_vI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Wp8PvVJ3ONg/s320/DSC02687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Flipper did good for the most part, but started "flippin' out" towards the end! Good thing Mrs. Cindy was right there to help! :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYJKPZ7pI/AAAAAAAAAz8/pxnVrraSkFw/s1600-h/DSC02674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240879505766739602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYJKPZ7pI/AAAAAAAAAz8/pxnVrraSkFw/s320/DSC02674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 4th place!!! Way to go Jaslyn!!!! (We'll work on firming up his backside this next week before the fair!!!) :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYJZF5QbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/r8K2XK-c-20/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240879509753381298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYJZF5QbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/r8K2XK-c-20/s320/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls had a GREAT time at their very first show!!! Rendi is in love with the sport of goat showing (although she has already mentioned wanting to show steers-we hope to hold off a couple years for that).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We hope any and all of you who can make it will join us at the county fair Sept. 8-13 in Bentonville. Email me for show times! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-8021534687448624128?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8021534687448624128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8021534687448624128' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8021534687448624128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8021534687448624128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/gentry-goat-show.html' title='Guess What Time It Is???'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SLtYI5SGg3I/AAAAAAAAAzs/oPMOSv0sN0w/s72-c/DSC02654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-3009329316100292016</id><published>2008-08-11T11:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:04:03.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waz up in da neighborhood'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just thought I'd share the 411.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOONNNGGG week...but fun, for the most part. We had VBS at our church this week and I taught the Pre-K class, as usual. It was probably the funnest VBS I've ever been a part of. &lt;em&gt;Until Thursday night.&lt;/em&gt; A woman yanked my child up out of a chair by her arm, scaring her half to death, for a still yet unknown reason. (a believable one anyhow) Anyway...I prayed and gathered my wits, not wanting to disrupt whatever work the Lord may have been doing in her or her children's lives...this was REALLY hard for me, being the mama cub I can be when it comes to my children. However, I am very non-confrontational by nature. This woman DOES NOT go to my church, and very much needs to. Then it happened. The woman walked within inches of me, crossing my path as I tried to console Junior and convince her to go in the room with me (where my class was waiting to be taught....unfortunately this woman was inside). Junior says, "Mama, that's the MEAN woman....she's so mad at me and I, I , I DDDDon't know wwwhyyyy!" Rut-roh. Woman turns and looks at me. I wasn't going to lie...still being mad deep down. I told her what Junior had said and asked if Junior had done something (you know, like pinched her kid or something). She denied touching her, grabbed her kids and hightailed it right out of the church giving the "talk to the hand" to anyone who tried to stop her. Pastor and his wife followed the woman out and she told them she was trying to keep Junior from falling and I yelled at her. ??? Yet she denied touching her when I asked and then she ran (and I didn't yell....we were in a hall full of people and someone would have known if I yelled). Ugh. Fortunately, I think most of my church family knows me well enough to know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday had to clean the church and ship kiddos off for a fun weekend with the grands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I cooked and canned spaghetti sauce. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up at 7 on Saturday for work. Worked in Bentonville all day, got home about 6pm, changed clothes, then left for date with hubby. We went to Osegueras in Fayetteville.....absolute best Mexican food I've EVER had....and I've eaten A LOT of Mexican food. Anyway.....lots of strange "guys" in that town. 4 sat next to us. My redneck husband and I laughed all night at their conversation. They were talking about majoring in "Men" if you get the meaning. Some crazy hilarious stuff there. Stopped by a "unique" little shop on the way home. That made me feel even older, but that's another story not for the semi-public, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddos came home this morning with the booty in tow. The grands took them shopping for clothes and school supplies.....so spoiled they are! :0) &lt;em&gt;Maybe a little loved, too&lt;/em&gt;. I am proud of my girls. When asked what the best part of this weekend was it wasn't getting new clothes or shoes, or fun school supplies, or eating out, or going to a movie, or swimming in the grands' pool.....it was simply "hanging out and having fun" with the grands. I love my kids....and my in-laws. They are really fun ppl to hang out with and my dh and I don't do it nearly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisked off to church after that. Junior wouldn't leave my side. I had to stay with her in children's church. That's just not like my Jasi. The "woman" wasn't even there and she was still scared/uneasy. So sad. :0(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and have been pretty lazy since. I'm so tired/sleepy. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's the upcoming week of cleaning/organizing/preparing for school. Ugh. I'm excited about starting school, don't get me wrong (we homeschool). I just know I need a &lt;strong&gt;clean/organized&lt;/strong&gt; house to do so and it's pretty much been let go ALL SUMMER. Lots of work. I want to fit in some fun stuff with the girls this week, too....stuff we haven't "gotten to" yet this summer, ya know? Playing cards, pedicures and manicures, girlie movie nights, card making, crafts, sewing, etc..... Oh...and Wed. we have this 4-H thing and they need to have tri-fold presentations of all the projects they are working on or have completed this year to show while they serve the public school employees their lunch. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I haven't been grocery shopping in over 2 weeks? Yah. Need to do that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....must go. Gonna play some cards before kids go to bed. Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-3009329316100292016?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3009329316100292016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=3009329316100292016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3009329316100292016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3009329316100292016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-thought-id-share-411.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-7095594562935226682</id><published>2008-08-05T23:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:48:58.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings abound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='step-moms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>God's Blessings, God's Timing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;Well, God is good, isn't He?  It's been so long since I've really FELT His presence....kind of like the song goes  ".....We cannot separate.  You're part of me and though You're invisible, I'll trust the unseen.  I cry out with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CAN'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; feel  you by my side, but I'll hold tight to what &lt;em&gt;I know&lt;/em&gt;:  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I knew that the wall was built by none other than my sinful self and tried many times to demolish it in my own strength.  So sad, huh?  Why do we do such stupid things?  It's like banging my head against a brick wall over and over and over again and then suddenly the bell rings and I get it.....ONLY GOD CAN &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'GIT ER DONE'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.....ya know?  I really need to fine tune my dependency skills.  I try to do so much on my own and try to make it happen the way &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; think it should.  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How silly!&lt;/span&gt;  I do pray for help, but then I continue in my self-imposed struggle as though I'm utterly alone.  It's like He's been there the whole time and I kept trying to shove Him out of the way and say, "Hey, I got this one!"  Who am I to fight with the Almighty?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So today, as I was reading the Bible I realized that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM FORGIVEN&lt;/span&gt;.  I can't go back and change the mistakes I've made in the past, but I can lean on Him for every step from this day forward.  Past mistakes don't mean that I MUST continue on into this whirlpool until I am sucked down and completely drowned.  (which is what I've been feeling like lately)  Despite my sin, despite the economy, despite the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that this country is becoming....THERE IS &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  I realized this morning, there is &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; hope.  No matter  how bad things get, I will still see my Saviour &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;face-to-face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one day and live in the most beautiful of places forever and ever with Him.  Next thought?  Do I want to, at that very moment, look back on my life and see it filled with struggles against a sinful nation and &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; (or the lack thereof)???  &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO!  &lt;/span&gt;I want to see myself &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;worrying about those things, but the important stuff like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how I lived my life, how I was with others, how I raised my children, what kind of wife I was to my husband, what kind of friend I was, what kind of daughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.....and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Blessings.  God is so wonderful.  Sometimes I look at others and think, "Wow.  They are really blessed.  How come I'm not blessed like that?  What did they do so right that I did so wrong to deserve/not deserve _____?"  Again.  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;!  Those are most often the ramblings of a baby Christian, which I'm not and cannot use as an excuse.  How selfish and how &lt;em&gt;utterly&lt;/em&gt; stupid.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I AM blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...and He has really &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt; blessed me this week.  Ya know what?  He blesses me &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ALL THE TIME&lt;/span&gt;!  I just don't stop and smell the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;roses&lt;/span&gt; long enough to "count it" as a blessing!  Jesus is the only good thing in me....I know, another song quote, but it really tells it like it is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My MIL is taking my girls school shopping this weekend.  That is HUGE!   She and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dh's&lt;/span&gt; dad are treating the girls to a weekend with them as well.  They have a pool and every movie you can imagine and their place is beautiful and just really fun to hang out at!  (I know, that sentence is about as grammatically incorrect as they come, but it's late, I'm tired, and excited all at the same time!)  The girls are &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt; excited as well.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;How fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  What a tremendous blessing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Guess what else?  My mom stopped by the house after work today and dropped off.....&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A BRAND NEW PRESSURE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CANNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!  I mentioned before that I've been canning and preserving as much as possible.  I don't own a pressure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;canner&lt;/span&gt; and they are pretty expensive.  My parents are not well off by any means...my father no longer works due to dementia, yet hasn't gotten SS yet, so they are living on my mom's income.  My relationship with my mom (actually step but really the only one I've had since I was 7) has not always been good and was actually really horrible growing up.  We've grown close over the last 13 years, along with some ups and downs, but I just can't even put into words what this gift meant to me, coming from &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;r.  All she asks is I give her a can of something I make.  It's a blessing far beyond the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;canner&lt;/span&gt; itself....the &lt;em&gt;look on her face&lt;/em&gt; and the&lt;em&gt; hug&lt;/em&gt; and the "&lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt;" that came with it are worth far more to me than the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;canner&lt;/span&gt; could ever be.  I hope to get to canning some goodies VERY soon!  :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Another blessing.....someone left a bag of home-grown apples at the church.  It had been there 3 nights and the ladies kept trying to send it home with me (asking that I make an apple pie and bring it for us to share ;o)  ) so I finally brought it home tonight.  I think I'll have enough for a pie and to make some apple butter as well.  Yum!  Another huge blessing we'll be enjoying with homemade rolls on a cold winter evening someday soon.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I just wanted to share a little bit and sort of make myself accountable in a way.  I am leaving myself with no excuses.  God is counting on me to allow His Spirit to guide me, so there's no reason for the continuous wallowing in the pool of bad decisions past.  No, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; perfect, but I actually feel clean and whole again and am not going to allow myself to treat that flippantly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If this post makes ZERO sense to you,  please forgive me.  Just the random ramblings of one radically blessed, released from stress, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;, exhausted woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;G'night&lt;/span&gt; all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:0)&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/6040472041291673549-7095594562935226682?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7095594562935226682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=7095594562935226682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7095594562935226682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/7095594562935226682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/gods-blessings-gods-timing.html' title='God&apos;s Blessings, God&apos;s Timing...'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6689690271398755309</id><published>2008-07-30T23:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:06.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for the Squeamish</title><content type='html'>I put this in a separate post partly because it has nothing to do with the other, but also because it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;may not be suitable for some children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to post it, however, because &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is just not something you see everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229038133533454290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFGelI7r9I/AAAAAAAAAzc/bRVNNtPb6P8/s320/DSC02590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This possum managed to get into our well house (how, we can't figure out), climb &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAKER BOX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and electrocute himself.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  His feet were wet from the dew outside on the grass.  He wasn't full grown.  This was the strangest thing (next to being chased by a "herd" of skunks) that I've ever witnessed.  He "arched" all the way across....from his left front paw to his back right paw.  &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ewwwww&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229038136573361778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFGewds_nI/AAAAAAAAAzk/eHGFuUOB2zM/s320/DSC02592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight we went to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; Girl at church camp (Arkansas Baptist Assembly Grounds in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Siloam&lt;/span&gt; Springs).  I took one of her friends to visit her (was a surprise).  We normally stay for the worship service, but I had fought a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt; all day and I've been to the services before....an hour of screaming followed by a 30 minute sermon.  Add to that the fact that it stormed right before worship and  you are putting umpteen thousand wet, sweaty kids in an enclosed building for an hour and a half!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most recently I've been trying to juggle the finances while hunting down the books we need for this fast approaching school year.  This is quite time consuming.  I've also been working out schedules/etc.  OH!  I've also been CANNING....very new for me.  I've canned sweet pickles, piccalilli, and tonight it was "End of the Garden Pickles."  I'm going to do salsa next and hopefully some spaghetti sauce as well.  I've blanched and frozen quite a bit of green beans (thanks to a friend who went out of town and needed someone to pick her garden!).  I still have squash and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt; coming out my ears.  The okra and corn are just starting to make.  Hopefully I will have a good fall garden as well, although it's entirely new to me and I'm searching for foods I can plant and harvest in fall.  Any suggestions?  All advice welcome.  :0)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Ballerina finished her first baby quilt yesterday and is starting on an Americana pillow.  These are items she will be showing in the fair.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Junior went to a goat workshop last night for 4H.  Hopefully it will help her in showmanship with her goat, who is quite unruly.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Benton County Fair is coming up soon and we are VERY BUSY trying to make sure we are ready.  This is our first year to show and there's a lot more to it than you realize!!!  I'll be entering some of my canned goods, too.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; Girl will be showing a goat as well, although she just has that natural touch with most any animal, so I'm sure she'll be great.  Hope as many of you as can will come to the fair and watch!  :0)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is coming up next week...Sunday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; Thursday nights from 6:30-8:30 (I think).  &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cactus Canyon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;YEEEHHAAAWWWW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  That's pretty much par for our church, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.  We are almost all farmers. We've got country attire and decor galore!  Bring the kiddos if you can!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll post again soon.....haven't been remembering to take many pics!  :0P&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/6040472041291673549-6689690271398755309?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6689690271398755309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6689690271398755309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6689690271398755309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6689690271398755309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-for-squeamish.html' title='Not for the Squeamish'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFGelI7r9I/AAAAAAAAAzc/bRVNNtPb6P8/s72-c/DSC02590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6097229847462577392</id><published>2008-07-30T22:43:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:08.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long time no see'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roaring River'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the sport of fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>We're Still Alive!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Where have we been???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know, I know....it's been forever since I posted. I'm sorry!!! Summer has been &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; busy. So, hopefully you will forgive me after getting this "update" post. :0)&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the 4th of July celebrations were past, we took a much needed camping trip with just the fam. We spent the first few days at Roaring River State Park in Missouri. This is our ABSOLUTELY FAVORITE campground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229020608014892882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE2idfsv1I/AAAAAAAAAx0/kCQAN3JriiE/s320/DSC02504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229032229273867794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFBG6DwFhI/AAAAAAAAAy0/g56PdY4lsRY/s320/DSC02515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's shaded, quiet (except the horn blowing in the early morning to signal the release of the fish), and BEAUTIFUL! One drawback....the swimming isn't great for the kiddos...they often come out of the water near hypothermia. It also isn't really very deep....which, of course, the older kids don't like.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022399443653106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE4KvFmUfI/AAAAAAAAAyM/v0uR7kV6S7Y/s320/DSC02530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They also have a fish hatchery there. Yes...&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hatchery&lt;/span&gt;. To me, this seems to take the sport out of fishing. You go there, buy your license to fish and buy a 1 or 2 day permit with a 100% guarantee of catching a fish (usually 2 per person). They keep these fish in different tanks, where people come and feed them ALL DAY LONG.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022403956639602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE4K_5lB3I/AAAAAAAAAyk/AwbocIqOOgk/s320/DSC02538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229032244400861154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFBHyaTr-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/PgeFVZRlndc/s320/DSC02541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229032242957263714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFBHtCII2I/AAAAAAAAAzM/TKT8mBvm6UA/s320/DSC02555.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Like Us. :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then, at night...as we watched, someone comes and takes the fish out of the bottom tank and puts them in a transport of sorts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229032238179991746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFBHbPIwMI/AAAAAAAAAzE/cKB-8N3lZmI/s320/DSC02557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Some fishermen come check out tomorrow's catch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From this, the fish are released into a holding area in the river. At 6am, the horn sounds, the fishermen are ready (did I mention it's fly fishing?) and the gates are opened for the poor little fishies to swim towards their doom. They have been starved all night, so they swim so ignorantly straight to all those delicious looking flies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Now...where is the sport in that? Whatever happened to &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;digging up worms&lt;/span&gt; and squishing them on your hook, casting out your line, then just sitting and waiting...watching that little &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange bobber&lt;/span&gt; and enjoying the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sounds of nature&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;warm summer breeze&lt;/span&gt;? Now &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;THAT'S&lt;/span&gt; fishing!!! ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022400640176738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE4Kzi30mI/AAAAAAAAAyU/PbO9KZ3_uMs/s320/DSC02533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is where you get the fish food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022403221114322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE4K9KNzdI/AAAAAAAAAyc/HRstezCX0mU/s320/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy fish food. It takes a lot of scrubbing to get that smell off your hands. The girls were curious as to why I wasn't feeding the fish this time. I "had pictures to take." LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229020610254275490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE2il1nA6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/B5n2a62JbNc/s320/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since it rained all day the first day we got there it was too cool to swim. We ventured out (with the little dog, too!) and found a nice little playground near the hatchery. The girls are racing towards the swings as they come into view. :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229032227424871522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJFBGzK6pGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/jNgO9jyDteQ/s320/DSC02517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess who won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229020610227191170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE2ilvJvYI/AAAAAAAAAyE/DMVnbOSEyVg/s320/DSC02520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;As we did some more walking and sight-seeing I noticed that every single one of my children had to make sure and traipse through this giant puddle formed by the day's rain, even my near-13-year-old. What is so irresistable about those puddles? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE4LOtDdKI/AAAAAAAAAys/6Qp_P5Elvtg/s1600-h/DSC02552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229022407930639522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE4LOtDdKI/AAAAAAAAAys/6Qp_P5Elvtg/s320/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walking back. Aren't they adorable? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-6097229847462577392?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6097229847462577392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6097229847462577392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6097229847462577392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6097229847462577392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-still-alive.html' title='We&apos;re Still Alive!!!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SJE2idfsv1I/AAAAAAAAAx0/kCQAN3JriiE/s72-c/DSC02504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8403475901879507898</id><published>2008-07-06T21:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:11.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more food LOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 4th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connect with family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family, Friends, Fun, and FOOD!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6BZza7I/AAAAAAAAAw8/b8UyoncDE38/s1600-h/DSC02415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6BZza7I/AAAAAAAAAw8/b8UyoncDE38/s320/DSC02415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094077884918706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with driving over the river and through the woods to hubby's Dad's house.  It's become an annual tradition to meet there where the kids can swim, the adults can visit, and we all eat until we are so stuffed we can't move!  (Our 4th of July menu ALWAYS includes shrimp and crab legs....better than any restaurant could attempt!!!) -oh, side note- the rings on Junior's eyes were from her goggles!  We didn't beat her up.  LOL :0)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6YwMmVI/AAAAAAAAAxE/hK3tC8SzDz8/s1600-h/DSC02416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6YwMmVI/AAAAAAAAAxE/hK3tC8SzDz8/s320/DSC02416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094084152858962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hubby  was in charge of the camera this trip as I was too busy talking.  (Who, me???  :0P )&lt;br /&gt;This is a few of the family and friends that were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6cpTj_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/9rlztTRGr_g/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6cpTj_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/9rlztTRGr_g/s320/DSC02417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094085197697010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hubby's Dad....bet ya couldn't tell, huh?  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the drive back home in which all 3 kids sleep most of the way (all that swimming and eating wears them out, LOL!).&lt;br /&gt;Once back home we relax and get ready to set off fireworks.  Normally we go visit with some friends in our local town and watch the firework show there, but this year we were just too tired and desired a more personal time.  The girls really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6hrMHsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SpSEAMkMnis/s1600-h/DSC02427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6hrMHsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SpSEAMkMnis/s320/DSC02427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094086547775170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DH (dearhubby)  can make some beautiful sky shows as well.  (see below ;o) )  We actually had a nice show since we could see the neighbors, a bit of the local town's (7 miles away), and some from the casino (10-12 miles away).  Good thing it was such a clear night! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6oTMmhI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Cx95Xj5vpkU/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6oTMmhI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Cx95Xj5vpkU/s320/DSC02461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094088326191634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope everyone had a happy 4th!!!&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/6040472041291673549-8403475901879507898?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8403475901879507898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8403475901879507898' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8403475901879507898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8403475901879507898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SHF_6BZza7I/AAAAAAAAAw8/b8UyoncDE38/s72-c/DSC02415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2274331702392407441</id><published>2008-07-02T16:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:11.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connect with family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>New Great Site for "New" Moms or Moms-to-Be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As most of my close friends know, I can no longer have children.  However, I know many of you still can and are (and I very much love cuddling the little buggers and then handing them back to you when they cry! :0P ).  This is an incredible opportunity for those of you with minimal computer skills (like myself) and family/friends that are far away.  It stinks not to be able to hold those babies anytime you want, trust me, I know.  This is the next best thing.  The ability to hold a conversation and have your baby in your arms, all visible to whomever you choose.....right at your fingertips!  You can even store those recorded conversations totally securely for long periods of time....for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  You can make it private or public, it is your choice.  I wish they'd had this type of thing when my girls were babies.  This is an incredible opportunity.  Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGv6WIJzyiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fDyaW_WjXd4/s1600-h/27.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218539851291544098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGv6WIJzyiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fDyaW_WjXd4/s320/27.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;New Baby Tool Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001s1gkeb4DZ51_80IFtp7Oyc3SXMTekJSGz75i8XAmczUHN_PrxL5zsGUy1pJV0pJlB59HRVMq_6MP0e3bp2vxrm6ZojT2GRmRoPVpB4ywSR_qNSGOQuPvxQ==" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001s1gkeb4DZ52fLP5XWtJw08Lh4KtgTor0jU6fOEccXJ9Wr_XFWLAvClZ2UVBpj8nJgxlds9uEXgdReF4e2WR7p7nj9uvbel_rvV5vl8lv6l_GUPuygM8Iy558TlZjiTC0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?e=001s1gkeb4DZ51_80IFtp7Oyc3SXMTekJSGz75i8XAmczUHN_PrxL5zsGUy1pJV0pJlB59HRVMq_6MP0e3bp2vxrm6ZojT2GRmRoPVpB4ywSR_qNSGOQuPvxQ==" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NewBaby&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; is the online video resource for moms featuring thousands of mom generated videos, product &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vcasts&lt;/span&gt; and Expert solutions segments. It's an online community where moms can learn, share and create videos in a safe, secure and Free environment. Come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vlog&lt;/span&gt; with us at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NewBaby&lt;/span&gt;.com ( &lt;a href="http://www.newbaby.com/"&gt;www.newbaby.com&lt;/a&gt; )! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will find mom produced videos as well as corporate product infomercials and expert solution &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vcasts&lt;/span&gt;.  For those of you with the desire to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vlog&lt;/span&gt;, it's easy to do with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;web cam&lt;/span&gt; or Flip camera and fun too!  My favorite feature of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Newbaby&lt;/span&gt;.com is the Family Video Gallery.  Here you can upload videos and choose to mark them "private" or "public" and share them with select friends and family.  Imagine!  You can now sit with your child in front of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;web cam&lt;/span&gt;, tape a conversation and share it with Grandma on another coast and store it for a long time in a safe, secure place for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can also customize our video widget and have your videos feed into your Blog&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(How awesome is that???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, there's always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;free stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; involved!!!  I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hooking my friends up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;free stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  All you have to do is register on the site and set up your profile.  It's that easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218539854605973266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGv6WUgB9xI/AAAAAAAAAww/mSQrlcdIiYE/s320/29.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-2274331702392407441?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2274331702392407441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2274331702392407441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2274331702392407441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2274331702392407441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-great-site-for-new-moms-or-moms-to.html' title='New Great Site for &quot;New&quot; Moms or Moms-to-Be!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGv6WIJzyiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fDyaW_WjXd4/s72-c/27.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5374739168785608620</id><published>2008-07-01T16:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:12.376-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot summer indoor activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scribbit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science experiments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flubber fun'/><title type='text'>Flubber Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMLN_rEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/6ywGyYJM22U/s1600-h/DSC02410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218160348804131906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMLN_rEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/6ywGyYJM22U/s320/DSC02410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flubber....what is it, you ask?  A mix between yak, rubber, and play-do!  :0)  The kids love it, and it's not messy at all.  Best of all, you get a science experiment out of it, as they make it themselves!   Great hours of fun for those afternoons that are just too hot/humid to be outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMU90Y9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/FWuTYyFGMt4/s1600-h/DSC02411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218160351420638162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMU90Y9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/FWuTYyFGMt4/s320/DSC02411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMRzFF5I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qDPPleMI-Wo/s1600-h/DSC02412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218160350570289042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMRzFF5I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qDPPleMI-Wo/s320/DSC02412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMT1-gUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Jt6ZjGZEkIA/s1600-h/DSC02413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218160351119311170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMT1-gUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Jt6ZjGZEkIA/s320/DSC02413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMtDuBgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/V3RDJ1pbHDY/s1600-h/DSC02414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218160357887837698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMtDuBgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/V3RDJ1pbHDY/s320/DSC02414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I would like to thank &lt;a href="http://scribbit.blogspot.com/2008/02/flubber-for-dummies.html"&gt;Scribbit&lt;/a&gt; for supplying us with such fun!  Simply click on her link for the recipe....it's very simple and quick, instant gratification.  You will most likely have all of the 4 ingredients in your home!  (glue, borax, warm water, food coloring)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-5374739168785608620?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5374739168785608620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5374739168785608620' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5374739168785608620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5374739168785608620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/flubber-fun.html' title='Flubber Fun!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGqhMLN_rEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/6ywGyYJM22U/s72-c/DSC02410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-2760516236209300391</id><published>2008-06-25T11:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:12.529-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading Level Accuracy?  Ha'/><title type='text'>Hmmmmm................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGJr0jKHQoI/AAAAAAAAAv4/IyNVBchFukk/s1600-h/undergrad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215849868983485058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGJr0jKHQoI/AAAAAAAAAv4/IyNVBchFukk/s320/undergrad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If this is true, how come it took me 3 tries to figure out how to just show it in a post? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OOPs....maybe I shouldn't have amitted that! :0P&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/6040472041291673549-2760516236209300391?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2760516236209300391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=2760516236209300391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2760516236209300391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/2760516236209300391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm................'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SGJr0jKHQoI/AAAAAAAAAv4/IyNVBchFukk/s72-c/undergrad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8349028192536686268</id><published>2008-06-19T21:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:12.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I write today to tell you of a friend whom I believe was sent straight from God. He can and does do that, don't you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This friend picks me up when I am down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she encourages me when I think I just can't "do it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she loves at all times, no matter how many times I may stick my foot in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she has learned to understand that sometimes my compliments come out backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she loves my children so very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she knows that sometimes I need her to turn my own advice on myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she will never turn away, no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;her door is always open ;0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she's always there, no matter how chaotic or hectic her own life may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; is a good friend, almost as if she's a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;superhero&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You've just had &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;stressful &lt;/span&gt;day in which you were the last minute maid of honor in your sister-in-law's shotgun wedding, your daughters carried the train, the youngest was the flower girl, and husband ran the music. It's finally all over, and you are headed home, with the leftover wedding cake riding in the passenger seat of the van. You take off slowly, having the girls carefully watch the cake, only to turn the first corner, easily mind you, and have the cake topple over (did I mention it was covered in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUE &lt;/span&gt;icing?) into the floor, down the side of the door, all over the interior of the van. By the time you get pulled over and open the door the cake is destroyed and the gray interior of your van is now blue....&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BRIGHT BLUE&lt;/span&gt;. Just as you discover that you have &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to clean it up with, not a napkin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kleenex&lt;/span&gt;, wet wipe, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;- you hear the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;trumpets blaring&lt;/span&gt; and your knight (or princess?) in shining armor (or a shiny silver van, anyway) comes pulling up to ask if you need help. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Poof&lt;/span&gt;. She's just there, right when you need her. She gives her every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kleenex&lt;/span&gt;, napkin, wet wipe, whatever she has to help. No matter that she was on her way somewhere...her friend needed her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My husband comes pulling up shortly thereafter and comments, "Funny how she's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;there &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;every time you need her&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;funny &lt;/span&gt;indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dear friend, I thank you. I thank God for you and your friendship and all that it means to me. God alone knows how many trials we've pulled each other through. Where would I be without you? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I pray that God would create in me the kind of friend I've found in you, and use me to bless others as you have so richly blessed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Take heart, and know that you are deeply loved and cherished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213789160943159666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="141" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFsZnjfMiXI/AAAAAAAAAvw/tPpI8SJgWTY/s320/DSC00015.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&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/6040472041291673549-8349028192536686268?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8349028192536686268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8349028192536686268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8349028192536686268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8349028192536686268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFsZnjfMiXI/AAAAAAAAAvw/tPpI8SJgWTY/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8076101887791853358</id><published>2008-06-18T08:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:52:27.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Land's End Survey Link Fixed</title><content type='html'>Sorry about that....the link in my post led to an already completed survey.  I've relinked it now to the right survey.  :0)  I'm still learning, LOL!!!  Don't miss your chance at $100 of free clothing!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-8076101887791853358?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8076101887791853358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=8076101887791853358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8076101887791853358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/8076101887791853358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/lands-end-survey-link-fixed.html' title='Land&apos;s End Survey Link Fixed'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-3425618823192608288</id><published>2008-06-17T21:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:13.671-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunsets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pooch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chickens'/><title type='text'>Pooped Out, Pooped On, Pooch, and a Sunset!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blushing Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on her wedding day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She had a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;migraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, so was given meds for that...which made her sick (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;vomiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) so was then given phenigrin (which made her &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt;)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this is what we have:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh9hVKUwpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0FjZJDAPMlU/s1600-h/DSC02182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213054580250952338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh9hVKUwpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0FjZJDAPMlU/s320/DSC02182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But don't my girls look &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are a mix of just a few of the things happening around these parts. I always want to blog the things we do, but there are just too many to blog them all! So...here's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;juicy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;one.....LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Maid of Honor Duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213052860741947778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh79PfbkYI/AAAAAAAAAu8/nX93AFrA6LY/s320/DSC02179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the wedding, the flower girl is plum &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pooped out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....what you can't see is all the &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;cake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grass stains&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all over that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dress. :0( Do you suppose they can dry clean it?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213052863470099890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh79Zp33bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/FSXbl3iy_4o/s320/DSC02186.JPG" border="0" /&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;"What's this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; chicken doing?" she asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh79BqGFZI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Sycawo9VBys/s1600-h/DSC02163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213052857028580754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh79BqGFZI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Sycawo9VBys/s320/DSC02163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; pooping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL! You should have heard her scream when she realized what was happening. I'm proud of her, though...she never dropped the chicken. I, on the other hand, would probably have thrown it across the yard! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pooch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. He's our newest addition. I'm not sure if I like him or not. At first he was fairly house trained, but lately.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is just one thing I CAN'T stand!!! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jaslyn's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dog, though. How can you hurt those &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big brown eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;??? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh79juRJhI/AAAAAAAAAvU/O-viyr0h1nY/s1600-h/DSC02193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213052866172888594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh79juRJhI/AAAAAAAAAvU/O-viyr0h1nY/s320/DSC02193.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We (J and I) take pics of sunsets&lt;em&gt; ALL&lt;/em&gt; the time....probably more pics of sunsets than kids, LOL!Just thought I'd throw the latest one up!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh7-NGD2bI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vLi-V0cDV6A/s1600-h/DSC02393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213052877278534066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh7-NGD2bI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vLi-V0cDV6A/s320/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is why I LOVE living in the c0untry....this is right out my back door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-3425618823192608288?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3425618823192608288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=3425618823192608288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3425618823192608288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/3425618823192608288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/pooped-out-pooped-on-pooch-and-sunset.html' title='Pooped Out, Pooped On, Pooch, and a Sunset!'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SFh9hVKUwpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0FjZJDAPMlU/s72-c/DSC02182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6144336606975220423</id><published>2008-06-16T20:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:50:33.111-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enter to win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Land&apos;s End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Land's End Survey and Give Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Land's End Survey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simply click &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=R5Jj3gfd_2bGQM6eM3CeDrSQ_3d_3d"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to fill out a VERY short survey&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(18 questions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and you can be entered to win one of 5 &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;$100 gift cards&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.landsend.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Land's End&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. It's that simple!!! :0) Just thought I'd share this great opportunity.&lt;/strong&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/6040472041291673549-6144336606975220423?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6144336606975220423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6144336606975220423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6144336606975220423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6144336606975220423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/lands-end-survey-and-give-away.html' title='Land&apos;s End Survey and Give Away'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-6884944649652418070</id><published>2008-06-10T23:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:14.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><title type='text'>....and the Chicks Dig It.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, so that country song is stuck in my head....well, that part of it anyway. I don't know the rest, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;If you were feeling sorry for &lt;a href="http://www.cafemom.com/home/melindaslife"&gt;melindaslife&lt;/a&gt; then you can turn that frown upside down and be happy for me! Her chicks have found a home. That's right, these 6 lovely birds narrowly escaped not only the dreadful horror of "chicken house" life, but all 17 of those cats! LOL They must be tough! Hopefully they will bring me some good eggs. If not, hopefully they are tender and juicy and not-so-tough. Ha, ha!&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210471641285425570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE9QWfsQeaI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bPvSnqmwHxQ/s320/DSC02214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yup. They are one smart species. That would be why they are trying to huddle and sleep in their food and water. Uh, huh...s-m-a-r-t! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210471649116768162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE9QW83ZR6I/AAAAAAAAAus/vp4m3FajByY/s320/DSC02218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I believe that lil one in the corner is giving me what for! What do you think? :0P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210471656005936946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE9QXWh5pzI/AAAAAAAAAu0/VvxHpXdCtho/s320/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They better quiet down soon, LOL. At least Remmy is gone for the rest of the week. I've put them in the tub that is at her end of the house. She's the only one with a room down there....right next to the bathroom, LOL. They can be loud and those of us at the other end won't hear a thing. :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-6884944649652418070?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6884944649652418070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6884944649652418070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6884944649652418070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6884944649652418070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-chicks-dig-it.html' title='....and the Chicks Dig It.......'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE9QWfsQeaI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bPvSnqmwHxQ/s72-c/DSC02214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-5030528139436287757</id><published>2008-06-09T21:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:16.192-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the ballerina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutting the stings'/><title type='text'>My Baby Left Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Coming into your own....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember when that sounded good?  When we thought there could be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the world than that feeling of "I've &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; made it"?  Well, from this side it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ache &lt;/span&gt;inside of a mother being forced to cut &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;one more string&lt;/span&gt;...just that much closer to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;letting go&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My ballerina left for youth camp today.  The weather was fitting.  It poured buckets all day.   &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm sad &lt;/span&gt;to see her getting this old, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm excited&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;spiritual experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that I know awaits her in the coming week. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; I'm also worried&lt;/span&gt;...what mother wouldn't be?  She is staying in a cabin with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;39 other raving teenagers&lt;/span&gt;.  She is staying in one giant room with 26, yes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; other &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt;.  That's a lot of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hormones,&lt;/span&gt; people!  She is sooo sensitive that she is bound to get her feelings stepped on this week, and a little humbled as well.  I know that in a way this is needed...like pruning back a beautiful bush so that it may flower out 10 fold and grow even lovelier.  That doesn't make it any easier to think about.  Oh, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;please pray for her,&lt;/span&gt; friends...keep praying.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway...being the mother I am, I, of course, photographed the entire grand exit.  :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; you would want to share in it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linda and Cheryl are frantically checking paperwork and insurances to make sure they haven't missed anyone.  Linda is a bit like me....last minute moments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3miWXNBpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/SUuScSIz7vM/s1600-h/DSC02197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210073821730375314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3miWXNBpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/SUuScSIz7vM/s320/DSC02197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Ballerina and friend 'H'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mjXeDESI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zKKbrueOrrg/s1600-h/DSC02199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210073839207387426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mjXeDESI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zKKbrueOrrg/s320/DSC02199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh, the gang.  From left, S, the ballerina, the "man", and T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mjz3AlOI/AAAAAAAAAtc/hyLrKqz7TFU/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210073846828274914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mjz3AlOI/AAAAAAAAAtc/hyLrKqz7TFU/s320/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buds for the Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mko8Kn0I/AAAAAAAAAtk/HvFv_X8zod4/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210073861076983618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mko8Kn0I/AAAAAAAAAtk/HvFv_X8zod4/s320/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There goes the luggage....we're hoping to keep it &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MOSTLY&lt;/span&gt; dry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mlfDXO7I/AAAAAAAAAts/-Wf877X4U0s/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210073875602684850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3mlfDXO7I/AAAAAAAAAts/-Wf877X4U0s/s320/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See?  Such great &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;teamwork&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076397744364914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3o4SwzHXI/AAAAAAAAAuE/70bC8C9nQ5g/s320/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Remember those &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; bus rides?  That's one thing I &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076388807918498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3o3xeLw6I/AAAAAAAAAt0/oBrGZtiLKpM/s320/DSC02204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076393710097202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3o4Du9EzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Y1ziQwJ0Os8/s320/DSC02205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Going.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076408468329954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3o46tl1eI/AAAAAAAAAuM/E-2fGIeATBU/s320/DSC02209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076414659974258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3o5Rxy1HI/AAAAAAAAAuU/fz2ykmccZho/s320/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076678180434946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3pInd99AI/AAAAAAAAAuc/1E-603J2cSg/s320/DSC02211.JPG" border="0" /&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/6040472041291673549-5030528139436287757?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5030528139436287757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=5030528139436287757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5030528139436287757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/5030528139436287757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-baby-left-today.html' title='My Baby Left Today'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SE3miWXNBpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/SUuScSIz7vM/s72-c/DSC02197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-8104787907417650407</id><published>2008-06-06T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:29:27.110-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Living Books/Charlotte Mason Schooling Conference Going On NOW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm pasting in some info about a Charlotte Mason schooling conference that is going on RIGHT NOW!!!  Hurry and click on the link to make sure you don't miss out on any of this GREAT info!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seminar officially kicks off bright and early on June 6, 2008 and continues through Saturday, June 7, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Our Schedule for the Weekend:FRIDAY, JUNE 6, 2008--A LIVING BOOKS EDUCATION       9AM CST  Why is a Living Books Education the Best Way to Home Educate? &lt;br /&gt;11:00AM CST        How Children Learn and The One Mistake Most Parents Make&lt;br /&gt;1:00PM CST "Education is an Atmosphere, a Discipline, a Life": The Three Most Important Ideas of Charlotte Mason     &lt;br /&gt;3:00PM CST The Three Things You Must Have to Make Charlotte Mason's Approach Work for You&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY, JUNE 7, 2008--A LIVING BOOKS EDUCATION SUBJECT-BY-SUBJECTWe are using CM's principle of short lessons with our moms. Each topic will be 25 minutes each, with time for questions&lt;br /&gt;9:00AM CST        A.      Living History with Living BookB.      Geography with Living Books    11:00AM CST A.      Science with Living Books B.      The Delights of Nature Study  &lt;br /&gt;1:00PM CST  A.      Language Arts: Grammar, Spelling, Writing, DictationB.      Language Arts: Poetry, Storytelling  &lt;br /&gt; 3:00pm  Teaching Children to Love Great Art and MusicA.      Composer StudyB.      Picture Study  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS IT LIKE???Each session will be held live in our Conference Room. Log in using the directions above.At the times on the schedule, Jim and Sheila will begin by sharing a workshop on the topic for that hour. The sessions will last approximately 1-1 1/2 hours, leaving a break between sessions. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;MISS A SESSION???Oh! Don't worry! We record the entire session so you can download by Mp3. Plus, we save the text chat transcripts for each session with even more great encouragement. As they are prepared, the audios/transcripts and all extras are added to this Membership Website. PLUS! You can subscribe to the audios by RSS for them to download directly into your Mp3 player! It is going to be SUPER!  You can grab a ticket at this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://clicks.aweber.com/y/ct/?l=" m="1f8CfnB3IqUEGP&amp;amp;b=" href="http://clicks.aweber.com/y/ct/?l=HxM5F&amp;amp;m=1a3Tp4rmeb32GP&amp;amp;b=AFEcn9PYeVEqj0.hviTP.w" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.cindyrushton.com/CharlotteMason21stCentury.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;WHEN???This seminar begins:Friday Morning,  June 6, 2008 and continues through Saturday, June 7, 2008.Scheduled Start Time is CST, CENTRAL STANDARD TIME.*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;OUR CONFERENCE ROOM...We provide the software download-free. 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After the salad came a WONDERFUL main course, which I was so ready to savor that I also forgot to photograph it! It was yummy! I did get a pic of desert, a lucious chocolate creme cake with raspberry sauce, but didn't include it here because honestly, the pic didn't do it justice! (and I've already got 9 pics anyway! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207846467305097138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX8xQh-R7I/AAAAAAAAAsE/aQqCDuNuceg/s320/DSC02125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The salt and pepper were so pretty I had to get a pic! :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207846477294309586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX8x1vlkNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/CETwf7mA8b0/s320/DSC02127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are some ladies that were at my table. Miss J and Miss R. In the back, in the long white dress, is our gracious and lovely hostess and chef, Miss S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207846476287950482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX8xx_pvpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/fdH-gTnn9WE/s320/DSC02128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the beautiful young lady whom I had the honor of sitting across from, Miss J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX_emB0kfI/AAAAAAAAAs0/2UjO_YZZfOs/s1600-h/DSC02150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207849445193191922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX_emB0kfI/AAAAAAAAAs0/2UjO_YZZfOs/s320/DSC02150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss L and her daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX_e13AGRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/1ew1nYE1CBI/s1600-h/Me+and+W.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207849449442777362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX_e13AGRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/1ew1nYE1CBI/s320/Me+and+W.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, y'all. Wendy and I both really didn't like ourselves in this pic, but it's the only one of us without all our kids in it! LOL So I HAD to post it. (Don't be mad Wendy! I cropped most of it, right? LOL!) Hey!  I just realized you look taller than me.  Were you wearing those boots that make you a giant?  LOL  NO FAIR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX_e4Ie2UI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Hw3mLj9qsLs/s1600-h/DSC02144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207849450052966722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX_e4Ie2UI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Hw3mLj9qsLs/s320/DSC02144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Hostess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX8yAVczkI/AAAAAAAAAsc/NR7ZCmE9sv0/s1600-h/DSC02143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207846480137473602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX8yAVczkI/AAAAAAAAAsc/NR7ZCmE9sv0/s320/DSC02143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lovely Miss Wendy (camera in tote).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX8yXLpGDI/AAAAAAAAAsk/KJr9NmGcV8Y/s1600-h/DSC02145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207846486270351410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX8yXLpGDI/AAAAAAAAAsk/KJr9NmGcV8Y/s320/DSC02145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Entire Party &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a wonderful time of food, fellowship, and NO KIDS, which we all know homeschool moms rarely get a night away from, LOL! It was the most fun I've had in a long time and without a doubt, it will be solid in my memory for years to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you, Miss S.&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-6699436021437487731?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6699436021437487731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=6699436021437487731' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6699436021437487731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/6699436021437487731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/victorian-garden-party.html' title='The Victorian Garden Party'/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SEX_eTE6KoI/AAAAAAAAAss/Tq7jFl0AraM/s72-c/DSC02133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-9139672125936112412</id><published>2008-06-01T22:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:18.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babygirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chickens'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;Chicky, Chicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, we are adding some members to our farm family. Baby chicks! We actually added them last Sunday. Yes, that beautiful day....which turned into a stormy night! So...I was out at 4:30am trying to cover them up and keep them from drowning, only to find one had already gone. I think it was the one in this first pic. It was the smallest of the 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvL8ip1bI/AAAAAAAAArM/V4lb5HmDsRM/s1600-h/DSC02108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207127845191144882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvL8ip1bI/AAAAAAAAArM/V4lb5HmDsRM/s320/DSC02108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvMMip1cI/AAAAAAAAArU/4lhzYNyio6I/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207127849486112194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvMMip1cI/AAAAAAAAArU/4lhzYNyio6I/s320/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; You may be asking yourself why on earth I would take a pic of the waterer....let me explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My dear husband went to the old barn in search of a watering can for the chickens. He comes back with this glass, original chicken watering jar. Wow. As he walks up he says to me, "Now this is why and when it pays to be a Dalrymple." LOLOL!!! Those of you who know us well know that my dear husband is a packrat, although I think with each generation it gets a little better....from what I've seen and heard anyway, LOL! This was his GREAT GRANDMOTHER'S!!! Apparently there were many of them, but as a small boy, he and his brother broke the rest (shame, shame!). It took a while, but I worked the lid off and cleaned it up and it works wonderfully ! Ah, to be a Dalrymple!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207127849486112210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvMMip1dI/AAAAAAAAArc/oVHruUo2foM/s320/DSC02115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Just what is she trying to do? Not sure myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvMcip1eI/AAAAAAAAArk/VkDGuXOgYfg/s1600-h/DSC02117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207127853781079522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvMcip1eI/AAAAAAAAArk/VkDGuXOgYfg/s320/DSC02117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is the prettiest of the bunch, IMO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvMsip1fI/AAAAAAAAArs/D3JczmCGIUs/s1600-h/DSC02119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207127858076046834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvMsip1fI/AAAAAAAAArs/D3JczmCGIUs/s320/DSC02119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; This one was near death the next morning, so we brought it in and put it in a box in a warm place. Throughout the day it livened up, but that night before I went to bed, I went to check on it and it was dead. :0(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That put us at 8, but as of this morning, we are down to 7. :0( I have no idea what happened to the one that's gone.....it vanished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207133115116017154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENz-sip1gI/AAAAAAAAAr0/7iPpbAHbGaE/s320/DSC02120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She's such a nuzzler! :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207133123705951762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENz_Mip1hI/AAAAAAAAAr8/23SROcg9vxY/s320/DSC02123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Even though it shows how badly our grass needed mowing at the time, I think this is my favorite picture.  (and it's been mowed since then, anyway, LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040472041291673549-9139672125936112412?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/9139672125936112412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=9139672125936112412' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9139672125936112412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9139672125936112412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/chicky-chicky-well-we-are-adding-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENvL8ip1bI/AAAAAAAAArM/V4lb5HmDsRM/s72-c/DSC02108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-9202456568818909546</id><published>2008-06-01T22:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:19.607-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWANA'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWANA Awards Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207124709865018786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsVcip1aI/AAAAAAAAArE/O7TERcwDvYU/s320/DSC02095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cubbies Class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsUsip1WI/AAAAAAAAAqk/JmoPyAdTVLc/s1600-h/DSC02097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207124696980116834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsUsip1WI/AAAAAAAAAqk/JmoPyAdTVLc/s320/DSC02097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaslyn FINALLY gets to graduate to SPARKS! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsU8ip1XI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QnZ5pfZEta8/s1600-h/DSC02100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207124701275084146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsU8ip1XI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QnZ5pfZEta8/s320/DSC02100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remmy is the first to finish all 4 Truth and Training books since we started AWANA at our church 5 years ago!  Go Remmy!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know what she's thinking about, though?  That's right...."YOUTH GROUP.....FINALLY!"  LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsVMip1YI/AAAAAAAAAq0/l6zDDJyeo8Y/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207124705570051458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsVMip1YI/AAAAAAAAAq0/l6zDDJyeo8Y/s320/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, I know her eyes are closed, but she's pretty anyway!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsVMip1ZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qYVit_xAeOc/s1600-h/DSC02101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207124705570051474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsVMip1ZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qYVit_xAeOc/s320/DSC02101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the T&amp;amp;Ts!!!&lt;br /&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/6040472041291673549-9202456568818909546?l=thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/feeds/9202456568818909546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040472041291673549&amp;postID=9202456568818909546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9202456568818909546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040472041291673549/posts/default/9202456568818909546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedalrympleschoolamongthethorns.blogspot.com/2008/06/awana-awards-night-2008-cubbies-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerri Dalrymple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06159846491370284803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/S-V1pv6udsI/AAAAAAAABsk/QcqqalgZPdo/S220/100_0722.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENsVcip1aI/AAAAAAAAArE/O7TERcwDvYU/s72-c/DSC02095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040472041291673549.post-4510943207367452181</id><published>2008-06-01T22:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:20.639-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A Day at the Park With Friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpi8ip1RI/AAAAAAAAAp8/9FypUVdBR9w/s1600-h/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207121643258369298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpi8ip1RI/AAAAAAAAAp8/9FypUVdBR9w/s320/DSC02086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remmy and Katy&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpjMip1SI/AAAAAAAAAqE/lR-OQAzphRI/s1600-h/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207121647553336610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpjMip1SI/AAAAAAAAAqE/lR-OQAzphRI/s320/DSC02087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rendi and Becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpjMip1TI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MR20xOeZU-4/s1600-h/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207121647553336626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpjMip1TI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MR20xOeZU-4/s320/DSC02089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaslyn and "A Buxton Twin" (so sorry!  I don't know which is which!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpjMip1UI/AAAAAAAAAqU/YI-NQhUMCXk/s1600-h/DSC02091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207121647553336642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpjMip1UI/AAAAAAAAAqU/YI-NQhUMCXk/s320/DSC02091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moms on swing duty, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bo203kSWUI/SENpjcip1VI/AAAAAAAAAqc/wXR-pMn5Mi0/s1600-
