tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310021962008-10-01T10:23:56.654-04:00RACK ROOMCome on in the door is always open, and coffee is on.The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-4394325382298889002008-09-10T22:54:00.009-04:002008-09-11T00:17:17.997-04:00Labor Day Weekend<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;">Our Labor Day weekend started as most weekends do around the RackRoom.</span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"> Rick and I met Cathy and Jerry for supper, Cathy had decided that we would eat at her house instead of going out which was a nice cha<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiLIE7v80I/AAAAAAAAAiI/1CztALMWJD4/s1600-h/may2008-06.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244594736952505154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiLIE7v80I/AAAAAAAAAiI/1CztALMWJD4/s200/may2008-06.jpg" border="0" /></a>nge. As we were eating a car pulled in the driveway. To my surprise it was Kerrie & Jerry, I knew they were coming home for the long weekend, but was not expecting them till around midday on Saturday. </span>
</span><div><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Saturday started early for us since we stayed up till around 2:00 am talking, even though I talk to her at least once a day on the phone it just not the same as sitting down face to face. We went to visit Mema & Papa. Then back home so they could visit some of their friends while I cleaned house, washed clothes that I was going to do on Friday night before they arrived on Saturday. Rick and I had planned on going to the hot dog supper at church whil</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiPdHd5biI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/j1Jl_AHVNRw/s1600-h/IMG_1256.JPG"></a><span style="font-size:85%;">e they were wi</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiP0ZE_cCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/wFL5gcSAfBY/s1600-h/IMG_1256.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244599896320733218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="133" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiP0ZE_cCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/wFL5gcSAfBY/s200/IMG_1256.JPG" width="174" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">th their friends. The singing Chaplains were singing so we stayed for the singing. This is a group of four local pastors that are a part of the Spartanburg County Sheriff's Office. </span><a href="http://www.spartanburgso.org/chaplains.html"><span style="font-size:85%;">http://www.spartanburgso.org/chaplains.html</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> .</span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">We stayed up way to late on Saturday night again, talking and laughing about a lot of the funny things the girls did as they were growing up, somethings that I didn't know about came up in the conversations.</span></div>
<div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">On Sunday Ashley & Kerrie were cooking lunch, (now my girls have a hard time with anything that happens in a kitchen.) They were making Scalloped Potatoes from a box, Ashley uses a glass baking dish on the stove top, well it exploded just as they both turned away from the stove. Glass went everywhere, no one was cut or burnt. I vacuumed glass up for the next few days. They said their lunch was great after they cleaned the mess up and started a new box of potatoes this time in the microwave. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">Sunday night we went to Amanda's church for the 5th night singing. Eric & Kristi, Amanda & Les, Uncle Dick , Aunt Lou, Tommy, Cathy, Kerrie, Jerry, Rick, & all the Babies were there. We had a great time.</span></div><div><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiXY1UKoXI/AAAAAAAAAig/cZMtLytOwIQ/s1600-h/IMG_1257.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244608218957259122" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="112" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiXY1UKoXI/AAAAAAAAAig/cZMtLytOwIQ/s200/IMG_1257.JPG" width="152" border="0" /></span></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiXZsNmJ-I/AAAAAAAAAiw/KDFOW1UXA54/s1600-h/IMG_1265.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244608233693652962" style="CURSOR: hand" height="123" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiXZsNmJ-I/AAAAAAAAAiw/KDFOW1UXA54/s200/IMG_1265.JPG" width="188" border="0" /></span></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiXZNdXw_I/AAAAAAAAAio/4-kuzQbWcN4/s1600-h/IMG_1261.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244608225438319602" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="124" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMiXZNdXw_I/AAAAAAAAAio/4-kuzQbWcN4/s200/IMG_1261.JPG" width="146" border="0" /></span></a></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">Monday the gang came to our house for lunch, we enjoyed everyone coming to the RackRoom. I realized while all the babies were here that the house is not baby proof anymore, but we managed just fine with 5 kids under 5.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">I think this post catches me up with what we have been doing here at the RackRoom.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">Love to All</span></div><div> </div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-77482035749319540622008-09-09T22:39:00.009-04:002008-09-09T23:21:50.359-04:00Start Of School 2008 - 2009<span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;">Ashley has her classroom set up for the new year. She had to move classrooms again this makes twice in as many years. She has moved back to the room she moved from last year when she changed from third grade to second grade. We have unpacked about 38 boxes of stuff ,that she says she really really needs. Things from pencils, pens, paper, markers, posters and books and more books, she has so many books. The school district has opened new schools this year and moved the 4th graders back to the elementary schools. She is so excited to be meeting the new students and<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMc8LTLOiPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/EM3x04D8BKU/s1600-h/200-030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244226455919823090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMc8LTLOiPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/EM3x04D8BKU/s200/200-030.jpg" border="0" /></a> learning their names and what makes them tick, she talks about how sweet and precious they all are, she has 15 little ones this year in her class.</span>
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;">This is </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;">her bulletin board, she added the students names to the board on gold stars as they arrived on meet the teacher day.</span>
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;">As you can tell she even adds her sense of fashion to the bulletin board. You may not be able to tell from the picture but she added jewelery, lipstick and her face to the lady in black, I really thought she would have had a red dress, because we all know what she says about being dressed in red, ha ha. </span>
<span style="color:#cc0000;"></span>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-37729625591008801542008-09-09T10:07:00.008-04:002008-09-09T22:39:45.164-04:00Wishing Travis A Happy BirthdayTravis was born 9 days after Rick & I were married, I was a new bride and we lived in the little house and Nanny was the official babysitter and I did not work the first year are so after I was married, so I was there helping Nanny with Travis while Cathy was working. I remember him falling down the back steps and busting his top lip. Also his Jimmy Carter Smile, and the way he would say new words as he began to talk. He was every body's little boy even my mother & daddy's . He was the Star of the show and the main attraction till Eric came to be and then as Travis says Ashley came along and ruined everything for the boys.
Love You
Aunt Cindy
I have pictures to upload but blogger will not let me, I'll try later.The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-71451309244121430282008-09-07T00:28:00.007-04:002008-09-07T01:13:06.945-04:00Part Two<span style="color:#336666;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"> We went to Myrtle Beach for our annu</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNa-M6ZCyI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OnsU1B5G8lc/s1600-h/IMG_1187.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243134415853914914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="163" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNa-M6ZCyI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OnsU1B5G8lc/s200/IMG_1187.JPG" width="252" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">al family vacation the la</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNa9-XLaVI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wDdkJfOn8YQ/s1600-h/200-026.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">st week of July, we had a gr</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNc8dPEpTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/F_FFjc11A0I/s1600-h/IMG_1180.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243136584899142962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNc8dPEpTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/F_FFjc11A0I/s200/IMG_1180.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">eat week of </span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNa9-XLaVI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wDdkJfOn8YQ/s1600-h/200-026.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">rest</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNbUEaGcwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/PletzcIavaY/s1600-h/IMG_1195.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243134791528116994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="133" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNbUEaGcwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/PletzcIavaY/s200/IMG_1195.JPG" width="167" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000099;"> and fun in the sun. My brother's family, Mama & her friend Joann all joined in on the night out at Sara J's. Ashley and I could <span style="color:#000099;">have stayed for another week, we love the beach so much.</span></span><span style="color:#000099;"> I need to thank Ms Holly for house sitting and taking care of the puppies while we were gone.</span></span>
<span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">On Thursday after we returned home we had to take Little Bit the the Vet. He was not acting like he usually does, going 90 mph 20 hours a day. We knew something wa<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNhhb1hAgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eL89_bmcmQg/s1600-h/Litty+Bitty.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243141618225185282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNhhb1hAgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eL89_bmcmQg/s200/Litty+Bitty.jpg" border="0" /></a>s <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNhhDz29HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/0PfKNAy2FXo/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243141611775784050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMNhhDz29HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/0PfKNAy2FXo/s200/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /></a>wrong with him, when Rick got up on Thursday afternoon Little Bit would not go outside he could not walk, just sat and looked at us. So off to the vet we go, to make a long story short Little Bit has a bad back. We were told to keep him as still and not to let him jump up or down for 3 MONTHS (haha). After the vet had given him 2 shots and meds for 14 days, he seems to have gained about 5 pounds but he is doing ok. </span>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-55783528337637000812008-09-06T00:44:00.009-04:002008-09-06T01:28:11.147-04:00Going to do BETTER I hope!!!!!!<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMIUhl7RznI/AAAAAAAAAfg/aHLni5iAw98/s1600-h/435753-R1-053-25_025.jpg"></a>
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<div><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>I am going to try to keep this blog up to date better than I have. Just an update on what has been going on the last few months. I have been busy at work and trying to get the yard back in shape since the house fire two years ago. I spent last year getting the inside ready ( still working on that too) I do not know if I </strong></span><a href="http://rackroom156.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/p1010321.jpg"></a><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>will ever have the house like I want it, I always see new things or think of a different way to organize the things I have. Like the bedroom I would like to move the bed to the wall to the right and have the dresser where the bed is, but this bed is way to heavy for me to move by myself an</strong></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMILwpD_HUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/T1_pLfsdWBk/s1600-h/P1010321.JPG"><span style="color:#990000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242765846496877890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMILwpD_HUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/T1_pLfsdWBk/s200/P1010321.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>d all that know Rick knows he is a creature of habit and does not like change. Me I could change stuff everyday and still not be satisfied. Love the colors and the furniture, just not the layout. I wasn’t at home when the furniture was delivered or it would be the way I think I want it. </strong></span>
<span style="color:#990000;"><strong>We had a garage built last spring where I had planted the Iris that I had gotten from Nanny’s when we sold the house so I transplanted them to Mema’s till I could figure out where I wanted to plant them. I had decided over the winter that I wanted them where I could see them blooming from the screen in porch so I brought them back home, and I have them planted beside the garage and I can’t wait till they bloom next spring. I have worked in the yard since early spring trying to get my flower beds and the grass back in shape, <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMIQGybub3I/AAAAAAAAAe4/l4IA1-80h_U/s1600-h/435753-R1-053-25_025.jpg"></a>what little grass we had was where I had my flowers, so I had to start from scratch with the new ones this year, I am pl<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMIUwqf0n_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/4foBrRnsALI/s1600-h/435753-R1-047-22_022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242775742486716402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="123" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SMIUwqf0n_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/4foBrRnsALI/s200/435753-R1-047-22_022.jpg" width="165" border="0" /></a>eased with the way they have turn out. It has been so dry around here that I did not plant as many flowers as I usually do. I have two hummingbird feeders at the screen porch and I have been late getting to work a few days this summer because I have been watching them,when I should have been getting dressed for work.</strong></span>
<strong><span style="color:#990000;">I am going to close for now will add a post tomorrow.</span></strong></div></div></div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-33846435108712786602008-06-23T13:00:00.002-04:002008-06-23T13:11:30.225-04:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d7a67794d7a6b7a4d513d3d0d0a&campaign=blog_playback_link&blogview=true" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play First Anniversary" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d7a67794d7a6b7a4d513d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="middle"><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank">Make a Smilebox scrapbook</a></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Wishing Kerrie & Jerry A Happy Anniversary!!!</p><p>Love You,</p><p>Mama</p>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-75563007831073351402008-06-06T11:39:00.014-04:002008-06-07T15:18:17.236-04:00Mother's Day<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SEqqprRCoyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/79CsddNQ1DQ/s1600-h/Mothers+day+2008-02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209163551972959010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SEqqprRCoyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/79CsddNQ1DQ/s320/Mothers+day+2008-02.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<div>Well, I always say that I am going to do better about updating the blog, but this time I'm not going to say it. No way, I'm not promising that that this blog is ever going to be up to date. In fact I'm going to say the extreme opposite......I'm going to venture out and say that it might be a couple of months before mom or myself actually upload another post. I guess what really happens is we get too busy! So, for the moment enjoy the new post and pictures and check back with us once in a while to see if we have actually updated the blog or not! This picture was taken on Mother's Day. I thought it was a pretty good picture. I tried really hard to find something that matched mama's outfit. By the way that's hard to do sometimes considering my mother is a size 2 and I'm just now back in a size 12. I'm returning from the size 14-16 world for the past few years! That's the good part, but the bad part has been that for the last few weeks every<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SElktpRVzKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/GILCETYarTo/s1600-h/school07-35_edited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208805179366165666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SElktpRVzKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/GILCETYarTo/s320/school07-35_edited.jpg" border="0" /></a> time I plan on an outfit, it falls off my body. Yes, this is a good problem, actually great for a girl who loves to shop and still lives at home with mom & dad! (Ha ha) Then it happened..........I was uploading the Mother's Day picture to the blog and I realized that I myself had committed a fashion faux pas. I wore the the same outfit on Mother's Day 2007 & 2008! How could this have happened? After all I'm a very fashion conscious person. What was I thinking? I guess I wasn't, so for pure proof and laughter here's the picture from Mother's Day 2007 . I do enjoy the hat!!! It was a nice addition, and this way you can tell the skirt and shirt combo was a little more snug in 07 than 08. I even matched the same shoes with the outfit! Now readers I have so many shoes it's unbelievable. Now, why would I wear the same pair with the same outfit on two consecutative Mother's Days? Oh well, I guess the point of this post has been I'll talk to you around Father's Day and I'm signing off to go make sure I don't wear the same outfit for that occasion! Oh My:o</div>
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<div>Yours in fashion crisis,</div>
<div>~Ashley
On a seperate but equal note.......... I have included a picture of Kerrie on this post. I did so because she came down for a wedding over the Memorial Day weekend and we grabed a few pictures with her and Mom because we knew that she wouldn't make it back down for a little while anyway. I can say that sense her move to Bristol TN things have been different to say the least. We have both done pretty good about calling and staying in touch. It seems that every couple of months we go up or they come down to vist for a weekend. We took off and visited her at the end of March, then they came down for the wedding a few weekends ago, and if I were a betting woman I'd say mom, mema, and I will be visiting sometime in July before our beach trip. Anyway, Kerrie if your reading and laughing at this rambling "WE LOVE YA" <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209161851301839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SEqpGrxcxAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Mtkf9EoaAtk/s320/may2008-03.jpg" border="0" />Here is the yearly visit with Mema on Mother's Day! This is one of my all time favorite pictures of us. We always take her a gift, usually a flower or something for the yard, and just sit a chat for a while. Mother's Day was a great day again this year! Love Ya Mema.
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<div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SEllcHPDqcI/AAAAAAAAAdw/eiXEjbK_7sM/s1600-h/Mothers+day+2008-15.jpg"></a></div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-16432743933751913312008-04-01T10:26:00.006-04:002008-04-19T01:12:32.239-04:00Time To Catch Up<span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">I know I said I would update the blog a couple weeks ago but what I didn't know was the sniffles and coughing would hit the RackRoom. Ashley and I started coughing and feeling yucky the week before Easter. Ashley went to the Doctor, she had a sinus infection and her blood pressure was way to high. So she is on a the dreaded diet, to see if she can help control the high blood pressure with a little weight loss. The Doctor said the over the counter meds she had taken could cause the blood pressure to elevated some. It's been three weeks and Ashley has lost 10 pounds. Since then we have recovered and been very busy here at The RackRoom, Ashley helped Alyssa & Travis with the Vacation Bible School workshop few weeks back. Rick has been working on the getting the pool ready for summer.
</span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SAl9MCtiHHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/UGbFgeV_hHo/s1600-h/IMG_0825.jpg"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190817691360959602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SAl9MCtiHHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/UGbFgeV_hHo/s200/IMG_0825.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;">Mama, Ashley & I went to Bristol to visit Kerrie & Jerry over spring break, we had a great trip with the Lady in the black box(GPS). The problem is Kerrie lives in Bristol, TN and works in Bristol,VA. and every time you crossed the state line the Lady in the black box would say recalculating and send us a different way than what we were going or wanted to go, it got on our nerves after a while, but we could not get where we wanted to go with out the Lady in the black box. Kerrie is still learning her way around and she was not much help getting us where we needed to be. You drive through neighborhoods to get anywhere and there are very few STOP signs, they have YIELD signs which was hard to get used to. Found a few Boutiques for Ashley, scrapbook stores for Mema. We just had a great time visiting with them and can't wait till I can go back, hope Rick can go next time but with his off days being in the middle of the week and mine on the weekends, just have to wait and see if we can work it out so we can go together. </span><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SAl9MitiHII/AAAAAAAAAdI/_tjZcVOMvyE/s1600-h/IMG_0813.jpg"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190817699950894210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SAl9MitiHII/AAAAAAAAAdI/_tjZcVOMvyE/s200/IMG_0813.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SAl9NCtiHJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Jy-0ec-N0x8/s1600-h/IMG_0823.jpg"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190817708540828818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/SAl9NCtiHJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Jy-0ec-N0x8/s200/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></span>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-28018556204561771582008-02-25T20:52:00.005-05:002008-03-18T14:40:18.552-04:00Road Trip<span style="color:#cc0000;"> A few Saturday's ago Mema and I went to visit Aunt Nancy ( Mema's Sister) and her family in Cherryville, North Carolina we had a great time My cousin Cathy and her husband Jake came over, we went to Cousin Bruce's house but he wasn't at home. We went to this little hole in the wall diner for lunch. The diner has one of the best burgers called Lotta Burger it is great. There was so much on my plate with the homemade fries and onion rings there is no way I could eat it all.</span>
<span style="color:#cc0000;"> I promise that I will add more to the blog later this week. With the change in Rick's work schedule, I'm have a hard time adjusting so I know that he is. </span>
<span style="color:#cc0000;">Love Cindy</span>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-65401539049396962392008-02-07T00:43:00.000-05:002008-02-07T00:43:47.543-05:00Morning Coffee With My Buddy<span style="color:#ff6600;">Most mornings I sit out on the screened in porch with my coffee and listen to the birds while watching the sun rise, a few weeks ago I met a new buddy scurring around the vacant lot behind our house.</span>
<p><span style="color:#ff6600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164088238612068162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qG5Hs-t0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/g-nbshZVHpA/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" width="184" border="0" /> Her name could be Snowball, or it could be Lightening or it could be Lucky.</span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qX0ns-t8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/Q_zrR9Oa_DM/s1600-h/UNTalbinosquirrel.jpg"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164106853000329154" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" height="223" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qX0ns-t8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/Q_zrR9Oa_DM/s320/UNTalbinosquirrel.jpg" width="185" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">If you can't tell from the picture my friend is a White Squirrel. I can't get close to her and she will not get close to me because of the sweet puppies</span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qLwns-t3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/J6T_4qvvpyg/s1600-h/Lexie2.JPG"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164093590141319026" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qLwns-t3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/J6T_4qvvpyg/s320/Lexie2.JPG" width="212" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ff6600;"> that share this home and </span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qLx3s-t4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/Pn3XiW6ZZb0/s1600-h/Litty+Bitty.jpg"></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">their job is to protect us. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164095381142681490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qNY3s-t5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/nhUVuQEpsCA/s320/Litty+Bitty.jpg" width="190" border="0" />So she crosses <span style="font-size:0;"></span>my property by way of the powerlines. I have seen two squirrels together, one was smaller than the other</span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qKr3s-t2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/M5tjRgf-BsE/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164092409025312610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qKr3s-t2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/M5tjRgf-BsE/s200/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ff6600;"> and not as surefooted on the powerlines. So I'm assuming that the bigger squirrel has a baby. I have never seen a white squirrel, and I have found out that they are easy targets for hawks, cats & dogs. I guess thats why they stay on the power lines. </span></p><p><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ff6600;">Brevard NC has a Festival around Memorial Day for White Squirrels. They say there is a difference in white squirrels and albino squirrels. Albino Squirrels have pink eyes white squirrels have dark eyes. From some of the other pictures I have the squirrel at my house has pink eyes.
More updates later & maybe a better picture.
Cindy</span> </p>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-63987946977187944892008-02-07T00:00:00.000-05:002008-02-06T23:15:04.049-05:00Bubba<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"><strong>Happy Birthday Bubba</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>Hope</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>you have a great day.
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</div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qEans-tzI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aKay3nR7teM/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164085515602802482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="146" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qEans-tzI/AAAAAAAAAbU/aKay3nR7teM/s200/IMG_0034.JPG" width="167" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qDQ3s-tyI/AAAAAAAAAbM/DVxCf04DCh4/s1600-h/Vacation+2007-04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164084248587450146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R6qDQ3s-tyI/AAAAAAAAAbM/DVxCf04DCh4/s200/Vacation+2007-04.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="color:#990000;">
Love You</span>
</p>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-47362514927255105812008-01-31T10:35:00.000-05:002008-01-31T12:12:40.379-05:00Sick<div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">The bug has hit the RackRoom. Ashley is at the doctor as I type this, we think she has strep throat. She went to school to get her sub plans ready for today and Friday. Ashley getting sick is not a suprise to us, she gets Sick every year the end of January first of February. Ashley is in a wedding next weekend so we got to get her well quickly. </span></div>
<div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000099;">Rick on the other hand is never sick, he isn't feeling good this morning either very seldom has a headache , but he has one since early yesterday morning. </span></span></div>
<div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000099;">So I'm asking that ya"ll keep them in your prayers today.</span> </span></div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-36449622642255469012008-01-21T08:01:00.000-05:002008-01-21T08:07:04.657-05:00Happy Birthday, Ashley<span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"></span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R5GMxHlx6fI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xlwAiwWg5p4/s1600-h/ashley1983a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157057823794915826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R5GMxHlx6fI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xlwAiwWg5p4/s200/ashley1983a.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<div align="center"><div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R5GJ63lx6eI/AAAAAAAAAVo/nedKTyIRKe0/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">A daughter is a gift of love; given from God above</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">A daughter is a joy forever.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">A daughter may outgrow your lap, </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">but she will never outgrow your heart.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">All the dreams I prayed you'd be,</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">are all the things you are.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">You are loved for the little girl you were;</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">and the precious daughter you will always be.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">It's truly a gift to have a daughter like you,</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">who grows more precious with the years!</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">A daughter is: the happy memories of the past,</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">the joyful moments of the present,</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">the hope and promise of the future.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">A daughter is a day brightener and a heart warmer!</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Daughter, you're the young woman,</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">I dreamed you would one day be.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;">Author Unknown</span></div></div><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Love Mama & Daddy</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Happy Birthday</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Tink!!
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</span></div></div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-75642544349709870002008-01-18T23:10:00.000-05:002008-01-19T02:04:00.740-05:00Now she will be a Volunteer<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">Good news for some and bad news for others. Kerrie and Jerry have moved to Bristol TN.</span>
<div><div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">I am going to need <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ya'll</span> to pray for me as I will adjust to this and pray that Kerrie adjust to being away from home and in a new place that she can learn her way around the town and that they find a new church home.</span></div>
<div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155504870994864546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R4wIXXlx6aI/AAAAAAAAAVI/9-OL-iRNbHo/s200/12-8-2004+(3)-009.jpg" border="0" />Jerry is from Bristol he has been here since he was in high school so he is going back home close to his parents and family.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">I know she is a little over 3 hours away and I can go see them anytime I want if the weather isn't bad, must go over the mountains to get Bristol from here. It's just new not having my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">babygirl</span> across town. This is a first for me the girls have always been just down the hall or across town, saw them a couple times a week, talked to them a couple times a day. A dear friend reminded me on Saturday that God in Tennessee too, and that He will be with them in Bristol.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;">Love Cindy</span>
</div></div></div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-57687352002530127632008-01-17T10:35:00.000-05:002008-01-19T00:55:30.058-05:00Happy Birthday Les<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R493ynlx6dI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cF9lEcaitVU/s1600-h/Church+Christmas+at+abner-16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156471809867114962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R493ynlx6dI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cF9lEcaitVU/s200/Church+Christmas+at+abner-16.jpg" border="0" /></a>
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<p>Happy Birthday Les,</p><p>Love Ya!!!</p><p></p>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-38089249523004315142008-01-17T10:20:00.000-05:002008-01-17T10:35:21.911-05:00Snow Day<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R49y5Hlx6bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/D1aowXcjsTY/s1600-h/January+2008-26.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156466423978125746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R49y5Hlx6bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/D1aowXcjsTY/s200/January+2008-26.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<div> This is what we woke up to this morning. Of course the schools are closed, Ashley got the call around 5:30 this morning. She had to call the teachers on her list and pass the word. </div><div> It started snowing here around 9:30 last night, I love to sit and watch the snow fall, so I made a pot of coffee opened the blinds on the french doors and sat and watched till 2:30 this morning. It is raining now maybe it will turn back to snow (not cold enough ).</div><div> When it snows that I get in the cleaning mood so that's what my plans are this afternoon I'm going to clean house for awhile. Send me your snow pictures.</div><div> </div><div>Love Cindy</div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-72103166750265828132008-01-05T07:15:00.000-05:002008-01-05T07:15:09.606-05:00A New Year<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;">I recieved a date planner as a Christmas gift as I was adding birthday's and addresses, this poem was printed for January, so I am going to share it with you.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"></span></div>
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<div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;">As the New Year starts
and the old year ends,
There's no better time
to make amends
For all the things
we sincerely regret
And wish in our hearts
we could somehow forget---
We all make mistakes,
for it's human to err,
But no one need ever
give up in despair,
For God gives us all
a brand new beginning,
A chance to start over
and repent of our sinning--
And when God forgives us,
we, to must forgive
And resolve to do better
each day that we live
By constantly trying
to be like Him more nearly
And to trust in His wisdom
and love Him more dearly---
Assured that we've never
out of His care,
And we'er always welcome
to see Him in prayer.</span> </div><p align="left"><span style="color:#000066;"><em>Helen Steiner Rice</em></span></p>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-49581160244383403202008-01-04T08:42:00.000-05:002008-01-05T07:18:49.751-05:00The End And The Beginning<span style="color:#cc0000;">I have not blogged about Christmas, so I will start there. On Christmas Eve, Rick, Ashley, Kerrie, Jerry and myself met Mema & Papa for dinner. To celebrate their 52nd anniversary which is on Christmas day. </span>
<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">This is a tradition that we have had for many years.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150533459234646082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3pe5Hlx6EI/AAAAAAAAASY/J5LI2czkQvw/s200/853721433_1000_0015_015.jpg" width="284" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Christmas was different this year for the Rack Room, Kerrie was at her home, making Christmas traditions of her own with Jerry. This was the first year in 24 years that both of the girls were not waking up together, since they were little they had always slept together on Christmas Eve. The plan was for Kerrie & Jerry to be at our house around 9:00, but they arrived early. Once they arrived we had breakfast, which is a new tradition for me. We opened our gifts and remembered past Christmas's which was both fun and sad at the same time. Then off to Mema & Pop's house we go, where we helped Mema finish lunch. Terry, Suzanne, Christopher & Andrew arrived with food and gifts. We always enjoy our meal before we open gifts, this is easier to do now that the kids are grown . Papa started a tradition about 11 years ago where all Christmas guest sign the red tablecloth before they leave, as we signed our names this year it was so much fun to look at all the names and what years friends and family had joined us to celebrate Christmas.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150537346180048978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3pibXlx6FI/AAAAAAAAASg/T4MZnoK5iGU/s200/853704420_1000_0047_047.jpg" border="0" /></span></div></div></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Then R</span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3viD3lx6MI/AAAAAAAAATY/Jlub90mg4PY/s1600-h/12-28-2007-070.jpg"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150959154918189250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3viD3lx6MI/AAAAAAAAATY/Jlub90mg4PY/s200/12-28-2007-070.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#cc0000;">ick, Ashley, Kerrie, Jerry and myself headed to, <a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R34_YHlx6VI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gR8h-OCZzW4/s1600-h/12-28-2007-071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151624707345344850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R34_YHlx6VI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gR8h-OCZzW4/s200/12-28-2007-071.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">The Spark's </span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Christmas celebration.</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">For more food and gifts. We decided we would not draw names this year instead we would each bring a gift card and play a swapping game after Travis explained the rules. The fun began each one of us drew a number, you then had to pick a card or chose to steal a card that someone else had. It was fun to try something different this year. </span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Then back to Mema & Papa's for a little snack then back home to wait on William. We had a great Christmas shared with family & Friends.</span></div><div>
<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3znpXlx6QI/AAAAAAAAAT4/fpB6OwiZp3o/s1600-h/12-28-2007-102.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151246771698133250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3znpXlx6QI/AAAAAAAAAT4/fpB6OwiZp3o/s200/12-28-2007-102.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3zoCnlx6SI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iCrPW99RaTI/s1600-h/12-28-2007-007.jpg"></a><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R34-Rnlx6UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VAiv95ip9Hg/s1600-h/12-28-2007-089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151623496164567362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R34-Rnlx6UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VAiv95ip9Hg/s200/12-28-2007-089.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151246947791792402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R3znznlx6RI/AAAAAAAAAUA/K_C6fuT2Vo0/s200/12-28-2007-012.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#cc0000;">Love Cindy</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Happy New Year</span></div></div></div></div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-55361219000113321702007-12-19T06:48:00.000-05:002007-12-28T09:26:22.280-05:00Happy Birthday Hannah Grace<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4d5467774d7a597a4d413d3d0d0a&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play This+is+for+Hannah+Grace" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4d5467774d7a597a4d413d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://scrapbooks.smilebox.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="middle"><a href="http://scrapbooks.smilebox.com/" target="_blank">Make a scrapbook - it's easy!</a></td></tr></tbody></table>
Love You,
Aunt CindyThe Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-68503670494253122162007-12-18T07:41:00.001-05:002007-12-28T09:28:06.235-05:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R2fAo3lx6CI/AAAAAAAAASI/FDN-4347wxE/s1600-h/9-16-2005-24.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145292907643791394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="163" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R2fAo3lx6CI/AAAAAAAAASI/FDN-4347wxE/s200/9-16-2005-24.jpg" width="200" border="0" /></a>
Mama celebrates her birthday today. Happy Birthday,
Love You SisThe Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-65884236514449777162007-12-16T00:07:00.000-05:002007-12-28T09:29:30.214-05:00Ashley Graduates!!!!<div align="center">
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<div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Our day started early, we had to be at Southern Wesleyan at 10:00 A.M. for Ashley's Graduation. As we were waiting for the commencement exercises to begin, I was remembering her first day of school, walking her in to her class and thinking what will you be when you grow up. Never thinking she would still be in school 22 years later. She says she will start classes again in the spring, she going to be like her Aunt Cathy always in school.</span></div>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-43541477635625394832007-12-15T00:37:00.000-05:002007-12-28T09:30:03.915-05:00<span style="color:#cc33cc;">We had a great time at Faith And Hannah Grace's birthday party last night.</span>
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<span style="color:#cc33cc;">Love, Uncle Rick & Aunt Cindy</span>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-25979897153867849742007-12-14T00:00:00.000-05:002007-12-14T00:05:16.883-05:00Happy Friday,
Hope this brightens your day, or at least makes you giggle.
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We have giggled and laughed for days.
CindyThe Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-75274543242597871942007-12-10T22:30:00.000-05:002007-12-12T00:06:54.993-05:00Catching UP!!!!<span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"></span>
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<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#996633;">I'm going to try to play catch up with all that has been going on here in the Rack-Room.
<span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;">First </span>Ashley has finished her last research paper and will Graduate this coming Saturday with her <em>Masters of Education</em> from Southern Wesleyan.
<span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;">Second </span>We</span><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19erD9VMYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/tUC3HqSSB7c/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+07-83.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142933393370329474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19erD9VMYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/tUC3HqSSB7c/s200/Thanksgiving+07-83.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"> had a great Thanksgiving Day, We celebrated at Mama & Daddy's we had 11 guest for lunch and at dinner we had 16 and still had a few leftovers to enjoy the next day.(This is a picture of Ashley holding Merr Merr and Eric, after the big </span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19gkz9VMZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/12Y1xiGAlCo/s1600-h/Cruise+2007+Mexico-038.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142935485019402642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="138" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19gkz9VMZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/12Y1xiGAlCo/s200/Cruise+2007+Mexico-038.jpg" width="161" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;">meal.)
<span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;">Third </span>Rick, Tommy, Cathy, Uncle Dick, Aunt Lou & myself were packed and headed to Charleston SC on Saturday after Thanksgiving to</span></span><span style="color:#996633;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> board a ship and off we went to Grand Cayman, Cozumel, & Key West, we were ready for a much needed seven days of nothing to do but rest, sight see and eat. There were not phones, faxes, computers, meals to prepare , no beds to be made, no floors to vacuum or mop, no deman</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ds on us just relaxing and doing what e</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ver we wanted. <a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19kpD9VMcI/AAAAAAAAARU/BpWKzAABvO4/s1600-h/Cruise+2007+Mexico-072.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142939956080357826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19kpD9VMcI/AAAAAAAAARU/BpWKzAABvO4/s200/Cruise+2007+Mexico-072.jpg" width="164" border="0" /></span></a></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19jrT9VMbI/AAAAAAAAARM/UmHrIWvBxaQ/s1600-h/Cruise+2007+Mexico-090.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142938895223435698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="88" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19jrT9VMbI/AAAAAAAAARM/UmHrIWvBxaQ/s200/Cruise+2007+Mexico-090.jpg" width="172" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;">We celebrated Rick's birthday whil</span></span><span style="color:#996633;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">e on our trip, with a parasailing adventure and a birthday cake. </span></span></span></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Fourth </span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19mDz9VMdI/AAAAAAAAARc/o6QxW9hUml4/s1600-h/cindy+at+work.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142941515153486290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="185" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wfxoNh6cf3U/R19mDz9VMdI/AAAAAAAAARc/o6QxW9hUml4/s200/cindy+at+work.jpg" width="200" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;">We got back home and hit the floor running, we had hanging of the Greens at church and choir practice on Sunday. Then back to work on Monday and I mean back to work, I didn't see the top of my desk for 9 days still trying to catch up with all the orders that came in while I was cruising around the deep blue sea. More Catching up later, taking for ever to upload the pictures. </span>
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</div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span>The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31002196.post-23391926177897103182007-11-22T10:25:00.000-05:002007-12-28T09:30:49.170-05:00Happy ThanksgivingI can not believe it has been a month since I posted something on the blog. I guess with the changing of work hours the last few months I have been busier than I realized. But I'm thankful for my job even though I sometimes complain, about going from part time to full time. With working till 5:30 most days and then getting home and starting the wife & mama job the hours fly by.Hope all have great and restful Thanksgiving Day surrounded with love ones.The Rackroom Crewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349227331205737018noreply@blogger.com