<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 21:04:01 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>everything is going to be all right 2</title><description></description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-1844320318630109723</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-21T06:50:54.924-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Break</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sy-IZxoe1FI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/jgmAtLOfDSM/s1600-h/IMG_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sy-IZxoe1FI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/jgmAtLOfDSM/s400/IMG_0962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417698853151233106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's the first official first day of Christmas break.  It's also Cody's 5Th birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended his Preschool program last week.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;He was very proud of his shirt and tie...this kid loves his fashion.  His little class had a great performance.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fun stuff for a grandma like me...the joy of being a grandma is being able to enjoy the stuff I was too young and frazzled to appreciate at a mom!  I just sit back and watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have a trip tomorrow for the day care group in our district.  I am going to a museum about an hour away.  Then I am off for the rest of the week.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;We have snow here, but not nearly as much as the east coast.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of weeks have been crazy at work, especially for a sub like me.  I had to do a country route in a blowing and drifting snow storm.  I made it back in one piece, but I passed plenty of cars in the ditch, tow trucks trying to pull cars out of the ditch, even a contract bus off the road.   That route made a man outta me!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to kick back and enjoy the Holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sy-LALE10MI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/zsGKvb_dipE/s1600-h/IMG_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sy-LALE10MI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/zsGKvb_dipE/s400/IMG_0959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417701711839350978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4681856113132111800-1844320318630109723?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-break.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sy-IZxoe1FI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/jgmAtLOfDSM/s72-c/IMG_0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-4761846112606642757</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-13T13:58:45.399-08:00</atom:updated><title>tree decorating</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SyVivZFoEkI/AAAAAAAAB04/StXWv_VO1is/s1600-h/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SyVivZFoEkI/AAAAAAAAB04/StXWv_VO1is/s400/IMG_0944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414842693310747202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My life has become a chaotic whirlwind of driving the bus in very bad weather, managing grand kids, letting my own grown children solve their own issues and finding a private moment to just be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Besides trying to pay attention to the Joy of the season...I have not done any Christmas shopping other then a list I have on Amazon just waiting for my husband pay check to pay for this cart of items...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SyViv8Xfx3I/AAAAAAAAB1I/GXph8l1-0hA/s1600-h/IMG_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SyViv8Xfx3I/AAAAAAAAB1I/GXph8l1-0hA/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414842702780942194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The other day I asked Dakota why he was such a good boy when his brothers seemed to not be able to do this he said, "my brain tells me to"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Advice we could all learn from&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SyVivi0pj_I/AAAAAAAAB1A/4c3Sd3rlpr4/s1600-h/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SyVivi0pj_I/AAAAAAAAB1A/4c3Sd3rlpr4/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414842695923896306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4681856113132111800-4761846112606642757?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-decorating.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SyVivZFoEkI/AAAAAAAAB04/StXWv_VO1is/s72-c/IMG_0944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-4997484033618351208</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 01:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-05T17:16:05.578-08:00</atom:updated><title>Breakfast with Santa</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the boys to see Santa.  After some careful observation and high fives they warmed up to Santa for a picture...seem Santa knows grandma AND grandpa...  *wink  ---&gt; he is an old trucker buddy of my husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SxsDTYLExMI/AAAAAAAABzs/fcpT9-Qp-Fg/s1600-h/santapic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SxsDTYLExMI/AAAAAAAABzs/fcpT9-Qp-Fg/s400/santapic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411923008657081538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some crafts with some nice grandma's from the senior center, ran around the obstacle course at the YMCA and finished the day with some chocolate milk and pancakes...YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SxsDTIjYo2I/AAAAAAAABzk/LEoZ4IEnT48/s1600-h/12-05-2009+02%3B57%3B55pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SxsDTIjYo2I/AAAAAAAABzk/LEoZ4IEnT48/s400/12-05-2009+02%3B57%3B55pm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411923004464079714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4681856113132111800-4997484033618351208?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/12/breakfast-with-santa.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SxsDTYLExMI/AAAAAAAABzs/fcpT9-Qp-Fg/s72-c/santapic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-227832583213849875</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T19:13:44.720-08:00</atom:updated><title>December</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December is here already!!  Things are still going nice and smooth, with only a few minor bumps int he road.  I'll be very busy driving for the next couple of weeks, but that's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lots of sports this time of year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am honored to once again take the guys to see Santa.  We went last year and the event had games with prizes, pancakes and sausage, this year has crafts too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Having little ones around makes me appreciate the excitement of the season all the more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now we need some snow!&lt;/span&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/4681856113132111800-227832583213849875?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/12/december.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-7660819506187324470</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 03:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-30T19:23:07.536-08:00</atom:updated><title>happy birthday Jim</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Today is the last day of the month and every day except one I did an entry!   I am now in the habit so count on me to be around more...I'll still aim for everyday...yeah right the holidays are upon us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Today my stepson is 30.  My husband so far loves his job.  I still love mine. As far as Christmas is concerned I am pouting because it's cold already and I am not somewhere warm.  I'll probably work.  I have no shopping done, but I do have some ideas, good ones even for the little kids, that's a start.   I now have a bigger family to buy for, hence the working more part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;That's ok I don't mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4681856113132111800-7660819506187324470?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-jim.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-5889161295761473597</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T18:33:25.822-08:00</atom:updated><title>last day of thanksgiving</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today is the unofficial  last day of Thanksgiving food frenzy.  Tim and Kristen came over and we cooked a turkey breast, actually my husband cooked I ate and visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My step son (who I raised since he was 13 and is now 28) &amp;amp; his wife, who never ever have had a holiday meal here, did their duty and stopped by for about an hour...I try and to not be bitter, because life has a way of balancing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all some day they may have kids and you all know how that goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I had very nice Thanksgiving...now on to Christmas...:::sigh::&lt;br /&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/4681856113132111800-5889161295761473597?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-day-of-thanksgiving.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-4482139136441574947</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T20:02:44.746-08:00</atom:updated><title>spent the day with my guys</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I spent the day with my guys.  A gorgeous 55 degrees and clear skies called for a walk to the park.  We had the whole place to ourselves.  On the way home Dayton picked a flower and offered it to me, a lady passing by said, "oh mom isn't that sweet?"  I said, "oh yeah, but I am grandma"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a movie before bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Heaven...&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/4681856113132111800-4482139136441574947?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/spent-day-with-my-guys.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-541517359192999483</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-27T16:09:50.488-08:00</atom:updated><title>working on black friday...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I worked today... for four hours and it was a only a freshman basketball team to a nearby school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home the boys were talking about how an older boy they knew who was mouthing off to a coach and wouldn't shut up.  He ended up getting in a bunch of trouble and suspended from some games...problem is he was being scouted by the colleges that was most likely to scholarship him for basketball.  A shame probably hundreds of thousands of dollars of school down the drain because of his BIG mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they told stories of kids that they knew who were 16 years old and still in 6th grade...of course I couldn't shut up and told them that I hope they had good grades they all piped up and said "oh yeah our parents make us get good grades."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess there hope yet for all of futures...after all this is the generation that will be supplying me with a good nursing home...:)&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/4681856113132111800-541517359192999483?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-friday.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-1127902329977449318</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 00:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T16:54:15.984-08:00</atom:updated><title>happy thanksgiving!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sw8jKZ3eCOI/AAAAAAAABzc/rHAarn1acbg/s1600/vic0632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sw8jKZ3eCOI/AAAAAAAABzc/rHAarn1acbg/s400/vic0632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408580339144460514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May you be blessed with a full tummy, a full house and a full heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's blessing to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4681856113132111800-1127902329977449318?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sw8jKZ3eCOI/AAAAAAAABzc/rHAarn1acbg/s72-c/vic0632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-1007199057686718443</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T08:41:20.180-08:00</atom:updated><title>thoughts and thank you!</title><description>&lt;div id="main-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="main section" id="main"&gt;&lt;div class="widget Blog" id="Blog1"&gt;&lt;div class="blog-posts hfeed"&gt;&lt;div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sorry, my thoughts are random today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anybody here save their old AOL journals? I saved both of mine, the old bus journal and my original. Yesterday I was talking to a lady that I've known since I started driving a school bus, actually she tested me to get my CDL and gave me the ability to drive a big bus. She is one of the many who like to talk to me...I know plenty of people who when alone in a school bus treat me like a priest in a confessional...one such girl told me on Tuesday all about her abusive ex boyfriend &amp;amp; how she got away from him...but shhhhhhh Rose don't tell anyone, ok?, oh and ignore the camera on the bus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, this lady is nearing retirement age and she has some issues that never seem to go away or get better, she talks about the same stuff she talked about 7 years ago...in other words nothing changes, same day same progress and she's literally killing herself from this...this is when I like to look at my own life...pull out the old journals and look or go to my closet and gather the really old hand written notebooks filled with words of the me spinning my wheels in my life ... but was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am looking  back at my life realizing that my circumstances are basically the same...kids, ex's, grand kids, little parental support, job loss, job gain, bill juggling, crazy life...all the same, but ME, Rose is not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose is basically staying calm, loving life, picking up the pieces, moving forward, taking care of business, looking at the bright side, listening, aiding and touching every person I come in contact each and everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day realizing that I am the one who will change ... even if this crazy world does not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I am the one who is blessed beyond words as I am the one who is touched, aided, loved, listened to and the Luckiest GIRL on this EARTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4681856113132111800-1007199057686718443?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/thoughts-and-thank-you.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-3280272142429731996</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 01:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T17:37:59.677-08:00</atom:updated><title>the witch is back</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got to drive the route today that the little darlings insisted that I was a witch.  Today they loved me, I hear that they finally met their match in the form of a little (older lady) fireball who doesn't get intimated when they threaten to have their mom beat her up.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove by my son's future home and the sign outside said SOLD...I know they still have to close but whoooo hoooo, Dakota &amp;amp; I have a dog to walk...mine is too old and only makes it down the street and back.  Their closing date is December 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sports trip tomorrow night and one Friday, but for all practically purposes I am OFF for 5 whole days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to watch Hercules with CODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY COOKING!!!&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/4681856113132111800-3280272142429731996?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/witch-is-back.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-2568548687222327891</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 23:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T15:48:07.780-08:00</atom:updated><title>tator and the mint m&amp;m's</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwsdbJDWeqI/AAAAAAAABzE/4hpYS5sisUQ/s1600/tator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwsdbJDWeqI/AAAAAAAABzE/4hpYS5sisUQ/s400/tator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407448129712061090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is Tator, she is my son and new wife's dog.  She is a rescue dog, they live in a very small apartment...they both work, Tator usually is in her crate during the day as she is still a little naughty if allowed freedom ... Tator escaped Sunday and ate a whole bag of m &amp;amp; m's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the doggy doctor made Tator feel all better as the throwing up she did all over the apartment didn't do the trick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the need for my son and wife to move into their house ASAP!!!!&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/4681856113132111800-2568548687222327891?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/tator-and-mint-m.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwsdbJDWeqI/AAAAAAAABzE/4hpYS5sisUQ/s72-c/tator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-6048714941503567715</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 02:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T19:04:34.587-08:00</atom:updated><title>end of the day</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Swn7lFEPtpI/AAAAAAAABy8/CEP7lgkdPBo/s1600/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407129442068706962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Swn7lFEPtpI/AAAAAAAABy8/CEP7lgkdPBo/s400/IMG_0607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did enjoy my weekend and the lovely weather. I should of took the kids to the park, but as they say in therapy groups don't should on yourself, so I won't. Mark and I did all the shoppng for Thanksgiving today, so that's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did spend some time with the boys alone last night as they talked their mom into coming over for the night and their dad was at some pay per view fight with my husband at some private bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also trained another girl to take care of Mrs H. She's still alive and kicking, but my weekends have been tied up working for her for 2 years...it's time to let a younger girl have the opportunity. She's a single mom and well aquainted with Mrs H as her mom works for her also. I had to do some smooth talking to make it happen as Mrs H hates change...next year Mrs H will be 97! Guess she's earned that right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only a 2 day week for school. Monday and Tuesday are 5 hour days, but as a stand by driver I work more doing shuttles and route coverage. That's ok I love the adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe it's nearly Thanksgiving already!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4681856113132111800-6048714941503567715?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-thankful.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Swn7lFEPtpI/AAAAAAAABy8/CEP7lgkdPBo/s72-c/IMG_0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-743998598773302670</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-21T14:09:18.644-08:00</atom:updated><title>gorgeous day</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A GORGEOUS DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUTSIDE TO ENJOY IT!!&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/4681856113132111800-743998598773302670?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/gorgeous-day.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-3763106212570297193</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 05:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T21:05:51.770-08:00</atom:updated><title>A no driving weekend!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I messed up and missed yesterday but I'll do a post everyday for the rest of the month.  I am getting used to blogging again anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a NO driving weekend as my trip for tomorrow got canceled.  Ya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to one of those jewelry parties tonight and now it's time to chill out!&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/4681856113132111800-3763106212570297193?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-driving-weekend.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-3077109013333709147</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T06:49:47.675-08:00</atom:updated><title>oh nuts!</title><description>I forgot to post last night...had a trip and lots of stuff going on when I got home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did have cheesecake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4681856113132111800-3077109013333709147?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-nuts.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-2559954689465436729</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 02:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T18:26:37.771-08:00</atom:updated><title>humble pie</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;humble hubby hurriedly hooted ... his honey has heard his history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad for a quick rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though hubby got his new job today...had yet another pre&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;employment&lt;/span&gt; physical (3rd this year) and was actually humbled my the doctor that told him to lay off the salt and get some exercise...he's in good shape but needs to take better care of himself.  He's over his issue with me, at least for now...whatever...I am what I am...and he loves me just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim is one step closer to getting his house, building inspection went fine...&lt;br /&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/4681856113132111800-2559954689465436729?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/humble-pie.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-4483466340698670971</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 01:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T17:47:53.208-08:00</atom:updated><title>I don't listen...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just got told I never listen...guess &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; should thought of that 15 years ago when you married me!&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/4681856113132111800-4483466340698670971?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-listen.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-7068052126743356251</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T17:22:29.956-08:00</atom:updated><title>monday</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwH6IBrRKaI/AAAAAAAABy0/nKiPpHu4g_U/s1600/IMG_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwH6IBrRKaI/AAAAAAAABy0/nKiPpHu4g_U/s400/IMG_0882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404876043617118626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Monday in all it's glory...seriously borrrrrrrrrr---ing.  As a stand by driver with no routes to cover or trips I had to ride with 2 different drivers and just do that, ride...BORING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well got to see the little red head baby before she left for Michigan with my sister in law and had some great homemade corn beef with all the fixings dinner made by my husband who at this moment is unemployed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;...he does have a prospect and will find out Wednesday...fortunately truck driving jobs with experience are easier to find than most....we are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime enjoy the boys shooting guns...not real of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwH6HPGPXmI/AAAAAAAAByk/QzU354RilEg/s1600/IMG_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwH6HPGPXmI/AAAAAAAAByk/QzU354RilEg/s400/IMG_0879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404876030040039010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwH6HpMPM8I/AAAAAAAABys/kPZQMGka4DQ/s1600/IMG_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwH6HpMPM8I/AAAAAAAABys/kPZQMGka4DQ/s400/IMG_0881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404876037044515778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4681856113132111800-7068052126743356251?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwH6IBrRKaI/AAAAAAAABy0/nKiPpHu4g_U/s72-c/IMG_0882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-9109675823423854677</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 02:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T18:56:08.808-08:00</atom:updated><title>more babies!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwC-OVGCqII/AAAAAAAABxs/r_y1XBdQik8/s1600/IMG_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwC-OVGCqII/AAAAAAAABxs/r_y1XBdQik8/s400/IMG_0870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404528706234525826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's sister came into town from Michigan for the weekend. She brought her daughter and her two children.   My niece's little girl is so cute!  Her personality matches this chubby little face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved playing with this little cutie pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so did Dakota...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwC-OqvqhYI/AAAAAAAABx0/hEPK_i66jwo/s1600/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwC-OqvqhYI/AAAAAAAABx0/hEPK_i66jwo/s400/IMG_0866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404528712046249346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only for a little while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwC-O-gh9QI/AAAAAAAABx8/NtP-XOlU3Ks/s1600/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwC-O-gh9QI/AAAAAAAABx8/NtP-XOlU3Ks/s400/IMG_0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404528717351482626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4681856113132111800-9109675823423854677?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-babies.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SwC-OVGCqII/AAAAAAAABxs/r_y1XBdQik8/s72-c/IMG_0870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-6774019667169359514</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-14T19:50:31.738-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tim &amp; Kristen's new house</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sv96IHVFiiI/AAAAAAAABxk/icvjGAlFc64/s1600-h/07342351_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404172357692918306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sv96IHVFiiI/AAAAAAAABxk/icvjGAlFc64/s400/07342351_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sv96C9EyciI/AAAAAAAABxc/v7EkVSDhpuI/s1600-h/14467_341505665603_797920603_10074767_6807065_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hopefully this cute home will be Tim and Kristen's before the end of the year...only have to pass the home inspection...best part it's only 6 blocks from my own house!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now my son is freaking out because they have to sublet their apartment...it'll all work out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4681856113132111800-6774019667169359514?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/tim-kristens-new-house.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sv96IHVFiiI/AAAAAAAABxk/icvjGAlFc64/s72-c/07342351_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-7788699333864170821</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 05:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T21:44:13.840-08:00</atom:updated><title>camera's everywhere...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sv5DAluYfwI/AAAAAAAABxU/4qtWIpRMILA/s1600-h/14467_341505665603_797920603_10074767_6807065_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sv5DAluYfwI/AAAAAAAABxU/4qtWIpRMILA/s400/14467_341505665603_797920603_10074767_6807065_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403830280296890114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoooo hooo Grandma Roses is rockin' out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4681856113132111800-7788699333864170821?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/cameras-everywhere.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/Sv5DAluYfwI/AAAAAAAABxU/4qtWIpRMILA/s72-c/14467_341505665603_797920603_10074767_6807065_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-3798340623034631045</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T19:24:11.224-08:00</atom:updated><title>stuff</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys got my new stove in, my old when was a monster-size tappen that was an old relic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a saver of stuff, papers, old stuff, hand-me-down stuff, stuff from my mom, stuff from my 1st house, stuff from kids, pictures...the drawers and closets usually got emptied out and tossed at least once a year during my spring cleaning.  With 2 more people moving in plus 3 little boys my semi-hoarding mentality had to end. The guys even helped me with that too.  My stepson tends to be a doer, my husband a doer if somebody pushes him...they cleaned out a closet and all the cabinets in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband discovered an old mix master that my mother had given me...things get away from a person when they are in charge of a family of 8 kids...it's nice to have some help...finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I'll have my old house fixed up in no time.&lt;br /&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/4681856113132111800-3798340623034631045?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/stuff.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-1873834345626311897</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T09:47:01.304-08:00</atom:updated><title>watching kids movies</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every single day my grand kids try to talk their way into sleeping with me.  My husband used to work overnights so when they were here it was fine, he got a new job&amp;amp; he took is spot back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they settle for movies in grandma's bed.  Tonight we watched UP...very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago we watched the old Disney classic Robin Hood that Liz had and they loved that movie.   I need to search for some of the old Disney ..just as good as the new computer aided ones.&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/4681856113132111800-1873834345626311897?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/watching-kids-movies.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4681856113132111800.post-8610943294363631650</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 02:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T19:09:59.832-08:00</atom:updated><title>Ruff</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SvopqzmAGsI/AAAAAAAABwU/Pn8O5O6-FWw/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SvopqzmAGsI/AAAAAAAABwU/Pn8O5O6-FWw/s400/IMG_0756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402676518365174466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most kids have their lovelies or blankets, stuffed animals and the like.  My grandkids are no different.  Dayton his blankie that I made when he was a baby, full of holes but must be there at bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dakota has his doggy &amp;amp; cheetah bear.  Doggy used to be called Ruff, but now he is doggy.  Imagine my horror on Friday after coming home from getting my nails done to see doggy laying on my couch.   Dakota long since left to go back to his mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, my son told me that he left doggy here so I could "down load" him.  Smiling I realized the kid pays attention, he knows that the computer is place for me as his grandma who LOVES to post important pictures...of well loved items...so here is Doggy Ruff...Dakota's bestest friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SvopqvYCDvI/AAAAAAAABwM/poljJ21XqZo/s1600-h/IMG_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SvopqvYCDvI/AAAAAAAABwM/poljJ21XqZo/s400/IMG_0854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402676517232840434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4681856113132111800-8610943294363631650?l=everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/2009/11/ruff.html</link><author>rgossett4195@aol.com (Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1GNrEzPNkw/SvopqzmAGsI/AAAAAAAABwU/Pn8O5O6-FWw/s72-c/IMG_0756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>