<?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-3395422121030652825</id><updated>2009-11-14T22:20:18.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posey's Path</title><subtitle type='html'>Keeping you posted of what God’s doing in Papua New Guinea and in my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-3141381525943547745</id><published>2009-11-13T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:04:59.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin' Like a Group Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv45o2_U6RI/AAAAAAAAAkU/6yUxhPrOTFI/s1600-h/Elem+3+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403819977009850642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv45o2_U6RI/AAAAAAAAAkU/6yUxhPrOTFI/s320/Elem+3+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our Numonohi Christian Academy Elementary Division photo. Those are a lot of kids to get organized and make smile - at the beginning of their recess, but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-3141381525943547745?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/3141381525943547745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=3141381525943547745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/3141381525943547745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/3141381525943547745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothin-like-group-picture.html' title='Nothin&apos; Like a Group Picture'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv45o2_U6RI/AAAAAAAAAkU/6yUxhPrOTFI/s72-c/Elem+3+-+Copy.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-3395422121030652825.post-1947347964114427844</id><published>2009-11-13T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:56:54.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rarely do I get to carve pumpkins anymore. Something about growing up and not having kids, but this year neither of those things hindered my friend Joanie and me from getting into the spirit of thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv419ymHUqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Ew7tichnM0o/s1600-h/2009_1031Sadie0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403815938561102498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv419ymHUqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Ew7tichnM0o/s320/2009_1031Sadie0308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't be scared, those are PNG pumpkins. They aren't orange on the outside, but they smell like pumpkins, taste like pumpkins and act like pumpkins - especially when being carved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv41pMNWXdI/AAAAAAAAAkE/KXRuqzuzI2I/s1600-h/2009_1031Sadie0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403815584659299794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv41pMNWXdI/AAAAAAAAAkE/KXRuqzuzI2I/s320/2009_1031Sadie0313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Halloween night I made sugar cookies with some friends. Here are Cara and Katie frosting cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv40_fBkouI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bbUgK15iHpM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403814868155671266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv40_fBkouI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bbUgK15iHpM/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nathan and Andrew frosting cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv4z0SBFxTI/AAAAAAAAAj0/KmFTRN_n7Us/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403813576173798706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv4z0SBFxTI/AAAAAAAAAj0/KmFTRN_n7Us/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Andrew, Carmen, Cara and Katie all frosting cookies.  Kyle and Michael joined in on the cookie making, but alluded pictures, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv4zT566erI/AAAAAAAAAjs/c-oLZcjXEQw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403813019949628082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv4zT566erI/AAAAAAAAAjs/c-oLZcjXEQw/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-1947347964114427844?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/1947347964114427844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=1947347964114427844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1947347964114427844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1947347964114427844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sv419ymHUqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Ew7tichnM0o/s72-c/2009_1031Sadie0308.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-3395422121030652825.post-6276011295938611735</id><published>2009-10-14T02:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T03:38:51.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madang 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another Madang trip.  I just love it there - sun, ocean, pool, food and great friends!  This year Emily, (Me), Carmen, and Hannah all took off for Madang.  We stayed at my favorite place - Jais Aben and had a couple days of relaxing.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWm56Mw1LI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RNGaEli4duk/s1600-h/Madang+043+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392399642651579570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWm56Mw1LI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RNGaEli4duk/s320/Madang+043+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day our friends the Claasens picked us up and took us to another resort called Malolo.  We had fun on the black sand beach, swimming in the amazingly warm water and hanging out with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWkl864OtI/AAAAAAAAAjE/RJ2J-MWN3pQ/s1600-h/Madang+-+Malolo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392397100761234130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWkl864OtI/AAAAAAAAAjE/RJ2J-MWN3pQ/s320/Madang+-+Malolo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way back we ended up with both driver-side tires blown.  God's hand of protection and Nate's skillful driving - lead us to the side of the road instead of flipping over the bridge we had clipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWj4f3lihI/AAAAAAAAAi8/HptZXRWMf-4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392396319868684818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWj4f3lihI/AAAAAAAAAi8/HptZXRWMf-4/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankfully our friends were just behind us in a truck and we got to ride to the NTM base in the back of the truck, instead of waiting on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWjXvCT-NI/AAAAAAAAAi0/knlya7bqkbI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392395757004519634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWjXvCT-NI/AAAAAAAAAi0/knlya7bqkbI/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another highlight for us was cockroach killing.  This happened in the evenings while we watched a movie or played cards.  Carmen has a great squeal and Emily and Hannah are quite lively as they go on their hunting expeditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWivHRS6kI/AAAAAAAAAis/gHL9c_dMMus/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392395059135179330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWivHRS6kI/AAAAAAAAAis/gHL9c_dMMus/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily and Hannah showing off the weapons of chioce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWg4v5HmXI/AAAAAAAAAiU/13timlLBz3M/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392393025635195250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWg4v5HmXI/AAAAAAAAAiU/13timlLBz3M/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our final and strangest event of Madang was the tsunami warning that was issued for all of PNG.  There had been a large earthquake on Vanuatu so official warning went out.  The resort where we were staying began their precautions.  The warning was officially called off, but lots of planning had already been put into place.  It was an experience to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWgOcsskyI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YGdHzK0G9bs/s1600-h/Madang+-+Tsunami+Evacuation1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392392298928313122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWgOcsskyI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YGdHzK0G9bs/s320/Madang+-+Tsunami+Evacuation1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-6276011295938611735?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/6276011295938611735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=6276011295938611735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/6276011295938611735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/6276011295938611735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/10/madang-2009.html' title='Madang 2009'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWm56Mw1LI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RNGaEli4duk/s72-c/Madang+043+-+Copy.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-3395422121030652825.post-8560796635524274958</id><published>2009-10-14T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:52:55.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lord has blessed me with some amazing coworkers that are also my dear friends. I was able to celebrate with so many of them on my birthday. My friend Joanie is here in the picture with me. She made a special chocolate cheese cake for Becky and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWcyVDzp-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/0POiZvie3hE/s1600-h/020+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392388517306542050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWcyVDzp-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/0POiZvie3hE/s320/020+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becky and I started our celebration with grilled hamburgers, many yummy salads, and kaukau chips. I didn't get good pictures of everyone present but here we have Carmen, Emily, Hannah, Carrie and Pat (Joe is next to her, but out of the picture). &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWceVIVigI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6MyFiB0zyOI/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392388173728156162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWceVIVigI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6MyFiB0zyOI/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After our dinner we piled into Karl and Kristen's house - they sure are good sports to let all of us in. I guess we numbered 21 by then. Carrie had made some wonderful cupcakes and a beautiful cake. My dear little friends had a hard time keeping away from those lovely treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWb4enZ7ZI/AAAAAAAAAh0/i0JWQ0z0qvo/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392387523439357330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWb4enZ7ZI/AAAAAAAAAh0/i0JWQ0z0qvo/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not sure a party is complete without Dana sticking his fingers up his nose. We probably wouldn't recognize him in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWbXgT1zRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/qrAF42NMW_o/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392386956958485778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWbXgT1zRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/qrAF42NMW_o/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becky and I had mounds of presents to open and it is always fun to open presents with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWa0J11qYI/AAAAAAAAAhk/8965C_GcQPc/s1600-h/Gail+%26+Becky%27s+Bday+-+Presents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392386349631646082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWa0J11qYI/AAAAAAAAAhk/8965C_GcQPc/s320/Gail+%26+Becky%27s+Bday+-+Presents.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After presents we went outside with our dessert for a camp fire. Scott and his boys had been working on it, so it was going well by the time we all joined them. We had a great night to be out and the generator didn't even kick on until we were nearly done with our evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWaNhJdFXI/AAAAAAAAAhc/v6rSImx1dEk/s1600-h/Gail+%26+Becky%27s+Bday+-+Fire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392385685873038706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWaNhJdFXI/AAAAAAAAAhc/v6rSImx1dEk/s320/Gail+%26+Becky%27s+Bday+-+Fire.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a great birthday celebration. I sure appreciate all those that helped put it together. You are so dear! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-8560796635524274958?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/8560796635524274958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=8560796635524274958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8560796635524274958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8560796635524274958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWcyVDzp-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/0POiZvie3hE/s72-c/020+-+Copy.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-3395422121030652825.post-1265907964917320872</id><published>2009-10-14T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:27:25.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break time fun!</title><content type='html'>One fun break time activity is our temporary hair dye. Emily and I did this last year and we loved it. It makes us feel wild and crazy, even if we aren't. The dye only last for 8 washes and we only do streaks. Anyway, this year we got a few others involved. Here I am with Becky. Since our birthday was the next day, it was a must that she join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWX12w9R4I/AAAAAAAAAhU/rzPnOFslIO8/s1600-h/Hair+Dyeing+Party+-+Dyeing+Becky%27s+Hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392383080335755138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWX12w9R4I/AAAAAAAAAhU/rzPnOFslIO8/s320/Hair+Dyeing+Party+-+Dyeing+Becky%27s+Hair.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Emily and I have roped a very hesitant Carmen in for some dye. I think she had fun eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWXQjH2ziI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZAwYV3aqMbQ/s1600-h/Hair+Dyeing+Party+-+Dyeing+Carmen%27s+Hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392382439407930914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWXQjH2ziI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZAwYV3aqMbQ/s320/Hair+Dyeing+Party+-+Dyeing+Carmen%27s+Hair.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my upstair's neighbor joined in the fun too. Pat came and got one strip of orangish-red in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWWr-nLwfI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1e5tWFeCs2s/s1600-h/Hair+Dyeing+Party+-+Dyeing+Pat%27s+Hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392381811131924978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWWr-nLwfI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1e5tWFeCs2s/s320/Hair+Dyeing+Party+-+Dyeing+Pat%27s+Hair.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-1265907964917320872?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/1265907964917320872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=1265907964917320872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1265907964917320872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1265907964917320872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/10/break-time-fun.html' title='Break time fun!'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/StWX12w9R4I/AAAAAAAAAhU/rzPnOFslIO8/s72-c/Hair+Dyeing+Party+-+Dyeing+Becky%27s+Hair.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-3395422121030652825.post-228302829276780561</id><published>2009-09-25T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:01:22.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend Kristen had a birthday and so we celebrated! We had a birthday brunch at my house. As with all good ladies gatherings in PNG, we started talking about food, ventured to other topics and came back to food. Usually this includes the food items we miss most from our home countries. We had lots of fun. Hopefully Kristen did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1h7JQC4iI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GCtjFUrGVEc/s1600-h/IMG_3918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385568398128374306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1h7JQC4iI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GCtjFUrGVEc/s320/IMG_3918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1XqOkvXBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ogNUYJEd0oM/s1600-h/IMG_3925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385557112383298578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1XqOkvXBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ogNUYJEd0oM/s320/IMG_3925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back: Me, Michelle, LeAnna, Kristen, Joanie, Meredith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Front: Rhesa, Becky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost a week later my friend Neil had his birhtday and so more celebrating was needed. Everyone had a great meal at the Mandarin followed by wonderful cheesecake that Becky had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385897853700674930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr6Nj-5eFXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/giJh0u3x9fE/s320/Neil%27s+Birthday+-+Dinner+at+the+Mandarin.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Back: Emily, Karl, Kristen, Carmen, Joanie, Dana, Scott, Terri.          Front: Me, Becky, Neil &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-228302829276780561?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/228302829276780561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=228302829276780561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/228302829276780561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/228302829276780561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-fun.html' title='Birthday Fun'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1h7JQC4iI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GCtjFUrGVEc/s72-c/IMG_3918.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-3395422121030652825.post-5563445992436341335</id><published>2009-09-16T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:30:56.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>September 16th is Papua New Guinea’s Independence Day. It is a pretty fun day around here. Our whole missionary community gathers together along with our national friends to celebrate. The morning begins with home-made doughnuts, the national anthem, and the flag raising. We have our own parade led by all the kids that want to decorate their bicycles. Each class in grades 7-12 runs booths of games and activities. The grade 11 students sell lunch and other snacks throughout the day. It is a great community day. This year I made the rounds to all the booths with my two great friends: Carmen and Emily. They are a bit more competitive and daring than I am, but I take the pictures &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385551168236445010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1SQO5sXVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/JF-jsdL0OrQ/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385549957630761474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1RJxCzmgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mAQkdQFbdB0/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385544323999823394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1MB2IhdiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/V1T_VRdeU_E/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr05PQKwUtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ofdXfze2W9k/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385523663605879506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr05PQKwUtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ofdXfze2W9k/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-5563445992436341335?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/5563445992436341335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=5563445992436341335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/5563445992436341335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/5563445992436341335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/09/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/Sr1SQO5sXVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/JF-jsdL0OrQ/s72-c/018.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-3395422121030652825.post-1605865914685968372</id><published>2009-05-08T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:06:47.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Couch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I have a new couch. It came from America &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so it was one of the longest deliveries on record, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it got here is good condition and is just want I wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It goes perfectly with my carpet and I like moving away from the all blue house I had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SgUpPnVyv-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/iUwqYE0Fv_w/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333714681925386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SgUpPnVyv-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/iUwqYE0Fv_w/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here I am with my new couch, happy as can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks, Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333715298317067778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SgUpzflBZgI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aVdOGmOHAhk/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-1605865914685968372?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/1605865914685968372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=1605865914685968372' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1605865914685968372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1605865914685968372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/05/couch.html' title='The Couch'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SgUpPnVyv-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/iUwqYE0Fv_w/s72-c/001.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-3395422121030652825.post-7101584293146235746</id><published>2009-05-02T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:03:49.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning my class had a great time assembling and delivering May Day Baskets. There is a bit of hesitancy in sending 25 kids all over the center without supervision, but they do great each year. They were so excited to deliver 26 baskets that I didn't want to stop them for a picture before they left.  So we got our class picture afterwards. Aren't they a great looking bunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzPF1dN9MI/AAAAAAAAAds/TqmCXHgcyGI/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331363758055748802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzPF1dN9MI/AAAAAAAAAds/TqmCXHgcyGI/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This might be a more realistic picture of their character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331365232185132722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzQbpBDRrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dYTHDyVyNqQ/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-7101584293146235746?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/7101584293146235746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=7101584293146235746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/7101584293146235746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/7101584293146235746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzPF1dN9MI/AAAAAAAAAds/TqmCXHgcyGI/s72-c/019.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-3395422121030652825.post-378027589531680793</id><published>2009-04-30T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:06:11.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chuck E Cheese Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures seemed to be uploading today so I thougth I would try to catch up on the blog. I mentioned on Facebook that we were having a Chuck E Cheese birthday party for my friend Emily. This happened on Apirl 19 to celebrate Em's Day on the 21st. Well here's the proof...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzXpC05f6I/AAAAAAAAAes/OeusAB-HyEU/s1600-h/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331373159033175970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzXpC05f6I/AAAAAAAAAes/OeusAB-HyEU/s320/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Sign.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily and the kids that were at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzXCtcLfXI/AAAAAAAAAek/ch5rUup2KyE/s1600-h/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Kids+%26+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331372500457323890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzXCtcLfXI/AAAAAAAAAek/ch5rUup2KyE/s320/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Kids+%26+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pizza choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzWJ1PedLI/AAAAAAAAAec/NldKQwoUJ74/s1600-h/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Pizza.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331371523298981042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzWJ1PedLI/AAAAAAAAAec/NldKQwoUJ74/s320/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Pizza.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzVgm38whI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BJ6Z28fU5zQ/s1600-h/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Ladies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331370815067570706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzVgm38whI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BJ6Z28fU5zQ/s320/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Ladies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily and the Hamamas Meri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzTz5q-lsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/K2xGndD_xLY/s1600-h/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Hamamas+Meri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331368947507697346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzTz5q-lsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/K2xGndD_xLY/s320/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Hamamas+Meri.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-378027589531680793?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/378027589531680793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=378027589531680793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/378027589531680793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/378027589531680793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/05/chuck-e-cheese-birthday.html' title='The Chuck E Cheese Birthday'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SfzXpC05f6I/AAAAAAAAAes/OeusAB-HyEU/s72-c/Chuck+E+Cheese+Bday+-+Sign.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-3395422121030652825.post-4614407472228883478</id><published>2009-02-20T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:18:43.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>I doubt anyone even checks my blog anymore since it has been forever since I have posted, but I thought I would try to get back in the habit. I rarely have anything too exciting to blog about, so I have to decided to blog about everyday things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the beginning to our Medieval Festival stained-glass window making. Of course we make the "windows" out of construction paper, tissue paper and tape, but it is fun. Supervising 24 kids making these windows is a bit exhausting, but we survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day ended with a 3 month belated birthday party for my grade 1 friend Emily. She turned 7 three months ago and decided to celebrate it yesterday. It was lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have tired to upload pictures for over a half an hour and nothing has uploaded. This is one of the joys of living in a 3rd world country. Mom suggested to send the pics to Brad and have him, upload them, but we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-4614407472228883478?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/4614407472228883478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=4614407472228883478' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/4614407472228883478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/4614407472228883478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-8013770448499667665</id><published>2008-10-03T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:43:34.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madang 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SOas8iAaQvI/AAAAAAAAATc/LGTjOsfiApg/s1600-h/plane+G,+P,+M.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year I traveled to Madang before my birthday and had a great few days of rest. On Friday 5 of us went down on our mission plane and stayed at Jais Aben. We did a little shopping Friday morning in town and then stayed out at the resort the rest of the time. We swam, snorkeled, played cards and visited. It was just relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for our ride after shopping in town. We waited on that wall for nearly an hour, but we eventually got picked up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253070940674215538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SOaoMEbQTnI/AAAAAAAAASs/kBbvxrCZE7M/s400/waiting+in+town.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Monday 3 of our friends joined us that had been doing a VBS program for the Madang regional conference. So for the last 2 days we had five ladies in one room! It was a bit tight but it was really wonderful to spend time with these good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253074021654910370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SOaq_Z-S1aI/AAAAAAAAATM/xOdZ3vBfP-0/s400/diner+group+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Paul M, Hannah, Paul W, Moses, Me, Emily, Katie and Andrea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253074015661880610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SOaq_DpcdSI/AAAAAAAAATE/qoNCoiLgpq4/s400/group3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paul W, Andrea, Emily, Me, Moses, Hannah and Katie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-8013770448499667665?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/8013770448499667665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=8013770448499667665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8013770448499667665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8013770448499667665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/10/madang-2008.html' title='Madang 2008'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SOaoMEbQTnI/AAAAAAAAASs/kBbvxrCZE7M/s72-c/waiting+in+town.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-3395422121030652825.post-8799947892124189261</id><published>2008-09-23T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T05:00:22.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping in Goroka - An Adventure Like None Other</title><content type='html'>Shopping takes on a whole new meaning when shopping in Papua New Guinea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it all begins by getting up the nerve to ask someone to drive you into town.  Of course it is nearly a whole day event so the person you ask has to give up their day to do this for you.  So I emailed a friend of mine, and figured it was a long shot because there were no vans available and it was pretty late notice, so I figured he had plans.  However, at 5 pm the night before our proposed shopping day he called, and said that he got a van from his department so we could go, however, he was going to stay in the van and at the Bird to work on his sermon prep for Oct. 5.  I “argued” with him a bit about the whole trip since it sounded like he really had other things to do, but he insisted it would all work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the morning at 9 am 4 girls went into town with Paul driving us.  We stopped at Brian Bell, our most western style store, and got a couple things.  I got a handle for my broom and some kebob skewers.  Next we went next door to the old Papindos and found a few things.  I found some shirts for my brother’s boys for Christmas.  Then we piled into the van and headed to “down town”.  Paul dropped us off at the store farthest away from the Bird so that we could then just walk back.  This store is called SVS and we got some fabric, food, and other little random things we could find.  One of the ladies got some great picture frames.  Never have I seen such nice frames here.  Then we went across the street to the pharmacy, well actually two.  I found some stocking stuffer gifts and was able to get a phone card for my cell phone.  We were going to go into one store that once had sugar free cookies and pick some up for another friend, but there was a large mob of people outside that store and I didn’t feel too comfortable going in there.  So we figured the cookies were not that important.  We decided that we would head back to the Bird, use the bathroom and get some lunch.  We had a nice meal at the hotel and visited over lunch.  Then we went back out across the road to Bintangor, a grocery store, and got a few items, including cash back on our credit cards.  We came back to the Bird and loaded up the van to head back home.  However we had one more stop to make at the new Papindos and did our last shopping there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it back home just after 2 pm and felt like we had a very successful day.  However once I got all my packages in, I realized that at least half the items I bought need to be washed before I use them.  You always feel a bit grimy after being in town.  We all talked today about how fun it is "back home" to shop and not feel the need for a shower when you get home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a fun day and I really did feel like I got so much that I needed.  I haven’t been shopping in town since before the school term started.  So that has been 8 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-8799947892124189261?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/8799947892124189261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=8799947892124189261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8799947892124189261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8799947892124189261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/09/shopping-in-goroka-adventure-like-none.html' title='Shopping in Goroka - An Adventure Like None Other'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-4046964362121187320</id><published>2008-08-09T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:00:03.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School had begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;School began over two weeks ago. It took me over two weeks to get a class picture. I took my camera to school each day, and yet we would be so busy that I would forget to take a class shot. Thankfully on Friday I remembered. We did have two students that had been visiting for 2weeks and Friday was their last day. That did give me some motivation. So here are my 24 students and our two visiting ones. Keep us in your prayers as we grow together as a class. Some of these kids have never been in school before and this is a big change for them; many of the others have had me as a teacher for a year already and may become bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232640598035524706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SJ4S5nMx7GI/AAAAAAAAASk/UXCU7SDeN4Y/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-4046964362121187320?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/4046964362121187320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=4046964362121187320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/4046964362121187320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/4046964362121187320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-had-begun.html' title='School had begun!'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SJ4S5nMx7GI/AAAAAAAAASk/UXCU7SDeN4Y/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-8806164116961761288</id><published>2008-07-04T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T16:16:00.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July!</title><content type='html'>Even in PNG we need to have a 4th of July celebration. It may not look just like the USA style celebration, but we did have &lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;ood, &lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;riends and &lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;un! Even a few &lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;ireworks and a real &lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;ire. 14 people were at my house for the evening. It was a great way to fill the void of not being in Wenatchee for the 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219293362081858066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6nqOlxghI/AAAAAAAAAR0/MwA7Ap5f02M/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the barbeque guys - Moses, Paul Wilson, and Matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219293353125075042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6nptOT2GI/AAAAAAAAARs/OKAVdgCFOj4/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A table full of friends...Paul Wilson, Paul McKnight, Callum, Amy, Lesley, and Andrea peeking over Erika's head&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219293368750425874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6nqnbrxxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3aE4EQ6pnTQ/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, even I was there. Here are baby Amy, Erika and I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course there had to be dessert! American flag cheesecake, apple pie and chocolate bars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219297061902011618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6rBlfozOI/AAAAAAAAASE/jYr2NwBeRzo/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219297085834714930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6rC-po3zI/AAAAAAAAASU/4d40l7GdbwA/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219297072121569010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6rCLkK3vI/AAAAAAAAASM/IttQxb4jy8Y/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And finally a bonire and a snowball fight? Yes we had a ton of paper to burn and so it turned into a "snowball" fight as we attempted to get the paper in the fire.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219301148641029122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6uvdyJbAI/AAAAAAAAASc/BMe7EvZykE4/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-8806164116961761288?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/8806164116961761288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=8806164116961761288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8806164116961761288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8806164116961761288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July!'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SG6nqOlxghI/AAAAAAAAAR0/MwA7Ap5f02M/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-8704884419298000025</id><published>2008-06-20T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:49:20.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I Mentioned That I Hate Goodbyes?</title><content type='html'>The hardest part of being a missionary is saying godbye to family. I love my family and every time I head back to PNG I think it is going to kill me to say goodbye. We all have come to the understanding that going to airport to say goodbye is no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well only second to saying goodbye to family is saying goodbye to friends that have become like family over the years. This year I say goodbye to 5 families that have become my family away from family. Usually you say goodbye to one or two each year, but 5 is pretty severe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I said goodbye to my friend Gayle and her family. They are leaving and not planning to return after 13 year on the field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214206303173321058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFyVAbY_oWI/AAAAAAAAARM/7DIiS_srzzg/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214206307498087266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFyVArgGU2I/AAAAAAAAARU/VpoB_LJTqm4/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then I said goodbye to the Bowers, who have been my family for the last 4 years, celebrating holidays together. Saying goodbye to Joanie was a horrible process and all the pictures we took of the two of us are on her camera. That wasn't smart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third goodbye was to the Burleson family. Neil and Becky are great friends and their kids have such a special place in my heart. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214206315488305266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFyVBJRHYHI/AAAAAAAAARk/a62xVjM2bOs/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214206310643236706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFyVA3N9f2I/AAAAAAAAARc/ziY9i6mimXM/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Only two more goodbyes to go. I guess I will make it. I know the Lord gives grace and I have needed an extra amount. How blessed I am to have these dear friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-8704884419298000025?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/8704884419298000025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=8704884419298000025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8704884419298000025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8704884419298000025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-i-mentioned-that-i-hate-goodbyes.html' title='Have I Mentioned That I Hate Goodbyes?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFyVAbY_oWI/AAAAAAAAARM/7DIiS_srzzg/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-9050312704056006151</id><published>2008-06-20T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:43:36.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>June 4 was the last day of our school year. The grade 3.4 class ended the year with a party. We celebrated the "summer" birthdays and had an all around great time. Here are the birthday kids. The two on the far left were even celebrating their birthdays on that specific day! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214079309654474082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFwhgbqrPWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-TK2w1JUyb0/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We played pictionary with little white boards and markers, which was a bigger hit than you might think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214079311242609330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFwhghlUQrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8yELEVi6JC8/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is our class on the last day. Karina had left a couple months ago and Jesse was in PE at this time. Laura, our faithful TA, joined us for the party. About 7 of these kids will be on furlough next year, but the rest get to have me as a teacher once again. We will be the grade 4.5 class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214079306150973154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFwhgOnYDuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ky0GuuU-9zQ/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This day ended with graduation. I had lots of fun watching my first grade 5 class graduate. This picture is of them in their formal attire after the ceremony.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214082157266459522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFwkGL2R24I/AAAAAAAAARE/wPcZU-fOL4E/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-9050312704056006151?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/9050312704056006151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=9050312704056006151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/9050312704056006151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/9050312704056006151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SFwhgbqrPWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-TK2w1JUyb0/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-8466555194703090801</id><published>2008-05-03T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T06:49:16.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Away Brunch</title><content type='html'>My blog posts seem to be "going away" or "birthday" reportings. I guess that is what we do. We celebrate birthdays and we say goodbye. Of course we have our ministries in there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are actually beginning our 'saying goodbye' season. Each year we have a mass exodus of missionaries who are going on furlough or have finished their time in PNG. John and Anna are some of the first to go. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196147286543374226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBxsbT8HF5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/DD3yXubUJDs/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emily, Matt, Andrea, Anna and John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196147290838341538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBxsbj8HF6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/jZ3VIzrNV4U/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Moses, Paul and the back of Erika's head (I was sitting on the couch near Erika ,but someone had to take the picture.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-8466555194703090801?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/8466555194703090801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=8466555194703090801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8466555194703090801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/8466555194703090801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-away-brunch.html' title='Going Away Brunch'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBxsbT8HF5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/DD3yXubUJDs/s72-c/014.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-3395422121030652825.post-1908031105669610575</id><published>2008-05-02T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T14:56:52.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy May Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy May Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this day. How I would love to stop by your houses and secretly deliver flowers to all of you. Instead I had my class make May Day Baskets out of paper and they delivered them to 23 people and offices around our centre. The kids had a great time and hopefully they encouraged some people along the way.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195902460522600322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBuNwj8HF4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/QaEi6V_XJEo/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-1908031105669610575?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/1908031105669610575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=1908031105669610575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1908031105669610575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1908031105669610575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-may-day.html' title='Happy May Day'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBuNwj8HF4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/QaEi6V_XJEo/s72-c/003.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-3395422121030652825.post-2057532245039452872</id><published>2008-04-26T23:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:31:48.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajama Pinochle Party</title><content type='html'>More creating your own fun around here.  Every few months we have a pinochle party where there are 12 or 16 people invited and we spend the evening playing pinochle.  Everyone gets a number and then plays about 28 hands.  We change partners and keep track of our scores as we move throughout the evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at the last pinochle party some of the ladies thought it would be fun to have a 'Ladies Only' pinochle party and come in pajamas.  So that is what we did.  We had a great evening laughing, visiting, eating, and being comfortable.  We gathered at 6 pm and finished 7 rounds at 10:30 pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the group of ladies that were present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBQcNT8HF3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/re42x-nAFNA/s1600-h/Ladies+Pinochle+2+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193807285281298290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBQcNT8HF3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/re42x-nAFNA/s400/Ladies+Pinochle+2+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top row:  Becky, Andrea, Erika, Pat, Anna, Me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bottom row:  Jenny, Emily, Christin, Gayle, Susan and Joanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-2057532245039452872?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/2057532245039452872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=2057532245039452872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/2057532245039452872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/2057532245039452872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/04/pajama-pinochle-party.html' title='Pajama Pinochle Party'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SBQcNT8HF3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/re42x-nAFNA/s72-c/Ladies+Pinochle+2+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-6656798405510718276</id><published>2008-04-20T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T03:49:06.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's Birthday in the Wonderful Land of Oz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Emily!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Emily (and her roommate Andrea) love to dress up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make fools of themselves and make everyone else join them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(okay, so it wasn't as bad as I am making it sound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we actually had a lot of fun, even if we looked ridiculous.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsX-P3eGwI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n8Mpp4sOHfg/s1600-h/emcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191269353653148418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsX-P3eGwI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n8Mpp4sOHfg/s320/emcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Three Witches: I was Glenda, the good witch, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emily was the Wicked Witch of the East &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Andrea was the Wicked Witch of the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsX-P3eGxI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0eeUHIp7dmU/s1600-h/gailemandrea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191269353653148434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsX-P3eGxI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0eeUHIp7dmU/s320/gailemandrea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna as the Apple Tree - she even threw her apples like the mean one in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191271750244899634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsaJv3eGzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Q7qrcq1lH-8/s320/anna.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Moses came as one of the Flying Monkeys - quiet but scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191271750244899618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsaJv3eGyI/AAAAAAAAAPk/2zeci3HXjps/s320/moses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Erika was one of the Yellow Brick Roads and Joanie was the Scarecrow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191273811829201746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAscBv3eG1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/1MwJZiZjCn0/s320/erikajoanieemgail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paul was the Wizard of Oz - always saying something about the man behind the curtain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191273807534234434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAscBf3eG0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/h8y0DXnwg-I/s320/paul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here we are. the great group of characters from the Wizard of Oz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191275100319390562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsdMv3eG2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/V_TVG0J_c5I/s400/group+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A most memorable evening. Hope you had a great time Emily!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-6656798405510718276?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/6656798405510718276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=6656798405510718276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/6656798405510718276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/6656798405510718276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/04/emiiys-birhtday-in-wonderful-land-of-oz.html' title='Emily&apos;s Birthday in the Wonderful Land of Oz'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAsX-P3eGwI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n8Mpp4sOHfg/s72-c/emcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-1760078704757954260</id><published>2008-04-16T04:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T04:09:11.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday for Terri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birhtday Terri!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hope you had a great day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAXclG0ehjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WtLv2PpAq3o/s1600-h/Terri"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189796675658352178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAXclG0ehjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WtLv2PpAq3o/s320/Terri" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sure did!  Thanks for sharing your day with us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAXclW0ehkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/kU1MSCbGfw8/s1600-h/group+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189796679953319490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAXclW0ehkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/kU1MSCbGfw8/s320/group+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gayle, Gail, Joanie, Susan, Becky, Terri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-1760078704757954260?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/1760078704757954260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=1760078704757954260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1760078704757954260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/1760078704757954260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday-for-terri.html' title='Birthday for Terri'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/SAXclG0ehjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WtLv2PpAq3o/s72-c/Terri' 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-3395422121030652825.post-2761403053064361935</id><published>2008-03-23T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:26:10.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He is Risen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He is Risen, Indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year I spent Easter with my very dear friends Terri and Becky and their families. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181172154846899890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-c4n7HLbrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fjxGxJLdhE8/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Neil and Becky Burleson hail from the great state of Texas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181172167731801810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-c4orHLbtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/slEPXR1w1s0/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Scott and Terri Sasaki are from the greater state of Washington!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181172159141867202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-c4oLHLbsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pJtKJrXScsY/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had a great meal, an Easter egg hunt, the Easter story and lot of visiting....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181174199251332834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-c6e7HLbuI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BJCJouu5zY4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181174207841267442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-c6fbHLbvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/cleFH8SItP0/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181174212136234754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-c6frHLbwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WVCYJg7Fls0/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A great day was had by all.  I am so thankful for these families. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They are my family away from family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-2761403053064361935?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/2761403053064361935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=2761403053064361935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/2761403053064361935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/2761403053064361935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-c4n7HLbrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fjxGxJLdhE8/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-4325318239104746477</id><published>2008-03-23T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:13:00.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cnjrHLboI/AAAAAAAAAN8/XiA5nIm5vfI/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181153390134783618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cnjrHLboI/AAAAAAAAAN8/XiA5nIm5vfI/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few of us went out for dinner on Easter evening.  We went to Pacific Gardens and had a great meal.  Emily's mom, Jane, is visiting and so we are going to all sorts of places.   In this picture we have Jane, Me, Moses, Matt, and Erika.  Emily is taking the picture. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181150684305387122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-clGLHLbnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HTZxAcE5d7o/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I have said earlier we have to make our own fun here in PNG.  Emily is such a trend setter.  This evening leaning back for pictures seemed to be the rage.   So Emily and her mom started it and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-clFbHLblI/AAAAAAAAANk/FXwdjyMdBNA/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181150671420485202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-clFbHLblI/AAAAAAAAANk/FXwdjyMdBNA/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moses joinging in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-clF7HLbmI/AAAAAAAAANs/jCRmWZo1510/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181150680010419810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-clF7HLbmI/AAAAAAAAANs/jCRmWZo1510/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt not being left out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cjWrHLbkI/AAAAAAAAANc/GrIqri0Myk8/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181148768749973058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cjWrHLbkI/AAAAAAAAANc/GrIqri0Myk8/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Erika taking a turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181148764455005746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cjWbHLbjI/AAAAAAAAANU/nTF8t3x8pfQ/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My turn....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181153403019685522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cnkbHLbpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/CjacoMRs6L8/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matt coming up with other entertaining activities...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Emily not being outdone...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181153407314652834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cnkrHLbqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/D4RXseJg_Fc/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-4325318239104746477?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/4325318239104746477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=4325318239104746477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/4325318239104746477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/4325318239104746477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-evening.html' title='Easter Evening'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-cnjrHLboI/AAAAAAAAAN8/XiA5nIm5vfI/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395422121030652825.post-7549784985697378456</id><published>2008-03-22T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T19:46:47.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time!</title><content type='html'>A night of birthday celebration. We picked a day in the middle and celebrated both Evie's and Lina's birthdays. Evie turned 23 and Lina turned 22. Nothing like making some of us feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180761620397911586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-XDPrHLbiI/AAAAAAAAANM/JNf_TJGOUdw/s320/P3010609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are Lina and Evie blowing out their candles.  Lina is facing the camera and Evie's back is to the camera.  (Natalie is in the background taking a picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-W-krHLbgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Y681RXii6pI/s1600-h/P3010601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180756483617025538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-W-krHLbgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Y681RXii6pI/s320/P3010601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John, Anna and Paul with their sticky notes on their heads. This is one of our games - we guess who is on our foreheads by asking yes and no questions.  Yes, you have to make your own fun in Papua New Guinea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-W9ebHLbeI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PTwvG8M5LcI/s1600-h/P3010612.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-W9erHLbfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kSeiSC3T3z8/s1600-h/P3010603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180755281026182642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-W9erHLbfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kSeiSC3T3z8/s320/P3010603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am looking away and Andrea laughing.  Matt's nose even got in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180756492206960146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-W-lLHLbhI/AAAAAAAAANE/6akiH7tHr_Q/s320/P3010612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily, Erika and Evie (the three Es) looking a bit mischievous.  Not unusual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3395422121030652825-7549784985697378456?l=poseyspath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/feeds/7549784985697378456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3395422121030652825&amp;postID=7549784985697378456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/7549784985697378456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3395422121030652825/posts/default/7549784985697378456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poseyspath.blogspot.com/2008/03/party-time.html' title='Party Time!'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13089871955855371621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17941054491794628833'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n2s_AiCCxZc/R-XDPrHLbiI/AAAAAAAAANM/JNf_TJGOUdw/s72-c/P3010609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>