<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861</id><updated>2009-12-07T18:13:30.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeanne's Bliss Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1682</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3734224044155697650</id><published>2009-12-07T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:09:20.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxzlFq-PyVI/AAAAAAAAFuI/BNKJxpqTECs/s1600-h/1justinnewzealandmountaintop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxzlFq-PyVI/AAAAAAAAFuI/BNKJxpqTECs/s400/1justinnewzealandmountaintop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412452737789970770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Son in New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxzfGd9EwQI/AAAAAAAAFuA/8GkFHU8gSxs/s1600-h/1chineselovestone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxzfGd9EwQI/AAAAAAAAFuA/8GkFHU8gSxs/s400/1chineselovestone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412446154405495042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Chinese Love Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.&lt;br /&gt;~Desmond Tutu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Faces are Magic Mirrors♥&lt;br /&gt;We went away to visit family members on my husbands side of the family &lt;br /&gt;on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;It was lovely to reconnect and a have an early Christmas visit with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Love and hugs and many blessings to you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Jeanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5Yzcm-DhrU&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sx0huq29nuI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/y1FnqMALe-A/s1600-h/1asianjapanladysnowcardjeanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sx0huq29nuI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/y1FnqMALe-A/s400/1asianjapanladysnowcardjeanne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412519412831723234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes are floating about outside............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Meaning of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a week before Christmas I had a visitor. This is how it happened. I just finished the household chores for the night and was preparing to go to bed, when I heard a noise in the front of the house. I opened the door to the front room and to my surprise, Santa himself stepped out next to the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://llerrah.com/truemeaningofchristmas.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As read on this blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?" I started to ask. The words choked up in my throat and I saw he had tears in his eyes. His usual jolly manner was gone. Gone was the eager, boisterous soul we all know. He then answered me with a simple statement . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TEACH THE CHILDREN!" I was puzzled. What did he mean? He anticipated my question and with one quick movement brought forth a miniature toy bag from behind the tree. As I stood bewildered, Santa said, "Teach the children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach them the old meaning of Christmas. The meaning that now-a-days Christmas has forgotten. "Santa then reached in his bag and pulled out a FIR TREE and placed it before the mantle. "Teach the children that the pure green color of the stately fir tree remains green all year round, depicting the everlasting hope of mankind, all the needles point heavenward, making it a symbol of man's thoughts turning toward heaven." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He again reached into his bag and pulled out a brilliant STAR. "Teach the children that the star was the heavenly sign of promises long ago. God promised a Savior for the world, and the star was the sign of fulfillment of His promise." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then reached into his bag and pulled out a CANDLE. "Teach the children that the candle symbolizes that Christ is the light of the world, and when we see this great light we are reminded of He who displaces the darkness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again he reached into his bag and removed a WREATH and placed it on the tree. "Teach the children that the wreath symbolizes the real nature of love. Real love never ceases. Love is one continuous round of affection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then pulled from his bag an ORNAMENT of himself. "Teach the children that I, Santa Claus, symbolize the generosity and good will we feel during the month of December."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then brought out a HOLLY LEAF. "Teach the children that the holly plant represents immortality. It represents the crown of thorns worn by our Savior. The red holly berries represent the blood shed by Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next he pulled from his bag a GIFT and said, "Teach the children that God so loved the world that he gave his begotten son." Thanks be to God for his unspeakable gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa then reached in his bag and pulled out a CANDY CANE and hung it on the tree. "Teach the children that the candy cane represents the shepherds' crook. The crook on the staff helps to bring back strayed sheep to the flock. The candy cane is the symbol that we are our brother's keeper." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reached in again and pulled out an ANGEL. "Teach the children that it was the angels that heralded in the glorious news of the Savior's birth. The angels sang Glory to God in the highest, on earth peace and good will toward men." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I heard a soft twinkling sound, and from his bag he pulled out a BELL,. "Teach the children that as the lost sheep are found by the sound of the bell, it should ring mankind to the fold. The bell symbolizes guidance and return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa looked back and was pleased. He looked back at me and I saw that the twinkle was back in his eyes. He said, "Remember, teach the children the true meaning of Christmas and do not put me in the center, for I am but a humble servant of the One that is, and I bow down to worship him, our LORD, our GOD."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3734224044155697650?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3734224044155697650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3734224044155697650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3734224044155697650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3734224044155697650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/12/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxzlFq-PyVI/AAAAAAAAFuI/BNKJxpqTECs/s72-c/1justinnewzealandmountaintop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6468676396725733700</id><published>2009-12-03T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:07:06.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahram I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxhCWb2wlcI/AAAAAAAAFt4/NaDovzQ9T2o/s1600-h/1jeanneahrampenguinstocking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxhCWb2wlcI/AAAAAAAAFt4/NaDovzQ9T2o/s400/1jeanneahrampenguinstocking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411147905487640002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stockings were hung by the chimney with care&lt;br /&gt;In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there♥&lt;br /&gt;Our newest Christmas stocking.......&lt;br /&gt;for Our lovely Ahram♥&lt;br /&gt;Special is used to describe something one of a Kind&lt;br /&gt;That is you my darling♥&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9f5064002776d738dde373" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=9f5064002776d738dde373&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family faces are magic mirrors&lt;br /&gt;I love you Ahram...........♥&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;thanks for loving me so well and my son too...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This MP3 playing on this montage is courtesy of my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;Chloe in Greece.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always putting a song in my heart♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6468676396725733700?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6468676396725733700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6468676396725733700' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6468676396725733700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6468676396725733700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/12/ahram-i-love-you.html' title='Ahram I love you'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxhCWb2wlcI/AAAAAAAAFt4/NaDovzQ9T2o/s72-c/1jeanneahrampenguinstocking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-430491275341748361</id><published>2009-12-02T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:07:20.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxbWR88pwnI/AAAAAAAAFto/ATMc2rVrYLw/s1600-h/1jeannesanta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxbWR88pwnI/AAAAAAAAFto/ATMc2rVrYLw/s400/1jeannesanta2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410747606238872178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Santa's lap last Christmas and he was really lucky this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;look who is on his lap this year my darling friend Nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxbW5TxMM7I/AAAAAAAAFtw/d7Nz6Y_azPk/s1600-h/1niasanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxbW5TxMM7I/AAAAAAAAFtw/d7Nz6Y_azPk/s400/1niasanta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410748282379711410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Santa Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ycWObpi73Y"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh-bum.. buh-bum...&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me&lt;br /&gt;Been an awful good girl&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby so hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue, &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait up for you dear&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the fun I've missed,&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the fellows that I haven't kissed&lt;br /&gt;Next year I could be just as good&lt;br /&gt;If you check off my christmas list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, I want a yacht and really thats not a lot&lt;br /&gt;Been an angel all year &lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa honey, one little thing I really need, the deed &lt;br /&gt;To a platinum mine, &lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex and cheques, &lt;br /&gt;Sign your x on the line &lt;br /&gt;Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and trim my chirstmas tree, &lt;br /&gt;With some decorations bought at Tiffany's&lt;br /&gt;I really do believe in you, &lt;br /&gt;Let's see if you believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring,&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean on the phone, &lt;br /&gt;Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;Hurry, tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-430491275341748361?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/430491275341748361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=430491275341748361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/430491275341748361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/430491275341748361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-baby.html' title='Santa Baby'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxbWR88pwnI/AAAAAAAAFto/ATMc2rVrYLw/s72-c/1jeannesanta2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7054034607074123393</id><published>2009-12-02T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:51:55.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9f354a98bb3849e2bb95d4" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=9f354a98bb3849e2bb95d4&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindness is the highest form of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs courtesy of my son's friend in New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all for sharing your photographs.&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing technology and all we can share world wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same&lt;br /&gt;then everything that happens in between can be dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;1958-2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7054034607074123393?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7054034607074123393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7054034607074123393' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7054034607074123393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7054034607074123393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/12/kindness.html' title='Kindness'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7888341922866900555</id><published>2009-12-01T02:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:24:04.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sxa-sr4KwzI/AAAAAAAAFtg/uN0vwHCidO4/s1600-h/1christmasrabbitjeannecard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sxa-sr4KwzI/AAAAAAAAFtg/uN0vwHCidO4/s400/1christmasrabbitjeannecard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410721677234062130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image scanned from a Christmas card from my dear Aunt Shirley and Uncle Garry&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit Rabbit♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxZn1uTn05I/AAAAAAAAFtY/IaTz1vE11os/s1600-h/1jeannegapholidaycheer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxZn1uTn05I/AAAAAAAAFtY/IaTz1vE11os/s400/1jeannegapholidaycheer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410626174993290130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxTyuIyz4QI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/-ReI1Of1jgc/s1600/1jeannerabbitgreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxTyuIyz4QI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/-ReI1Of1jgc/s400/1jeannerabbitgreen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410215926827311362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my rabbits around the house.&lt;br /&gt;Many little rabbits are about on my early morning walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxTvIdPCJ7I/AAAAAAAAFtI/pmbBJCzoiYw/s1600/1ahramdecember1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxTvIdPCJ7I/AAAAAAAAFtI/pmbBJCzoiYw/s400/1ahramdecember1st.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410211980944484274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our lovely Ahram&lt;br /&gt;I thank you so much for all you do for me.........&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart♥&lt;br /&gt;May December bring us good luck, good cheer and family ever near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open the door.  The gorgeous guest from afar sweeps in.  In her hands are her gifts~the gifts of hours and far seeing moments, the gift of morning and evenings, the gift of spring and summer, the gift of autumn and winter.  She must have searched the heavens for boons so rare.&lt;br /&gt;~Anne Graham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December's gifts, custom, ceremony, celebration, consecration~come to us wrapped up, not in tissue and ribbons, but in cherished memories.  This is the month of miracles.&lt;br /&gt;The oil that burns for eight days, the royal son born in the stable, the inexplicable return of Light of the longest, darkest night of the year.  Where there is Love, there is always miracles.  And where there are miracles, there is great joy.  Gratefully we weave the golden thread of Joy into our tapestry of contentment.  At last we embrace the miracle of aunthenticity, changing forever how we view ourselves.  Our daily round.  Our dreams and our destinies.  Days we once called common now are holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the book&lt;br /&gt;Simple Abundance&lt;br /&gt;A Daybook of Comfort and Joy&lt;br /&gt;by Sarah Ban Breathnach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Advent is the perfect time to clear and prepare the Way. Advent is a winter training camp for those who desire peace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you know what kindness really is&lt;br /&gt;you must lose things,&lt;br /&gt;feel the future disolve in a moment&lt;br /&gt;like salt in a weakened broth.&lt;br /&gt;What you held in your hand,&lt;br /&gt;what you counted and carefully saved,&lt;br /&gt;all this must go so you know &lt;br /&gt;how desolate the landscape can be&lt;br /&gt;Between the regions of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;How you ride and ride&lt;br /&gt;thinking the bus will never stop,&lt;br /&gt;that passengers eating maize and chicken&lt;br /&gt;will stare out of the window forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,&lt;br /&gt;only kindness that ties your shoes&lt;br /&gt;and sends you out into the day to mail letters &lt;br /&gt;and purchase bread,&lt;br /&gt;only kindness that raises its head&lt;br /&gt;from the ground of the world to say&lt;br /&gt;It is I you have been looking for,&lt;br /&gt;and then goes with you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;like a shadow or a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi Shihab Nye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7888341922866900555?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7888341922866900555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7888341922866900555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7888341922866900555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7888341922866900555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/12/rabbit-rabbit.html' title='Rabbit Rabbit'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sxa-sr4KwzI/AAAAAAAAFtg/uN0vwHCidO4/s72-c/1christmasrabbitjeannecard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6702182307420385717</id><published>2009-11-30T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:48:30.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Darling Grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxQWFH4pgxI/AAAAAAAAFtA/iCHbE-agE_s/s1600/1jeannegreatgrandmaoct2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxQWFH4pgxI/AAAAAAAAFtA/iCHbE-agE_s/s400/1jeannegreatgrandmaoct2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409973329650615058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially at Christmas Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;love surrounds you, enfolds you , embraces you &lt;br /&gt;and your family gives thanks for your most kind and generous spirit&lt;br /&gt;and we honor your legacy of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a Hallmark Greeting card I bought for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxQSviCVh0I/AAAAAAAAFs4/TrAal3dRkfw/s1600/1jeannegrandmahugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxQSviCVh0I/AAAAAAAAFs4/TrAal3dRkfw/s400/1jeannegrandmahugs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409969660178564930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved Grandmother will be 95 in January.&lt;br /&gt;Each moment shared with her is very precioius as you can well imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granmother you are loved♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Grandmother is a maker of memories&lt;br /&gt;and a keeper of dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highest form of wisdom is kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my precious Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Cardinal Newman describes a person of gentleness as one who never&lt;br /&gt;knowingly inflicts pain in another person.&lt;br /&gt;He or she is one who avoids the clashing of opinion or suspicion or gloom&lt;br /&gt;or resentment.&lt;br /&gt;He or she is tender toward the bashful, gentle toward the distant,&lt;br /&gt;merciful toward the absurd.&lt;br /&gt;He or she never speaks of himself/herself except when compelled&lt;br /&gt;Has no ears for slander&lt;br /&gt;never insuates evil, and has too much good sense to be afronted by insults.&lt;br /&gt;The best reformers start on themselves.&lt;br /&gt;George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all decribes my precious Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;I was so blessed to be raised by her and my beloved Late Mother♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=7cdc3bdbacd2ec23ef0768" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=7cdc3bdbacd2ec23ef0768&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make 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href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/merry-christmas-darling-grandmother.html' title='Merry Christmas Darling Grandmother'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxQWFH4pgxI/AAAAAAAAFtA/iCHbE-agE_s/s72-c/1jeannegreatgrandmaoct2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2365532994586947582</id><published>2009-11-29T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:18:48.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be A Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxJGG4IAeJI/AAAAAAAAFsw/QrdyEykljxI/s1600/1jeannequeencard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxJGG4IAeJI/AAAAAAAAFsw/QrdyEykljxI/s400/1jeannequeencard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409463186384517266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image I scanned the Patience Brewster Greeting card&lt;br /&gt;I bought for my Sister for her upcoming birthday in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be A Queen! &lt;br /&gt;Be a queen. Dare to be different.&lt;br /&gt;Be a pioneer. Be a leader.&lt;br /&gt;Be the kind of woman who in the face of adversity&lt;br /&gt;will continue to embrace life and walk fearlessly&lt;br /&gt;toward the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Take it on! Be a truth seeker and rule your domain,&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is--your home, your office, your family&lt;br /&gt;with a loving heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a queen. Be tender.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to give birth to new ideas&lt;br /&gt;and rejoice in your womanhood. . .&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that we will stop wasting time&lt;br /&gt;being mundane and mediocre. . .&lt;br /&gt;We are daughters of God--here to teach&lt;br /&gt;the world how to love. . .&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you've been through,&lt;br /&gt;where you come from, who your parents are&lt;br /&gt;--nor your social or economic status. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of that matters.&lt;br /&gt;What matters is how you choose to love,&lt;br /&gt;how you choose to express that love through your work,&lt;br /&gt;through your family,&lt;br /&gt;through what you have to give to the world. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a queen. Own your power and your glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oprah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2365532994586947582?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2365532994586947582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2365532994586947582' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2365532994586947582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2365532994586947582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-queen.html' title='Be A Queen'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxJGG4IAeJI/AAAAAAAAFsw/QrdyEykljxI/s72-c/1jeannequeencard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3497127695622251915</id><published>2009-11-28T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:20:21.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like Spring out there today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxFU6AXaX3I/AAAAAAAAFso/GGR17TTmK68/s1600/1ahramlovesign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxFU6AXaX3I/AAAAAAAAFso/GGR17TTmK68/s400/1ahramlovesign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409197982956019570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzJ2NKp23WU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all you need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph of our lovely Ahram and a LOVE sign I love so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a Paul McCartney concert on TV this week&lt;br /&gt;from New York City and no matter how many times I hear the song&lt;br /&gt;My Love I melt and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a gorgeous spring day out there today temperature wise.&lt;br /&gt;We have had a record November for these gorgeous days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I've learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a life. I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back. I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."&lt;br /&gt;Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9ee17ab2fb1912204a8758" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=9ee17ab2fb1912204a8758&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some images were taken at places like Remark Farms and&lt;br /&gt;Vernacular but for the most part images are from our home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is love and Magic all year long&lt;br /&gt;Keep the CHRIST in CHRISTMAS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3497127695622251915?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3497127695622251915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3497127695622251915' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3497127695622251915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3497127695622251915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-like-spring-out-there-today.html' title='It&apos;s like Spring out there today'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SxFU6AXaX3I/AAAAAAAAFso/GGR17TTmK68/s72-c/1ahramlovesign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5689150904762450826</id><published>2009-11-27T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T13:28:32.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella and her shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw_5QgKOeVI/AAAAAAAAFsg/vIGjKIbo2fY/s1600/1jeannechristmastreenov222009a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw_5QgKOeVI/AAAAAAAAFsg/vIGjKIbo2fY/s400/1jeannechristmastreenov222009a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408815739401304402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gold shoe under my tree reminds me of Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;This is for lovely Ahram&lt;br /&gt;You and Justin are the pieces of gold that flashes through my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only those who truly love and who are truly strong can sustain their lives as a dream. You dwell in your own enchantment, Lifes throws stones at you, but your love and your dream changes those stones into flowers of discovery. Even if you lose, or are defeated by things, your triumph will always be exemplary. And if no-one knows it, then there are places that do. People like you enrich the dreams of the worlds, and it is dreams that create history. People like you are unknowing transformers of things, protected by your own fairy-tale, by love&lt;br /&gt;Ben Okri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One shoe can change a life&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella♥&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Anna for this quote I read on your blog&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAgX1jO3No0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song Playground Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw-ygzTuORI/AAAAAAAAFsY/WkI86Y5tgfw/s1600/1ahramjustinbirthdstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw-ygzTuORI/AAAAAAAAFsY/WkI86Y5tgfw/s400/1ahramjustinbirthdstone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408737954093742354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthstones for both Justin (December) and Ahram (February) as seen in an ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I look at reminds me of the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- e. e. cummings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw-yQiaaMzI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/yaKlPCU7-So/s1600/1jeannechristmassantaletter2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw-yQiaaMzI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/yaKlPCU7-So/s400/1jeannechristmassantaletter2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408737674680480562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pastelpink/4138232560/?addedcomment=1#comment72157622885028184"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Flickr Toys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wishing everyone a most blessed and peaceful holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the greatest gift of all and good health and love&lt;br /&gt;ones to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for some holiday cheer?&lt;br /&gt;Let us make the magic last all through the year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5689150904762450826?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5689150904762450826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5689150904762450826' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5689150904762450826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5689150904762450826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthstones-for-both-justin-december.html' title='Cinderella and her shoe'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw_5QgKOeVI/AAAAAAAAFsg/vIGjKIbo2fY/s72-c/1jeannechristmastreenov222009a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-972671787059317762</id><published>2009-11-26T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T04:22:33.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reDiz5nkxK8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving a day of family, food and festivities and prayers to God&lt;br /&gt;for all the blessings in our lives♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sharing food with another human being is an intimate act that should not be indulged in lightly.” &lt;br /&gt;~MFK Fisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=86950996e0fb993ecb0167" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=86950996e0fb993ecb0167&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt4" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slideshow at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am defined by my family&lt;br /&gt;Family faces are truly magic mirrors for me..............&lt;br /&gt;I treasure every golden moment I can spend with those I love&lt;br /&gt;With every moment shared an absolute blessing♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For each new morning with its light, &lt;br /&gt;For rest and shelter of the night, &lt;br /&gt;For health and food, &lt;br /&gt;For love and friends, &lt;br /&gt;For everything Thy goodness sends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy moments, PRAISE GOD.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult moments, SEEK GOD. &lt;br /&gt;Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD. &lt;br /&gt;Painful moments, TRUST GOD. &lt;br /&gt;Every moment, THANK GOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ R. Warren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my family and friends who are celebrating Thanksgiving today&lt;br /&gt;I share I care&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for each and every one of you.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the joy, the love and the glorious memories we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest gift is people loving people and when we love&lt;br /&gt;we are but one step from Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-972671787059317762?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/972671787059317762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=972671787059317762' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/972671787059317762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/972671787059317762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5234731313501495573</id><published>2009-11-25T01:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T03:07:12.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas One Month from Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0PFaQPYVI/AAAAAAAAFsI/aZNjRKtGEpA/s1600/1ahramchristmastreeseoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0PFaQPYVI/AAAAAAAAFsI/aZNjRKtGEpA/s400/1ahramchristmastreeseoul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407995313163034962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beautiful Ahram&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and much love each and every day of the year&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for loving me so well and my son too&lt;br /&gt;We love you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0Ov_SWXVI/AAAAAAAAFsA/qk7XbMWQdbg/s1600/1christmasred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0Ov_SWXVI/AAAAAAAAFsA/qk7XbMWQdbg/s400/1christmasred.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407994945146871122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my Christmas outfit darlings.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0ObCk9zAI/AAAAAAAAFr4/Brz_nQn2Oxc/s1600/1asianred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 372px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0ObCk9zAI/AAAAAAAAFr4/Brz_nQn2Oxc/s400/1asianred.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407994585253006338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am drawn to ruby red this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Ruby Ruby Ruby won't you be mine?&lt;br /&gt;You're so fine.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0AMUN3oaI/AAAAAAAAFrw/0IV7kmstQXA/s1600/1jeannechristmascardbwtree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0AMUN3oaI/AAAAAAAAFrw/0IV7kmstQXA/s400/1jeannechristmascardbwtree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407978939127144866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image scanned from a boxed set of Christmas cards I have of the young&lt;br /&gt;boy and girl carrying a Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we honestly ask which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not-knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness… makes it clear that whatever happens in the external world, being present to each other is what really matters.” &lt;br /&gt;-Henri F.M. Nouwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank each and every one of you who love me so well.&lt;br /&gt;Live life in full bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish each and every one of you &lt;br /&gt;Smiles when sadness intrudes&lt;br /&gt;Comfort on difficult days&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows to follow the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Laughter to kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Sunsets to warm your heart&lt;br /&gt;Hugs when spirits sag&lt;br /&gt;Friendships to brighten your being&lt;br /&gt;Beauty for your eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;Faith so that you can believe&lt;br /&gt;Confidence for when you are in doubt&lt;br /&gt;Patience to accept the truth&lt;br /&gt;Love to complete your life&lt;br /&gt;~Author unknown to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Ahram with much love Christmas and Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ones for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0PFaQPYVI/AAAAAAAAFsI/aZNjRKtGEpA/s1600/1ahramchristmastreeseoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0PFaQPYVI/AAAAAAAAFsI/aZNjRKtGEpA/s400/1ahramchristmastreeseoul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407995313163034962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in everything I do&lt;br /&gt;You always have a part,&lt;br /&gt;Because a loving thought of you&lt;br /&gt;Is always in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Because each little wish of mine&lt;br /&gt;You've tried to make come true --&lt;br /&gt;At Christmas time, I want to say&lt;br /&gt;How dearly I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of this verse unknown to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5234731313501495573?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5234731313501495573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5234731313501495573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5234731313501495573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5234731313501495573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-one-month-from-today.html' title='Christmas One Month from Today'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sw0PFaQPYVI/AAAAAAAAFsI/aZNjRKtGEpA/s72-c/1ahramchristmastreeseoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2343626122701185491</id><published>2009-11-24T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:26:01.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 11th Birthday Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swu1L7NRvJI/AAAAAAAAFro/VqwRITwXZYc/s1600/1bellapillarbluedresscard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swu1L7NRvJI/AAAAAAAAFro/VqwRITwXZYc/s400/1bellapillarbluedresscard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407614994064981138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these Bella Pilar cards........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swu03--Ma6I/AAAAAAAAFrg/jUA652iCkfE/s1600/1bethankful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swu03--Ma6I/AAAAAAAAFrg/jUA652iCkfE/s400/1bethankful.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407614651478076322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first born Grandchild Lily arrived on this day 11 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I always wished for her a life of health joy peace and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray my wishes for her always come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE love you♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If" &lt;br /&gt;For Girls&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself though others doubt you&lt;br /&gt;And conquer fears that limit what you dare&lt;br /&gt;So you can freely give to those about you&lt;br /&gt;The skills and talents that rare yours to share;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can live, not for your pleasure only,&lt;br /&gt;But gladly lend your gentleness and grace&lt;br /&gt;To warm the hearts of those whose lives are lonely&lt;br /&gt;And help to make their world a better place; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can balance dreams with practicality&lt;br /&gt;And deal in facts, but never lose ideals,&lt;br /&gt;If you can face the harshness of reality&lt;br /&gt;And find the truths that prejudice conceals; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can be courageous when defeated&lt;br /&gt;And humble in the face of victory,&lt;br /&gt;Or give your best until a task's completed,&lt;br /&gt;However difficult that task may be; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can temper facts with understanding&lt;br /&gt;And seek to gently guide, not to control,&lt;br /&gt;And neither be too lax nor too demanding,&lt;br /&gt;But keep in mind the worth of every soul... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can strive, not caring who gets credit,&lt;br /&gt;And work at building bridges, and not walls,&lt;br /&gt;Or hearing idle slander, just forget it&lt;br /&gt;And never fail to help someone who falls; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can give your help without begrudging&lt;br /&gt;The patience, time and effort you impart,&lt;br /&gt;Or look at others' weakness without judging&lt;br /&gt;And see, not with your eyes, but with your heart; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can take resources that surround you&lt;br /&gt;And use them in the way you feel you should,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be a woman...and all those around you&lt;br /&gt;Will be the richer for your womanhood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop living life for what’s around the corner and start enjoying the walk down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Grant L. Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swu03--Ma6I/AAAAAAAAFrg/jUA652iCkfE/s1600/1bethankful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swu03--Ma6I/AAAAAAAAFrg/jUA652iCkfE/s400/1bethankful.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407614651478076322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank you God for all of our blessings♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved Mother always made sure my Sisters and I were dressed exquisitely&lt;br /&gt;as was she&lt;br /&gt;This store reminds me of the type of clothing we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipincopallino.it/home/home.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bv8z-RRucso"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers from Mama Mia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping Through My Fingers&lt;br /&gt;Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning&lt;br /&gt;Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile&lt;br /&gt;I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness&lt;br /&gt;And i have to sit down for a while&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that i'm losing her forever&lt;br /&gt;And without really entering her world&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad whenever i can share her laughter&lt;br /&gt;That funny little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers all the time&lt;br /&gt;I try to capture every minute&lt;br /&gt;The feeling in it&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers all the time&lt;br /&gt;Do i really see what's in her mind&lt;br /&gt;Each time i think i'm close to knowing&lt;br /&gt;She keeps on growing&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table&lt;br /&gt;Barely awake, i let precious time go by&lt;br /&gt;Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling&lt;br /&gt;And a sense of guilt i can't deny&lt;br /&gt;[ Abba Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] &lt;br /&gt;What happened to the wonderful adventures&lt;br /&gt;The places i had planned for us to go&lt;br /&gt;(slipping through my fingers all the time)&lt;br /&gt;Well, some of that we did but most we didn't&lt;br /&gt;And why i just don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers all the time&lt;br /&gt;I try to capture every minute&lt;br /&gt;The feeling in it&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers all the time&lt;br /&gt;Do i really see what's in her mind&lt;br /&gt;Each time i think i'm close to knowing&lt;br /&gt;She keeps on growing&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish that i could freeze the picture&lt;br /&gt;And save it from the funny tricks of time&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning&lt;br /&gt;Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sande for the link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2343626122701185491?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2343626122701185491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2343626122701185491' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2343626122701185491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2343626122701185491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-11th-birthday-lily.html' title='Happy 11th Birthday Lily'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swu1L7NRvJI/AAAAAAAAFro/VqwRITwXZYc/s72-c/1bellapillarbluedresscard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7834193470695820314</id><published>2009-11-23T02:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T03:03:28.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swpk_k3Z2UI/AAAAAAAAFrY/pq9k36Ig_GA/s1600/1jeannepaulrainforestcafenov212009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swpk_k3Z2UI/AAAAAAAAFrY/pq9k36Ig_GA/s400/1jeannepaulrainforestcafenov212009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407245346002295106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swpkh_FUEbI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/CD04iNCRUbc/s1600/1jeannechristmastreenov222009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swpkh_FUEbI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/CD04iNCRUbc/s400/1jeannechristmastreenov222009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407244837643882930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated at the Rainforest Cafe for our Grand Angels 11th birthdy and &lt;br /&gt;yesterday we put our tree up.&lt;br /&gt;I always put it up for her birthday (November 24th) and don't take it down&lt;br /&gt;until after my precious Grandmother's birthday and my cousin Wendy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous Monday.&lt;br /&gt;2009 has zipped on by like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Life is but a dream shaboom shaboom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Story To Live By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ann Wells, Los Angeles Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sister's bureau and&lt;br /&gt;lifted out a tissue-wrapped package. "This," he said, "is not a slip.&lt;br /&gt;This is lingerie." He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip. It&lt;br /&gt;was exquisite; silk, handmade and trimmed with a cobweb of lace. The&lt;br /&gt;price tag with an astronomical figure on it was still attached. "Jan&lt;br /&gt;bought this the first time we went to New York, at least 8 or 9 years&lt;br /&gt;ago. She never wore it. She was saving it for a special occasion. Well,&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the occasion." He took the slip from me and put it on&lt;br /&gt;the bed with the other clothes we were taking to the mortician. His &lt;br /&gt;hands lingered on the soft material for a moment, then he slammed the&lt;br /&gt;drawer shut and turned to me. "Don't ever save anything for a special&lt;br /&gt;occasion. Every day you're alive is a special occasion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered those words through the funeral and the days that&lt;br /&gt;followed when I helped him and my niece attend to all the sad chores&lt;br /&gt;that follow an unexpected death. I thought about them on the plane&lt;br /&gt;returning to California from the Midwestern town where my sister's&lt;br /&gt;family lives. I thought about all the things that she hadn't seen or&lt;br /&gt;heard or done. I thought about the things that she had done without&lt;br /&gt;realizing that they were special. I'm still thinking about his words,&lt;br /&gt;and they've changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting on the deck and admiring&lt;br /&gt;the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time in&lt;br /&gt;committee meetings. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of&lt;br /&gt;experience to savor, not endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments&lt;br /&gt;now and cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and crystal for every&lt;br /&gt;special event-such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, the&lt;br /&gt;first camellia blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear my good blazer to the market if I feel like it. My theory is if&lt;br /&gt;I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of&lt;br /&gt;groceries without wincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties; clerks in hardware&lt;br /&gt;stores and tellers in banks have noses that function as well as my&lt;br /&gt;party-going friends'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my&lt;br /&gt;vocabulary. If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and&lt;br /&gt;hear and do it now. I'm not sure what my sister would have done had&lt;br /&gt;she known that she wouldn't be here for the tomorrow we all take for&lt;br /&gt;granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew&lt;br /&gt;that my hours were limited. Angry because I put off seeing good friends&lt;br /&gt;whom I was going to get in touch with-someday. Angry because I hadn't&lt;br /&gt;written certain letters that I intended to write-one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and daughter often enough&lt;br /&gt;how much I truly love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that&lt;br /&gt;would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I&lt;br /&gt;open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day, every&lt;br /&gt;minute, every breath truly is...a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ann Wells in the Los Angeles Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9e6c4a56f3484f32052a87" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=9e6c4a56f3484f32052a87&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need a little Christmas right this very minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7834193470695820314?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7834193470695820314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7834193470695820314' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7834193470695820314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7834193470695820314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swpk_k3Z2UI/AAAAAAAAFrY/pq9k36Ig_GA/s72-c/1jeannepaulrainforestcafenov212009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4417188400707076719</id><published>2009-11-22T03:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T03:11:50.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swkb921IuKI/AAAAAAAAFrI/nDyPbZ6dGWo/s1600/1katehudsonnine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swkb921IuKI/AAAAAAAAFrI/nDyPbZ6dGWo/s400/1katehudsonnine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406883577139345570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=noDW2n3mlZs"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Kate Hudson in Nine&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous just like her goreous Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bronze Goddess (drink)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Darlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 oz Gibson's Finest Sterling Canadian Whisky&lt;br /&gt;4 oz. pomegranate juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add all ingredients to a rocks glass filled with ice.&lt;br /&gt;Garnish with a lime wheel and fresh or frozen pomegranate seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink responsibly during each day and night of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4417188400707076719?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4417188400707076719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4417188400707076719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4417188400707076719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4417188400707076719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/nine.html' title='Nine'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Swkb921IuKI/AAAAAAAAFrI/nDyPbZ6dGWo/s72-c/1katehudsonnine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3964192703503395447</id><published>2009-11-21T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T02:44:44.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguins for Ahram</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwfEDhrW3cI/AAAAAAAAFrA/QE5HbOsA2aQ/s1600/1jeannepenguinnapkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwfEDhrW3cI/AAAAAAAAFrA/QE5HbOsA2aQ/s400/1jeannepenguinnapkin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406505442540445122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our newest cocktail napkins&lt;br /&gt;Penguins for Ahram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this drink&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 oz bacardi black rum&lt;br /&gt;1/2 oz. Disaronno Amaretto&lt;br /&gt;2 oz cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add Bacardi Black Run, Disaronno Amaretto and cream to a cocktail shaker&lt;br /&gt;and shake with ice.  Strain into a martini glass and add a pinch of ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;and a candy cane for garnish.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the movie The Blind Side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3964192703503395447?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3964192703503395447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3964192703503395447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3964192703503395447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3964192703503395447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/penguins-for-ahram_21.html' title='Penguins for Ahram'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwfEDhrW3cI/AAAAAAAAFrA/QE5HbOsA2aQ/s72-c/1jeannepenguinnapkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7268700374363667682</id><published>2009-11-20T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:38:57.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwbSzwazG1I/AAAAAAAAFqw/r8OCdXoHllc/s1600/1ahramsmilesglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwbSzwazG1I/AAAAAAAAFqw/r8OCdXoHllc/s400/1ahramsmilesglasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406240189317323602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beautiful Ahram&lt;br /&gt;She loves everything with Penguins this year my Christmas card theme was mostly penguins and I am buying everything with Penguins I see.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Ahram.&lt;br /&gt;WE are truly blessed♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying the book Shanghai Girls so very much by Lisa See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my H1N1 shot yesterday.  Arm is a little tender but no side affects thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular flu shot in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;So many were sick yesterday going to the doctors......especially young children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is away for another week travelling and I wish him safety and fun times.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon his lovely bride to be will be going to visit him again in New Zealand for Christmas.  They can both hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I will see my son turn 31 this December.  Where does the time go to.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped off more Christmas gifts today and spent the morning at the beautiful Vernacular flowers.  They did all the flowers for my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I am in a fairy wonderland there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying gifts for the little girl we sponsored through our church.&lt;br /&gt;We do this every year and love to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Maggie has her blog up again and I am so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;I missed her postings so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://this-life-in-pictures.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a chance please visit.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful photographs and words and a most precious friend.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Off to see Blind Side tonight and celebrate our grand angels 11th birthday&lt;br /&gt;with her this weekend in the US.&lt;br /&gt;She has a few surprises coming.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwbTqN51nQI/AAAAAAAAFq4/I-Hsjhd_OOs/s1600/1joelilybrady9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwbTqN51nQI/AAAAAAAAFq4/I-Hsjhd_OOs/s400/1joelilybrady9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406241124945075458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Grand Angels with their Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7268700374363667682?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7268700374363667682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7268700374363667682' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7268700374363667682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7268700374363667682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/shanghai-girls.html' title='Shanghai Girls'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwbSzwazG1I/AAAAAAAAFqw/r8OCdXoHllc/s72-c/1ahramsmilesglasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7712300199084962107</id><published>2009-11-19T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:43:48.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All we are saying is give Peace a Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwUp9BtF1_I/AAAAAAAAFqo/Vw82B55n1Bw/s1600/1gappeacesign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwUp9BtF1_I/AAAAAAAAFqo/Vw82B55n1Bw/s400/1gappeacesign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405773056134469618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gap ad scanned from a magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-E-A-C-E&lt;br /&gt;The present you can give&lt;br /&gt;Just for free.&lt;br /&gt;1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;The Gift that &lt;br /&gt;Keeps on Giving More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gap I love your ads and Christmas messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we are saying is give peace a chance♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we don't need gifts in our hand we need to &lt;br /&gt;keep the Magic of Christmas in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;That message is love and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Elaine and her husband Gary are now once again&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents this time to triplets.&lt;br /&gt;Born in Tennessee this morning to Gary's son Jay and his wife&lt;br /&gt;Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;2 girls and a boy&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to everyone and love and prayers for the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9e19bd10cb655250553946" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=9e19bd10cb655250553946&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of my Son's photographs of New Zealand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7712300199084962107?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7712300199084962107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7712300199084962107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7712300199084962107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7712300199084962107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-we-are-saying-is-give-peace-chance.html' title='All we are saying is give Peace a Chance'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwUp9BtF1_I/AAAAAAAAFqo/Vw82B55n1Bw/s72-c/1gappeacesign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6290387327856027494</id><published>2009-11-18T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:09:12.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blessing of each day♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwQbyGvkIJI/AAAAAAAAFqg/CgjVPtiRDEU/s1600/1bloomingtea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwQbyGvkIJI/AAAAAAAAFqg/CgjVPtiRDEU/s400/1bloomingtea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405476000368959634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my blossoming teas.&lt;br /&gt;Love all of you♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure the blessing of each day it is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read the book Still Alice very good indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Just picked up Shanghai Girls and am told that too is very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making good progress with my Christmas cards...........&lt;br /&gt;My husband will bring our tree up today and I'll decorate it slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around us has their trees up and lights galore outside.&lt;br /&gt;My walks are like a fairy wonderland of magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our daughter Kim phoned us last night and they too have their tree up.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we all need a little Christmas right this very minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To feel the love of people whom we love is fire that feeds our life.&lt;br /&gt;But to feel affection that comes from those whom we do not know, from those&lt;br /&gt;unknown to us, who are watching over our sleep, and solitude, over our dangers and our weaknesses~that is something still greater and more beautiful because it widens&lt;br /&gt;our boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.&lt;br /&gt;~Paoblo Deruda, from the Childhood of Poetry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As read in this months O magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Passes..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life happens..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance separates..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children grow up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs come and go.  Love waxes and wanes.  Men don't do what they're supposed to do...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts break.  Parents die.  Colleagues forget favors.  Careers end..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.....Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.  A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you....or come in and carry you out.  Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter-in-laws, sisters, sister-in-laws, mothers, grandmothers, aunts, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I.  When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead.  Nor did we know how much we would need each other..  Every day, we need each other still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6290387327856027494?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6290387327856027494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6290387327856027494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6290387327856027494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6290387327856027494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessing-of-each-day.html' title='The blessing of each day♥'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwQbyGvkIJI/AAAAAAAAFqg/CgjVPtiRDEU/s72-c/1bloomingtea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-171091466105979740</id><published>2009-11-17T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T05:44:13.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Cheer Ready for It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwKBORatcmI/AAAAAAAAFqY/Z6llcAS849k/s1600/1gapholidaycheer2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwKBORatcmI/AAAAAAAAFqY/Z6llcAS849k/s400/1gapholidaycheer2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405024584991601250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwJ67VT_MII/AAAAAAAAFqQ/NgAw_NjiIJI/s1600/1gapholidayhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwJ67VT_MII/AAAAAAAAFqQ/NgAw_NjiIJI/s400/1gapholidayhat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405017662549864578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gap Ads I scanned from Magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my dear friend Elaine's birthday&lt;br /&gt;as well as our dear Uncle Murray on my husband's side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;May Heaven smile and hear your every wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HqTbmTaPMPw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song by Little Dragon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store." &lt;br /&gt;Maybe Christmas means a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;[After the Grinch stole all the Who's Christmas presents...]&lt;br /&gt;last pages of How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr. Suess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.northpole.com/Kitchen/Cookbook/cat0002.asp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good recipes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9dee4a484a4af0640cc667" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=9dee4a484a4af0640cc667&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various photographs taken by me this November 2009&lt;br /&gt;and some of my son and Ahram taken by them.&lt;br /&gt;Some items viewed are photographs I took &lt;br /&gt;in Vernacular Flowers a place I adore......&lt;br /&gt;They have the most beautiful things including the Christmas boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my wedding invitation you see and my wedding shoes and purse&lt;br /&gt;I will pass my wedding purse along to our darling Ahram to use it if she chooses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 will be a most magical year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all you need♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-171091466105979740?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/171091466105979740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=171091466105979740' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/171091466105979740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/171091466105979740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/holiday-cheer-ready-for-it.html' title='Holiday Cheer Ready for It?'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwKBORatcmI/AAAAAAAAFqY/Z6llcAS849k/s72-c/1gapholidaycheer2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6649465722652081985</id><published>2009-11-16T02:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:58:35.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love GAP ads and Telus commercials</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwEv6xtiCfI/AAAAAAAAFqI/SdNTWWvrS3w/s1600/1gapchristmasad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwEv6xtiCfI/AAAAAAAAFqI/SdNTWWvrS3w/s400/1gapchristmasad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404653714644535794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday season&lt;br /&gt;1-2-3-4-&lt;br /&gt;Let's relax a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we don't need Christmas in our hands&lt;br /&gt;We need it in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see how someone talks to a child tells you a lot about their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoiIYlww8M4&amp;feature=player_embedded#&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pig of Happiness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope; &lt;br /&gt;The spirit of Christmas which is peace; &lt;br /&gt;The heart of Christmas which is love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6649465722652081985?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6649465722652081985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6649465722652081985' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6649465722652081985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6649465722652081985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-gap-ads-and-telus-commercials.html' title='I love GAP ads and Telus commercials'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwEv6xtiCfI/AAAAAAAAFqI/SdNTWWvrS3w/s72-c/1gapchristmasad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7098914481647923982</id><published>2009-11-15T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T06:16:27.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwALybhzaRI/AAAAAAAAFqA/1ZGgsk8nH3E/s1600-h/1jeanneangelwing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwALybhzaRI/AAAAAAAAFqA/1ZGgsk8nH3E/s400/1jeanneangelwing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404332513855498514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwALgIXZO4I/AAAAAAAAFp4/VyLNonlOCok/s1600-h/1bellapillarholidaybulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwALgIXZO4I/AAAAAAAAFp4/VyLNonlOCok/s400/1bellapillarholidaybulb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404332199473920898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these Bella Pilar cards...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope; &lt;br /&gt;The spirit of Christmas which is peace; &lt;br /&gt;The heart of Christmas which is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I put a Christmas Wreath on my beloved Mothers Grave on Friday as well as my late beloved Sister Sharon a thousand memories of Christmas days of past came flooding back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we know longer believed in Santa (but I still do and his magic)&lt;br /&gt;My Mom was so excited for Christmas she would give us little sneak previews of gifts and we were using our sparkle paints and other gifts well before Christmas..........&lt;br /&gt;She worked very hard for us and always made each day special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always sing that song Dido to her Thank you &lt;br /&gt;She made every day the best day of my life................&lt;br /&gt;A fabulous Mother and person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved by all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your absence has gone through me&lt;br /&gt;Like thread through a needle.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do is stitched with its color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -- W.S. Merwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasured and adored in Heaven as you were on Earth♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=696ee6abb15c6b45450fc6" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=696ee6abb15c6b45450fc6&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt4" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slideshow at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7098914481647923982?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7098914481647923982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7098914481647923982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7098914481647923982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7098914481647923982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-memories.html' title='Christmas Memories'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SwALybhzaRI/AAAAAAAAFqA/1ZGgsk8nH3E/s72-c/1jeanneangelwing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4583365951438583749</id><published>2009-11-14T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T04:37:32.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Winnie the Pooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv6VpjOHJPI/AAAAAAAAFpo/wLdQYaNCzh0/s1600-h/1jeannepoohcard4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv6VpjOHJPI/AAAAAAAAFpo/wLdQYaNCzh0/s400/1jeannepoohcard4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403921143952778482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv6RhEQFg1I/AAAAAAAAFpg/NYF8HJJwdaE/s1600-h/1jeannepoohchristmascard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv6RhEQFg1I/AAAAAAAAFpg/NYF8HJJwdaE/s400/1jeannepoohchristmascard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403916600154096466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Winnie the Pooh cards and quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your favorite quotes by Winnie the Pooh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The how of Pooh?  The Tao of who?  The Tao of Pooh!&lt;br /&gt;in which it is revealed that one of the world's great Taoist masters is not Chinese&lt;br /&gt;or a venerable phiilospher but is in fact none other than the effortlessly cal,&lt;br /&gt;still reflective bear.&lt;br /&gt;A. A. Milne's Winnie-the-Pooh!&lt;br /&gt;From the back cover of the book&lt;br /&gt;The Tao of Pooh by Benmamin Hoff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes people care too much...I believe it is called Love."&lt;br /&gt;~Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I'll never have to live without you."&lt;br /&gt;~Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9da6dc4cc2c08b4f8b0cec" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=9da6dc4cc2c08b4f8b0cec&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4583365951438583749?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4583365951438583749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4583365951438583749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4583365951438583749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4583365951438583749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-winnie-pooh.html' title='I love Winnie the Pooh'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv6VpjOHJPI/AAAAAAAAFpo/wLdQYaNCzh0/s72-c/1jeannepoohcard4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7024969592560579966</id><published>2009-11-13T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:30:04.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv2JatxXGfI/AAAAAAAAFpU/6BHC1odtYPU/s1600-h/1GorgeousBloggerAward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv2JatxXGfI/AAAAAAAAFpU/6BHC1odtYPU/s400/1GorgeousBloggerAward.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403626219970697714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailydecadent.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my darling friend for this award&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass this along to everyone in my sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;Kindness is the special art of living with a loving heart♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv05pSFPV9I/AAAAAAAAFpM/td2mgvkEhYw/s1600-h/1jeannechristmaspajamas2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv05pSFPV9I/AAAAAAAAFpM/td2mgvkEhYw/s400/1jeannechristmaspajamas2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403538509305698258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas Pajamas from 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv04nd0J25I/AAAAAAAAFpE/GDrv_BrL8Ys/s1600-h/1jeannesharonsanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv04nd0J25I/AAAAAAAAFpE/GDrv_BrL8Ys/s400/1jeannesharonsanta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403537378583894930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little baby Sister Sharon(now in Heaven)&lt;br /&gt;On Santa's knee as a very young child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv0344vTasI/AAAAAAAAFo8/dqsa4jSbI2g/s1600-h/1christmaspajamas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv0344vTasI/AAAAAAAAFo8/dqsa4jSbI2g/s400/1christmaspajamas2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403536578357455554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo above from a Google Search&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year Mom would buy me and my Sisters a new pair of Christmas pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;I still hold true to that tradition.&lt;br /&gt;I am still looking for some this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made myself a snowball&lt;br /&gt;As perfect as can be&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd keep it as a pet&lt;br /&gt;And let it sleep with me&lt;br /&gt;I made it some pajamas&lt;br /&gt;And a pillow for its head&lt;br /&gt;Then last night it ran away&lt;br /&gt;but first it wet the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful darlings it is Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;I love you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukOYxn2xjIw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day by Dido&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7024969592560579966?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7024969592560579966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7024969592560579966' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7024969592560579966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7024969592560579966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-pajamas.html' title='Christmas Pajamas'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Sv2JatxXGfI/AAAAAAAAFpU/6BHC1odtYPU/s72-c/1GorgeousBloggerAward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4339588938666556167</id><published>2009-11-12T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T02:58:46.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 12th.........we always celebrate our love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SvvnWVGtNDI/AAAAAAAAFo0/UjkmhtgZb0Y/s1600-h/1blinghorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SvvnWVGtNDI/AAAAAAAAFo0/UjkmhtgZb0Y/s400/1blinghorse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403166548769453106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this ring..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqY30WLjl1s&amp;feature=PlayList&amp;p=071378204EB58FD5&amp;playnext=1&amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;index=49"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this ring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength and honor are her clothing;&lt;br /&gt;She shall rejoice in the time to come.&lt;br /&gt;She opens her mouth with&lt;br /&gt;wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;And on her tongue is the law of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;She watches over the&lt;br /&gt;ways of her household,&lt;br /&gt;And does not eat the bread of idleness.&lt;br /&gt;Her children rise up and call her&lt;br /&gt;blessed;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband also, and he praises her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 25-28 (NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I married on the 12th of February in 1994&lt;br /&gt;Every month on the 12th we exchange cards and everyday &lt;br /&gt;say to each other how blessed we are to be loved so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the 12th of never I'll still be loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch this DVD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Svvk3eualfI/AAAAAAAAFos/_J7PIFolbJU/s1600-h/1ahrampenguincardjeanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Svvk3eualfI/AAAAAAAAFos/_J7PIFolbJU/s400/1ahrampenguincardjeanne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403163819752723954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVwQ1shTAAw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Antartica Challenge...............&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of our ordinary lives we must find all the things that make our souls sparkle and help the world remain healthy and strong.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for something find something else, and realize&lt;br /&gt;tht what you've found is more suited to your needs that what you&lt;br /&gt;thought you were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lawarence Block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Canada&lt;br /&gt;Write a letter to Santa&lt;br /&gt;put your addy on the envelope&lt;br /&gt;mail it to&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;North Pole&lt;br /&gt;Canaada&lt;br /&gt;H0H OHO&lt;br /&gt;and your child (or who you wrote the letter for)&lt;br /&gt;will receive a letter from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;No postage required as long as it a regular sized envelope&lt;br /&gt;Put it in a Canada Post Mail box soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7enLvzlUN4&amp;feature=fvst"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the song Always and Forever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and My love by Paul McCartney &lt;br /&gt;and Loves Divine by Seal&lt;br /&gt;and Love by John Lennon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4339588938666556167?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4339588938666556167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4339588938666556167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4339588938666556167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4339588938666556167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/antartica-challenge.html' title='The 12th.........we always celebrate our love'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SvvnWVGtNDI/AAAAAAAAFo0/UjkmhtgZb0Y/s72-c/1blinghorse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2718569653262573284</id><published>2009-11-11T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:53:30.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest We Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Svrr1bunWKI/AAAAAAAAFok/wR1aJIxGHgs/s1600-h/1jeanneremembranceday2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Svrr1bunWKI/AAAAAAAAFok/wR1aJIxGHgs/s400/1jeanneremembranceday2009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402890006193199266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken this morning with the fabulous students from L'Essor High School&lt;br /&gt;who give thanks and honor our Veterans.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the rest of the photographs can be seen on Facebook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SvqcxPunBqI/AAAAAAAAFoc/h-oUpCIAI7Q/s1600-h/1jeannepoppiesmay28ba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SvqcxPunBqI/AAAAAAAAFoc/h-oUpCIAI7Q/s400/1jeannepoppiesmay28ba.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402803072833881762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph taken by me.&lt;br /&gt;Poppies taken this past spring in our neighbors yard&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the poem in Flanders Fields I always think of Poppies&lt;br /&gt;Here is Canada everyone adorns a red poppy on their coats&lt;br /&gt;(Pictured below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SvqTAaKdzfI/AAAAAAAAFoU/qXbAp_UR3_A/s1600-h/1jeanneremember.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/SvqTAaKdzfI/AAAAAAAAFoU/qXbAp_UR3_A/s400/1jeanneremember.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402792338216832498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph taken by me..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7UYue9omN4&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembrance Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering today and always those that have fought for our freedoms&lt;br /&gt;and still continue to do so today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M720ICH_Ne0&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembrance Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't accomplish anything in this world alone … and whatever happens is the result of the whole tapestry of one's life and all the weavings of individual threads from one to another that creates something." ~ Sandra Day O'Connor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soldiers - war - freedom -  death&lt;br /&gt;"What is lovely never dies, &lt;br /&gt;        But...passes into other loveliness." &lt;br /&gt;This last quote sent to me by my dear friend Cathy♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2718569653262573284?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2718569653262573284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2718569653262573284' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2718569653262573284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2718569653262573284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2009/11/lest-we-forget.html' title='Lest We Forget'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08573413197359864995'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9oti1xiHAQ/Svrr1bunWKI/AAAAAAAAFok/wR1aJIxGHgs/s72-c/1jeanneremembranceday2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry></feed>