<?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-3335704470632786683</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:19:18.198-07:00</updated><category term='Happy May 5th.'/><category term='Everything Needs A Title'/><title type='text'>Whisker Acres</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts on God, family and country.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-8518945927216125441</id><published>2009-08-22T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T08:49:09.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Modern Fairytale</title><content type='html'>Once upon a dream in a time where families where important and jobs were a necessity and money a dream, lived 3 girls who loved coffee.  One day while prancing and dancing to their exercise class, a thought occured to one such short one. &lt;br /&gt;"Ted, Ted, quick I have an idea," exclaimed Ed*.&lt;br /&gt;"Do tell.  Does it have to do with coffee?" pondered Ted*.&lt;br /&gt;"Mickey D's* has their free coffees on Monday mornings from 7a to 7p.  Let's go around the town and get all the free ones we can on one morning," explained Ed. &lt;br /&gt;"What a plan and a great thought.  We shall take our thermos' for the extra, a map with all the locations plotted out and I will call Ned* to see if she wants to come along for the buzz," planned Ted.&lt;br /&gt;As all 3 got together, with map and thermos' in hand and a evil coffee laugh to follow, they set off to find that there was actually 11 Mickey D's in town but only 9 served the free coffee.  With a camera to record each order placed and many laughs that followed, the 3 hours will often be fondly remembered.  If only Mickey D's headquarteres would ask for a interview or a commercial spot.  But, alas and no.  They had no clue that they passed out so many free coffees that morning to the same silver car and same 3 friends.  But the friends knew and had a satisfied smile that they got a small payback for all the burgers and fries they had bought throughout the years for their hungry kids.&lt;br /&gt;*Names and places have been changed to protect the innocent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-8518945927216125441?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/8518945927216125441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/08/modern-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8518945927216125441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8518945927216125441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/08/modern-fairytale.html' title='A Modern Fairytale'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-7462113173654177430</id><published>2009-08-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:35:33.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Bogota and Beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;Okay, I just spent the last 20 minutes typing a post all, to lose it when I pushed the wrong button.  Technology isn't necessarily my thing.  One more time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;The trip to Bogota, Colombia was in a word...incredible.  The team was great and all seemed to get along.  Everyone seemed to fit into a nitch of what they did best and everyone was okay with that.  The missionaries were super to us.  They were fun to be around and have a heart for God's work and the people of South America.  The Colombians were generous and caring.  They always wanted to make us feel comfortable and cared for.  It still amazes me that through such a short time you can become so deeply attached to a place and a people group that you are sadden and tears come to your eyes when you leave.  Through jump roping, arm wrestling, UNO playing, singing praises to God, visiting about everyday things, skits, human videos, testimonies and dishing out liberal doses of hugs and kisses, God can move beyond language barriers and cultural differences.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;I am thankful to have been a part of this trip and hope to do so again.  I was blessed to see first hand the movement of the Holy Spirit on my son and the youth in our church that also went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;Be bold in all you do for Christ.  Mice are seldom heard and even less seen.&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/3335704470632786683-7462113173654177430?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/7462113173654177430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughts-on-bogota-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7462113173654177430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7462113173654177430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughts-on-bogota-and-beyond.html' title='Thoughts on Bogota and Beyond'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-8474357082896318627</id><published>2009-07-11T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:27:06.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colombia and parts unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;As I finish preparations for packing and sortin' to head off on a youth missions trip to Bogota, Colombia, I ask that you pray that the trip will bear it's intended fruit and safety for all.  We leave at 2 am from Meriden on the 13th and return to the area late on the 21st.&lt;br /&gt; Gracias and Buenos Noches.&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/3335704470632786683-8474357082896318627?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/8474357082896318627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/07/colombia-and-parts-unknown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8474357082896318627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8474357082896318627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/07/colombia-and-parts-unknown.html' title='Colombia and parts unknown'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-5329286659094474595</id><published>2009-06-27T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:09:50.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cats Behind Whisker Acres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMzNV_PsdCU/SkYztfTCkUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/f6Bl6zt8tqA/s1600-h/GEDC0026.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/_iMzNV_PsdCU/SkYztfTCkUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/f6Bl6zt8tqA/s320/GEDC0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352022063764902210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First in a series highlighting the cats behind Whisker Acres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:                             Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;DOB:                               May 1, 2001&lt;br /&gt;Weight:                           20+ lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes:                               Green&lt;br /&gt;Diet:                                 'See' Food diet.  He eats all he sees included but not limited to...&lt;br /&gt;                                         milk left at the bottom of the cereal bowl,&lt;br /&gt;                                         100-calorie pack of Oreos and&lt;br /&gt;                                          Cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies:                          Taking short walks to the litter box, food dish and the bed,&lt;br /&gt;                                          sitting on tall furniture and looking down on his lowly subjects&lt;br /&gt;                                          (mainly the dog but at times the whole family),&lt;br /&gt;                                          watching birds out the windows and living dangerously by&lt;br /&gt;                                           venturing into the dog's domain.&lt;br /&gt;Relationship status:       Currently in a platonic relationship with his eye candy, Pug. &lt;br /&gt;                                          She is the girl of his dreams and sometimes nightmares!&lt;br /&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/3335704470632786683-5329286659094474595?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/5329286659094474595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/cats-behind-whisker-acres.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/5329286659094474595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/5329286659094474595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/cats-behind-whisker-acres.html' title='The Cats Behind Whisker Acres'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMzNV_PsdCU/SkYztfTCkUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/f6Bl6zt8tqA/s72-c/GEDC0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-2596863301812420165</id><published>2009-06-20T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:17:17.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greetings from the short side.  Boy, you really do blink and time zooms on by.  Saw this video on you tube called Original Elephant Painting.  How can anyone  see this and think that animals are dumb or lack  feeling.We live on an amazing earth. Thank you, God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on you tube is a totally awesome video called African Thunderstorm (unsure of exact name but is a music group from Slovenia).  I like the first part especially but it is all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the kids are back from camp.  They have a good but slightly exhausting time.  Thank you to the staff and everyone that helps make summer church camp a possibility.  If we plant the seed early, then the roots have a chance to grow strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ.&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/3335704470632786683-2596863301812420165?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/2596863301812420165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/greetings-from-short-side.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/2596863301812420165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/2596863301812420165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/greetings-from-short-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-8795028543151590697</id><published>2009-06-04T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:48:09.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to thee my fine feathered friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farewell to thee my fine feathered friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our relationship has come to an end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bird seed left uneaten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How short was our meetin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where you've gone, we do not know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps you've met your true love named Flo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she whisked you off to Greece&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We wish you love, joy and peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Okay, Okay.  I hear you...Please stop with the poems.  They are horrible.  The are even deplorable...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-8795028543151590697?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/8795028543151590697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell-to-thee-my-fine-feathered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8795028543151590697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8795028543151590697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell-to-thee-my-fine-feathered.html' title='Farewell to thee my fine feathered friend'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-7022010203109837343</id><published>2009-06-03T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:31:44.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to a peacock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lo and behold!  What  my wondering eyes do see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but a peacock sitting by my house in a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All elegant, poised and in control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why don't we call gas petrol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Looking here, there and everywhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His feathers flutter in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With a cry of help, he struts around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;calmly pacing on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;An exotic name we wanted for him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;not very foriegn was the name Jim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His name we shall call Salim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He shall be captain of our team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With 30 cats to wait upon him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hopefully he will stay on that limb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And if ever his guard he let down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;we will have the prettiest feather arrangement in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-7022010203109837343?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/7022010203109837343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/ode-to-peacock.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7022010203109837343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7022010203109837343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/06/ode-to-peacock.html' title='Ode to a peacock'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-9120784752353676649</id><published>2009-05-23T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:10:05.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juice box doggie ears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Okay, my kids have assured me that I am the only living soul that made her children use juice box doggie ears when they were young.  They even accused me of making it up.  So I decided to look it up in the dictionary and this is what I found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;According to Webster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;juice box doggie ears  (joos baks dog^e irs)  n.  [&lt;&lt;em&gt;latin&lt;/em&gt;]  1.small folded corners at the top of the juice box that when pull outward make handles for the kids so the juice will not be squeezed onto the table, their pants or the dog  2.  a vintage Mongolian dance troup that have extra long ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-9120784752353676649?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/9120784752353676649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/juice-box-doggie-ears.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/9120784752353676649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/9120784752353676649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/juice-box-doggie-ears.html' title='Juice box doggie ears.'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-9000975788775772684</id><published>2009-05-20T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:33:30.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings and Salutations from the furside</title><content type='html'>Today is promising to be a beautiful day.  The birds are singing, the sun is shining and our cats are shedding.  With only acouple days of school left at the elementary school where I work, the kids are acting like they are in the twilight zone.  With special events all week and their schedules off, each one of them are acting alittle crazy.  I will not mess this unstructured, sometimes stressful times.  I will miss the hugs and the funny little incidents that make working with elementary students fun. &lt;br /&gt;I am making a mental list of things that I want to accomplish this summer.  I am trying to be realistic with myself that when it actually comes time for all the organized cleaning that I'm planning, it will probably fall to the way side and be back to how things normally run (Real and NOT perfect.:)  But that's okay because that is how God loves us...real and not perfect!  God has a plan and a purpose for each one of us.  God's work in my life and yours is not yet accomplished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-9000975788775772684?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/9000975788775772684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/greetings-and-salutations-from-furside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/9000975788775772684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/9000975788775772684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/greetings-and-salutations-from-furside.html' title='Greetings and Salutations from the furside'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-2481304164057860828</id><published>2009-05-16T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:36:53.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Weekend for Public Schools</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, it's is that time of the year when caps and gowns come out and all high school seniors panic about what they are suppose to do for the rest of their lives.  Well, maybe not all will panic but it will definitely be a reality check for most 18 year olds.  We homeschool are kids so when our daughter graduated this year, we had a reception at the house with some close friends and family.  Not to say she is not wondering what the future holds but hopefully she'll realize like other class of 09 seniors that the sky is the limit.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well the check engine light is off the truck and we're acouple hundred poorer but again and it always will be...Praise the Lord for He is good!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 22nd is my last day at work.  I work as a Para at the elementary school.  Yea!  Looking forward to doing all that hasn't gotten done in the last 9 months.  ( Ask me in a couple of weeks if I slew the gigantic dust bunnies in their lair.  I must reach them before they mate and multiply beyond belief.  Maybe I should call the CDC...Center for Dust Control.  Or maybe just wrap my cats in sticky paper and they'll do the work for me.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One thought on  being a full time mom/homemaker.  You should never be ashamed.  Being a stay at home mom/homemaker is a difficult job that all women are not cut out for, let alone most men.  Yes, being a taxi service/maid service/secretary/chef/principal or teacher(for those that  homeschool)/referee/accountant/grocery shopping/band-aid placer/remember where all was left finder/bank atm/biggest fan of your husband and children/sunday school teacher/the go to person for hugs and a word of encouragement  are some of the most physically, emotionally, and spiritually demanding position that you'll ever love.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Christ&lt;/em&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/3335704470632786683-2481304164057860828?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/2481304164057860828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-weekend-for-public-schools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/2481304164057860828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/2481304164057860828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-weekend-for-public-schools.html' title='Graduation Weekend for Public Schools'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-7158916202861848024</id><published>2009-05-09T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:42:12.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;okay. Now that's frustrating.  While trying to spruce up my blog and add a gadget,  the ugly weather thing at the side showed up.  Just ignore it and think pretty flowers and cute kittens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-7158916202861848024?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/7158916202861848024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7158916202861848024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7158916202861848024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-1845834598733348041</id><published>2009-05-08T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:28:21.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything Needs A Title'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How many cats does it take to constitute a herd? 5...10...more?  Well, I believe it is safe to say we have a herd of cats! or is it a flock? a peck? a passel? a swarm? which is what they do at feeding time. Make sure you are on high ground when kitty kitty is called.  Don't forget to pick up little Jimmy, he might get trampled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to my mom, my mother-in-law, my step-mom, and my 2 grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is Good All the Time&lt;br /&gt;and All the Time God is Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-1845834598733348041?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/1845834598733348041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-many-cats-does-it-take-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/1845834598733348041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/1845834598733348041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-many-cats-does-it-take-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-5978885663920040440</id><published>2009-05-05T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:18:37.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy May 5th.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a beautiful day.  The birds are singing, the grass is green and the check engine light is lit on the truck.  But that's okay because God is in control and He will provide all that we need. &lt;br /&gt;The last couple of days are spent mowing the yard.  With all the rain we've received, walking to the mailbox has become a bit of a safari.  (If I don't return in 15, come looking for me.)  So after mowing our yard tall, we are now turning right around and mowing short.  When you push mow, this can take a while.  But just think of the exercise you can get when you use a push mower;)&lt;br /&gt;(Actually, I would like to fence off our yard and buy acouple of goats but my husband isn't too keen on that.)&lt;br /&gt;Dates to remember:&lt;br /&gt;National Day of Prayer   May 7&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day                    May 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-5978885663920040440?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/5978885663920040440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/5978885663920040440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/5978885663920040440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-beautiful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-2499752783796507394</id><published>2009-05-02T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:52:03.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-2499752783796507394?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/2499752783796507394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/2499752783796507394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/2499752783796507394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-7419956456107159701</id><published>2009-05-02T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:20:45.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All things have a beginning.  "In the beginning, God created...";  once upon a time;  on your mark, get set...  So this is the beginning of my journey to have a deeper relationship with God, a closer relationship with my husband, a more awesome relationship with my kids and at the same time make our home a refuge from the economic chaos, swine flue hysteria, and humanistic nature that has grabbed a hold of our world.&lt;/em&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/3335704470632786683-7419956456107159701?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/7419956456107159701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7419956456107159701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/7419956456107159701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335704470632786683.post-8532526730122844148</id><published>2009-05-02T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:00:52.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Under construction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335704470632786683-8532526730122844148?l=whiskeracres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/feeds/8532526730122844148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/under-construction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8532526730122844148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335704470632786683/posts/default/8532526730122844148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskeracres.blogspot.com/2009/05/under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10285330539507568295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hq2OQLFNpSY/TarB8mQHoTI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mw_raKid4U/s220/Pompano_Sunrise_1_by_IceGripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
