tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53589717834587333562024-02-20T07:40:49.019-08:00The BanJoe ChroniclesA family story{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.comBlogger200125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-91176593311492004292011-08-04T22:25:00.000-07:002011-08-04T22:25:15.560-07:00Changes coming.....<div style="text-align: justify;">
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Hoping to save time.....take more photos....post more pictures....and keep the family updated in all that goes on...this blog will now be incorporated with the ramblings you can find at <a href="http://pattybilline.blogspot.com/">Simple Joys</a>. I will be deleting all photos from this site within the next month. Thanks for visiting...and if you want to follow along with us, join us at <a href="http://pattybilline.blogspot.com/">Simple Joys</a>. </span></i></div>
{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-16943142513577887492011-03-20T22:24:00.000-07:002011-03-28T22:50:50.496-07:00Week 11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5053/5570584754_32b76a0483_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5053/5570584754_32b76a0483_b.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hungry black squirrels and stale loaves of bread....chubby angel faces in unexpected places......birds in pairs, watchful...careful...faithful........thick crisp tulip stems, poking their green shoots out of the rich, black dirt....red buds swelling on brittle tree limbs....bright red birds growing braver..and louder...the sights and sounds of March in Nebraska! And a lesson for the taking.....some days you're the pigeon...some days your the statue! Project Life as we know it....2011!</span></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-72572672873280693052011-03-13T20:11:00.000-07:002011-03-21T20:18:50.474-07:00Week 10<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5549065020_1cf54a1810_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5549065020_1cf54a1810_b.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif; font-size: large;">I've never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful. </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif; font-size: large;">Author Unknown</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">There is symbolic as well as actual beauty in the migration of the birds,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> the ebb and flow of the tides, the folded bud ready for the spring.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <i>Rachel Carson </i></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">The rare sight of an <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">eagle </span>on a cloudy winter afternoon....<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">cranes</span> dancing in the corn fields....waves of </span></i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">snow geese</span></span><i><span style="font-size: large;">, undulating in the late winter sunshine.....a stubborn, sturdy steeple, determined to stand long after the barn crumbles around it....a funky black </span></i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">elephant</span></span><i><span style="font-size: large;"> with snow on its feet.....a lazy </span></i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">longhorn</span></span><i><span style="font-size: large;">, napping in the sun...and a gaggle of giggling </span></i><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: large;">geese </span><i><span style="font-size: large;">skating on the thin ice of February.....sights and sounds of week 9 in 2011! </span></i></span></div></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-13765780655758713142011-03-05T00:40:00.000-08:002011-03-21T20:20:58.404-07:00To Our Birthday Girl....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5257/5538813343_ee276c4e98_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5257/5538813343_ee276c4e98_b.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">February, 2011</span>. Days filled with <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>glimmers</em></span> of <em><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">hope</span></em>. Purple crocus peeking through fluffy blankets of snow. Open water <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">dancing</span> in the sunlight. <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Dripping</em></span> icicles. Birds in abundance. Sunshine moments. Jacket afternoons. Faith holds out its hand and hope springs up in the chirp of a robin...spring is just around the corner.</span></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-23500732511572734612011-02-20T23:17:00.000-08:002011-02-20T23:19:41.233-08:00Week 7<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5133/5464386658_5c1309c068_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5133/5464386658_5c1309c068_b.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Love is the flower you've got to let grow</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>John Lennon</i></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This week in February....love grows outside our backdoor! </span> Warmer days. Shorter nights. Singing birds. <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Robins.</span> <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Leftover dandelions. </span></span></i><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Handmade wind chimes. </span><i><span style="font-size: large;"> Handpicked Valentines. <span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">A gaggle of geese.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Weeping willows. </span> Third grade concerts. (<span style="font-size: small;">photos to come</span>) The mixed up days of February. Week 7. Project Life. 2011 </span></i></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-40991463002561770392011-02-14T23:01:00.000-08:002011-02-14T23:06:11.013-08:00Week 6<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">February....snow piled high. Birthday sleepovers. </span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Long nights. Short days.</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Snow. Snow. Melting snow. Dirty cars. More snow.</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Filling bird feeders. Knitting. Planning summer. </span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Eating pizza! </span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">February fun times! </span> </span></i></span></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-87445158757187423122011-02-07T21:29:00.000-08:002011-02-09T22:10:03.080-08:00Eleven years ago...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5013/5426736197_400c37e2e4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5013/5426736197_400c37e2e4_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Birthdays are natures ways of telling us to</span> <span style="font-size: large;"><i>eat. more. cake!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Happy Birthday, Keegan.! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">(When should we show up for the cake?)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Love ya, Keegan </i></span>!</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-80356791337457444102011-02-07T21:21:00.000-08:002011-02-07T21:21:57.178-08:00one month ago...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5426735097_15157403c6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5426735097_15157403c6_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cameron turned 9! And for Cameron, (a little bit late, sorry....) the birthday rules to remember:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Stay cute. Wish big. Never let anybody count your candles!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Love ya, Cam!</span></i></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-25537416555987551692011-02-07T21:14:00.000-08:002011-02-07T21:15:08.128-08:00Week 5<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5093/5426766673_82427a316a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5093/5426766673_82427a316a_b.jpg" width="635" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Coconut shrimp and clams. Below normal temps. A snow day. And another! Patches of brown in a sea of white. Little red finches on a newly hung feeder. Back lit grass at sunset. Antique bells with a unique sound. Thigh high drifts. Late January. Early February. Days best spent in a rocker with a quilt and a new book!</span></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-44485629371987600532011-01-28T19:35:00.000-08:002011-02-03T19:40:31.746-08:00January: Week 4<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5054/5415039364_96c880ee38_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="634" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5054/5415039364_96c880ee38_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our favorite coffe. New stores: Trader Joe's! Crazy squirrels. Snow days. Snow. More snow. Frosty sunsets. Icicles on pine trees. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Coming home. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Sights, smells, sounds of January: Week 4</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-82975686423710639182011-01-27T19:31:00.000-08:002011-02-03T19:35:09.047-08:00Sing out loud!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/5414427923_b4fedb3fc0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="526" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/5414427923_b4fedb3fc0_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Short and sweet. Once in a lifetime. Probably won't EVER see it again....but we saw Nathan sing! And if you look closely here...you can even see him smile! (We think he might have had fun...but he'd never admit that to anyone!) Thanks for the concert, buddy....sure wish those had been real snowballs...Grandpa would have thrown one back at you!</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-78795091194160666392011-01-22T19:22:00.000-08:002011-02-03T19:30:42.330-08:00January: Week 3<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/5414423419_41ef78e847_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="640" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/5414423419_41ef78e847_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>White. Cold. Snow. Icicles...everywhere.</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>Gray days. Frosty windshields. Lonely swings.</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>Softly singing birds. Warm trucks. Hot coffee.</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>The sights, sounds and smells of January: Week 3.</em></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-12057145474761306642011-01-15T19:11:00.000-08:002011-02-03T19:22:10.844-08:00January: Week 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5134/5415032826_9dca79a101_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="640" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5134/5415032826_9dca79a101_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Snowy days. Frosty beards. Iced dogs.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Giggly girls with cell phones. Sweaty boys with basketballs.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Unexpected peace in a winter garden, lights twinkling.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The sights and sounds of January....week 2.</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-42295236144040109192011-01-08T18:06:00.000-08:002011-02-03T19:41:05.904-08:00In January..Week 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/5414647086_572762ab62_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="625" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/5414647086_572762ab62_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My project: life!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Capturing life, a photo at a time...52 weeks of memories.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">The first week of January, 2011 found us tasting the last of Christmas candy, watching Tyler and Nathan play basketball, curled up in the warmth of our country home, longing for the return of our wrens, capturing the colors to be found in winter....and sharing a silent sunset in January.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-51779711102849908552010-11-24T22:19:00.000-08:002010-11-24T22:19:18.814-08:00Meet the babies.....<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5042/5205593505_08ca49567e_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5042/5205593505_08ca49567e_z.jpg" width="288" /></a><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4128/5205592837_f2bf8013b7_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4128/5205592837_f2bf8013b7_z.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Decklan Furey Norah Noelle</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. </span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Elizabeth Stone</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Welcome to the family, little ones. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We'll love watching you grow!</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-6151543962547153462010-10-01T01:22:00.000-07:002010-10-01T01:22:44.644-07:00and welcome Buster....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4128/5040718971_305c8b908a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4128/5040718971_305c8b908a_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><em>Happiness is a warm puppy. </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><em>Charles M. Schulz</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Welcome to the family, Buster!</span></em></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-13645745612838542512010-09-25T22:13:00.000-07:002010-09-25T22:13:48.341-07:00Welcome Decklan Furey!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5025239914_9af435c376_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="456" px="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5025239914_9af435c376_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">A <em>boy</em> is . . . trust with dirt on its face, beauty with a cut on its finger, wisdom with bubble gum in its hair, and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket! Welcome to the family, <em>baby boy</em>...we're so very glad you're here...and can't wait to meet you!</span></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-68712816158474487132010-08-30T10:06:00.000-07:002010-08-30T10:06:40.856-07:00the boys of fall....<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>and its knocking heads and talking trash....</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4941742487_8c9e08f162_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="514" ox="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4941742487_8c9e08f162_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>(Tyler....Execs B)</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-88443968681502372842010-08-30T10:04:00.000-07:002010-08-30T10:04:53.628-07:00its slinging mud and dirt and grass....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4942327130_eb2c685965_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="514" ox="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4942327130_eb2c685965_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em> Keegan...Police D</em></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-49320581046459860482010-08-30T10:03:00.000-07:002010-08-30T10:08:15.452-07:00you mess with one man, you got us all....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4942328790_b744ab3d71_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4942328790_b744ab3d71_b.jpg" width="431" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>(Nathan....Execs Rookie team)</em></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-57327127764580717082010-08-30T10:00:00.000-07:002010-08-30T10:07:48.496-07:00....the boys of fall.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4941740887_1d359a9d9b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="513" ox="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4941740887_1d359a9d9b_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>(Cameron....Dolphins)</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>(lyrics from Kenney Chesney)</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">take one Monday night, add six hours of a hot Sunday afternoon...mix well with sweaty little boys, cleats, shoulder pads and flags....and you get entertainment ...and memories to last a lifetime.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Go Dolphins, Execs Rookies, Police D and Execs B!</em></span></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-8033680572335067782010-08-30T09:44:00.000-07:002010-08-30T09:44:30.200-07:00and our summer girl.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4941740235_950e1811a2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="432" ox="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4941740235_950e1811a2_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>our sun kissed girl of summer!</em></span></div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5358971783458733356.post-88116618384887256702010-08-24T20:57:00.000-07:002010-08-24T20:57:52.443-07:00Mr. Toad comes to stay....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4925034217_2174426d35_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4925034217_2174426d35_b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>"May the light always find you on a dreary day. </em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>When you need to be home, may you find your way.</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em> May you always have courage to take a chance....</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>And never find frogs in your underpants."</em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">(author unknown)</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Never let it be said that Cameron doesn't find some light on a dreary day....or that he'll never have the courage to take a chance....and we hope to never find this toad in his underpants! Our own little treasure finder....he discovered a tiny toad early in the summer...and we've watched that toad grow up. He sunbathes in cool dirt in the flower bed...and laps up insects with his long skinny tongue as the sun sets. Toad remains nameless....but still resides in our breezeway. He startles Gus and Grandma...and has amazed the kids all summer long.</div>{B}http://www.blogger.com/profile/03634987264115805324noreply@blogger.com0