<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:08:42.487-08:00</updated><category term='Jacks birthday'/><category term='cruise'/><category term='St. George'/><category term='yard'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Devons birthday'/><category term='Sydney birthday'/><category term='spinning bikes'/><title type='text'>Ann's Life In The Slow Lane</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm trying to merge my life into the slow lane so I can enjoy my family no matter how fast we go. This blog is to help me see how precious time is and to freeze my favorite moments forever.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-1554119774562876818</id><published>2009-11-08T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:42:45.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdxE3D9-0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/sVb4WlW9nYk/s1600-h/IMG_5028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdxE3D9-0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/sVb4WlW9nYk/s640/IMG_5028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I looked outside the other night and saw this sunset I had to run for my camera.&amp;nbsp; It is easy to forget the little things God has given us as simple reminders that HE loves us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-1554119774562876818?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1554119774562876818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=1554119774562876818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1554119774562876818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1554119774562876818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-sunset.html' title='Beautiful Sunset'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdxE3D9-0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/sVb4WlW9nYk/s72-c/IMG_5028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-8641756698781145051</id><published>2009-11-08T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:31:12.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fall picture my kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Svdwsca-VLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/iWLPZigI15I/s1600-h/IMG_2482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Svdwsca-VLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/iWLPZigI15I/s640/IMG_2482.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1312758116199029895-8641756698781145051?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8641756698781145051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=8641756698781145051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8641756698781145051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8641756698781145051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-picture-my-kids.html' title='A fall picture my kids.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Svdwsca-VLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/iWLPZigI15I/s72-c/IMG_2482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-2696928376240247526</id><published>2009-11-08T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:28:32.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alec turns 8 years old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdvbgxUPgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lg3He3vL2_8/s1600-h/IMG_5602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdvbgxUPgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lg3He3vL2_8/s640/IMG_5602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Svdvo1wPIdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ROnmiQVNoFU/s1600-h/IMG_5599_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Svdvo1wPIdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ROnmiQVNoFU/s640/IMG_5599_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Svdv4Q1WW1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/7tTnYQPgsj8/s1600-h/IMG_5593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Svdv4Q1WW1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/7tTnYQPgsj8/s640/IMG_5593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alec just turned 8 and was baptized.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We had such a great evening with family and friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We love you Alec!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-2696928376240247526?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2696928376240247526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=2696928376240247526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2696928376240247526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2696928376240247526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/alec-turns-8-years-old.html' title='Alec turns 8 years old'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdvbgxUPgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lg3He3vL2_8/s72-c/IMG_5602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-8997228013913307187</id><published>2009-11-08T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:40:07.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devon turned 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdueIt1LSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IpWFnbpboZM/s1600-h/IMG_2950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdueIt1LSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IpWFnbpboZM/s640/IMG_2950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Devon turned 17!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Devon is a really great kid and I love him:}&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday.&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/1312758116199029895-8997228013913307187?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8997228013913307187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=8997228013913307187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8997228013913307187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8997228013913307187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/devon-turned-17.html' title='Devon turned 17'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SvdueIt1LSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IpWFnbpboZM/s72-c/IMG_2950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-7719087535959230653</id><published>2009-09-26T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:14:47.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas decorations for my mother in law.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr7YOK_d8uI/AAAAAAAAATs/q_ZKZvXo_ZA/s1600-h/IMG_2412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385979942362018530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr7YOK_d8uI/AAAAAAAAATs/q_ZKZvXo_ZA/s400/IMG_2412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr7YN79wN0I/AAAAAAAAATk/GmZ8WGQ_2UQ/s1600-h/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385979938328295234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr7YN79wN0I/AAAAAAAAATk/GmZ8WGQ_2UQ/s400/IMG_2411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bob's mom gives ornaments out each year at our family Christmas party. This year we are spending Christmas Eve and Christmas day at Beaver Creek Lodge. She wanted a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;personalized&lt;/span&gt; ornament so I volunteered to help. I saw something similar to this at Swiss Days so this is my version of it.    I don't know why my pics are blurry.  I need to learn to edit.   &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/1312758116199029895-7719087535959230653?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7719087535959230653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=7719087535959230653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/7719087535959230653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/7719087535959230653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/09/christmas-decorations-for-my-mother-in.html' title='Christmas decorations for my mother in law.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr7YOK_d8uI/AAAAAAAAATs/q_ZKZvXo_ZA/s72-c/IMG_2412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-7925959271230858399</id><published>2009-09-25T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:39:57.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back...I think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr21vr7K4tI/AAAAAAAAATc/CiD3kgyyodg/s1600-h/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385660560254362322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr21vr7K4tI/AAAAAAAAATc/CiD3kgyyodg/s400/IMG_1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr21tt87HnI/AAAAAAAAATU/hl05wL52qSU/s1600-h/IMG_1555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385660526438850162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr21tt87HnI/AAAAAAAAATU/hl05wL52qSU/s400/IMG_1555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20qfH6QLI/AAAAAAAAATM/fJFbbHf1tjE/s1600-h/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385659371407163570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20qfH6QLI/AAAAAAAAATM/fJFbbHf1tjE/s400/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20p4RmRDI/AAAAAAAAATE/J0CeIlD_nnk/s1600-h/IMG_1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385659360978814002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20p4RmRDI/AAAAAAAAATE/J0CeIlD_nnk/s400/IMG_1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20pZ1VXbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kqLTgEFXxqc/s1600-h/IMG_1913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385659352807202226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20pZ1VXbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kqLTgEFXxqc/s400/IMG_1913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20pN6hORI/AAAAAAAAAS0/6VFbLYzivEA/s1600-h/IMG_1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385659349607725330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20pN6hORI/AAAAAAAAAS0/6VFbLYzivEA/s400/IMG_1942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20opOWPgI/AAAAAAAAASs/e_balaXM3RI/s1600-h/IMG_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385659339758779906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr20opOWPgI/AAAAAAAAASs/e_balaXM3RI/s400/IMG_1683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y6dqasrI/AAAAAAAAASk/CfcO3V-CvbA/s1600-h/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657446869676722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y6dqasrI/AAAAAAAAASk/CfcO3V-CvbA/s400/IMG_1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y58xV3gI/AAAAAAAAASc/X47813jZ_Io/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657438040350210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y58xV3gI/AAAAAAAAASc/X47813jZ_Io/s400/IMG_1949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y5lfnLCI/AAAAAAAAASU/bsg6nGJf0YY/s1600-h/IMG_1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657431791971362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y5lfnLCI/AAAAAAAAASU/bsg6nGJf0YY/s400/IMG_1829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y4jlUqpI/AAAAAAAAASE/01fnMnAbRdY/s1600-h/IMG_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657414099184274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr2y4jlUqpI/AAAAAAAAASE/01fnMnAbRdY/s400/IMG_1537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog is not updated as often as I would like it to be but Bob bought me a new camera for my birthday and I am inspired again. It is a Cannon Rebel and as Bob asked me after I opened it, "Haven't you seen the commercial?" "No I have not," I said. Then Devon said, "Mom, even I have seen the commercial." No matter though, I love the camera. Whoa, it takes way, way ,way, better pictures so here are some of my favorites. I even used some of the creative settings.   If I can only figure out how to edit on Adobe (Carly).   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have been working on a craft.  I think I will post it tomorrow.  It is a Christmas craft so stay posted (wait..I think I am the only one that reads this thing).    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND...being a personal trainer and all, I will be posting a fitness challenge just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; I have any health &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; readers or reader.    I don't know when that will happen.  Hopefully soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1312758116199029895-7925959271230858399?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7925959271230858399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=7925959271230858399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/7925959271230858399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/7925959271230858399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-backi-think.html' title='I am back...I think.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sr21vr7K4tI/AAAAAAAAATc/CiD3kgyyodg/s72-c/IMG_1546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-8375577354443474720</id><published>2009-06-16T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:34:45.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacks birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgpxrE2ZNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/9VXj9zvySaM/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+CIMG0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348070490855859410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgpxrE2ZNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/9VXj9zvySaM/s400/Copy+(2)+of+CIMG0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgpxFaqP2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AK6zIWkBZMU/s1600-h/DSCN0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348070480746790754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgpxFaqP2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AK6zIWkBZMU/s400/DSCN0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack turned 4 years old yesterday.    My kids are getting really old.     Jack had to wait until Bob got home from work at 6:30.   The anticipation just about killed him off.   He was so excited to open his presents that his hands were shaking.  It was so cute.   He got a bike that moves by turning the wheel back and forth, money, a bank, and squirt gun.   We then went outside to hit the pinata.   It was going well until Devon hit it so hard that the candy became flying weapons.  One which hit my mom in the jaw.   Nice.   Anyway...doughnuts are the cake of choice around here.   Jack... thanks for keeping us on our toes.  You are a darling, even when you yell at us to get  your chocolate milk.  Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1312758116199029895-8375577354443474720?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8375577354443474720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=8375577354443474720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8375577354443474720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8375577354443474720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-4th-birthday-jack.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday Jack'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgpxrE2ZNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/9VXj9zvySaM/s72-c/Copy+(2)+of+CIMG0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-1842735404613237353</id><published>2009-06-16T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:21:49.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday BOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgnLZXwiKI/AAAAAAAAARs/IrzMOH4QYZM/s1600-h/CIMG1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348067634245044386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgnLZXwiKI/AAAAAAAAARs/IrzMOH4QYZM/s400/CIMG1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sjgmu2dKsKI/AAAAAAAAARk/KwCofQEVq_4/s1600-h/CIMG1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a few days late but that is my life.   Happy 38&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday to my handsome husband, BOB, on June 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.   Anyone who knows BOB knows what I am saying when I say that he is the nicest person ever.   It seems like he and I were made for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;.   Bob would do anything for me.  Bob is caring, thoughtful, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hard worker&lt;/span&gt;, handsome, smart, and fun.   I love you BOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgmO1zd7qI/AAAAAAAAARc/AtdrcpljQtE/s1600-h/CIMG1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjglsN1sDlI/AAAAAAAAARU/sek5QR500m4/s1600-h/CIMG1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/1312758116199029895-1842735404613237353?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1842735404613237353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=1842735404613237353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1842735404613237353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1842735404613237353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-bob.html' title='Happy Birthday BOB'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgnLZXwiKI/AAAAAAAAARs/IrzMOH4QYZM/s72-c/CIMG1409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-1665628484192788335</id><published>2009-06-16T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:05:49.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sjgkj-Q6DDI/AAAAAAAAARM/skeAv5D1JdM/s1600-h/CIMG1454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348064757930396722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sjgkj-Q6DDI/AAAAAAAAARM/skeAv5D1JdM/s400/CIMG1454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sjgkjrln0kI/AAAAAAAAARE/d2jboMuQIu4/s1600-h/CIMG1459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348064752917008962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sjgkjrln0kI/AAAAAAAAARE/d2jboMuQIu4/s400/CIMG1459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had Mother's Day at my house.  My kids gave me an ihome for my cycling classes which I really needed.  It was a really nice day.  Kristi and her family, Mandy and her family and my parents came.   I didn't even get a picture of my mom.  Crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgkjLyfftI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wCPviMwdnh8/s1600-h/CIMG1458.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/1312758116199029895-1665628484192788335?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1665628484192788335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=1665628484192788335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1665628484192788335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1665628484192788335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-had-mothers-day-at-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/Sjgkj-Q6DDI/AAAAAAAAARM/skeAv5D1JdM/s72-c/CIMG1454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5654873923364817706</id><published>2009-06-16T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:56:59.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruise'/><title type='text'>REFRESHING!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgdBGhebWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/lIOTiQfF654/s1600-h/CIMG1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348056462270557538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgdBGhebWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/lIOTiQfF654/s400/CIMG1426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgcQH6T2_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/HaKRK8cM6n8/s1600-h/CIMG1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgcP-G5gUI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jopRZU014sM/s1600-h/CIMG1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348055618198012226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgcP-G5gUI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jopRZU014sM/s400/CIMG1431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgcPsV34uI/AAAAAAAAAQc/04KEHTdbZ04/s1600-h/CIMG1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348055613428982498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgcPsV34uI/AAAAAAAAAQc/04KEHTdbZ04/s400/CIMG1382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOB and I decided to go on a cruise the end of March.   Yes, without kids.  Nine days without kids!   I didn't have to get anyone a drink, bath, new underwear, cook dinner, clean, wash, wipe noses, etc, etc.    We flew to Florida on a Saturday and boarded our boat which was Royal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caribbeans&lt;/span&gt; Independence of the Seas.  We had a beautiful room with a balcony overlooking the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;.    ( Devon is 16 years old and I went on my honeymoon when he was 4 yrs. old but since then I have only been away for a few days here and there.)   I had no idea what it meant to have &lt;strong&gt;no schedule&lt;/strong&gt;.  Time meant nothing unless we were wondering if the cafe was open for our 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; meal of the day or 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; dessert or just to know when Mr. Sprinkles the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; machine was still open.   &lt;strong&gt;Did &lt;/strong&gt;I mention how good the food was?   Yes we gained a few lbs.   Anyway, back to time meaning nothing, we would stay awake until 2 AM and wake up when we wanted to.  It was wonderful.   We stopped in  Belize, Cozumel, and Costa Maya.    The weather was beautiful.  I loved spending so much time with my husband.  I love him!!!&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/1312758116199029895-5654873923364817706?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5654873923364817706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5654873923364817706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5654873923364817706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5654873923364817706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/refreshing.html' title='REFRESHING!!!!!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SjgdBGhebWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/lIOTiQfF654/s72-c/CIMG1426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5953100557976129605</id><published>2009-02-26T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:58:15.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just really want to get a book at the library.</title><content type='html'>I recently discovered that you can put books on hold at the library online.   How cool is this???   With the economy so crapy, I am determined to not buy any new books.  I have a book that I really want to read but apparently so does everyone else because there are no available copies of this particular book at the library.   However, without leaving my own home I can be on the waiting list.   I am currently 36th in line.  I will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother moved to Taiwan three weeks ago.   His wife did not.  It was her job to pack up the house and sell or dispose of all possesions, including a car and scooter.   My brother, Scott,  also gave her a list of things he forgot to do or did not get around to doing before he left.   Did I mention she has 3 kids under the age of four (one still nursing)?   Needless to say, she has needed help.   If it has been at all stressful on me (maybe why I am wanting to go to the library so bad)  I can't imagine how she feels.   Poor thing, she looks exhausted.    All I can say is that Scotty owes her BIG TIME.    Wait, maybe he owes me big time.   So off to the airport they will go tomorrow.   They leave at 9PM and the pain will begin.  Please let time speed by for Sidras sake.   Please let the kiddies sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let time go by fast so I can get my BOOK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-5953100557976129605?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5953100557976129605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5953100557976129605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5953100557976129605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5953100557976129605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-really-want-to-get-book-at.html' title='I just really want to get a book at the library.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-6774063106456706929</id><published>2009-02-16T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:07:07.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you missing lifes most important treasures?</title><content type='html'>I am fascinated by this story of Josh Bell, one of the worlds greatest musicians, and his experiment of playing in the Metro subway station in Washington D.C. An average seat at one of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;performances&lt;/span&gt; would cost you $100. He was asked by the Washington Post to play his violin for 45 minutes to see if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;passersbys&lt;/span&gt; would notice him. Josh Bell brought his 3.5 million dollar violin made in the 1700's and began to play some of the most elegant music ever written. Thousands of people walked by but only one person stopped and noticed him.. Here is the link if you would like to read article and watch video. &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html?referrer=emailarticle"&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html?referrer=emailarticle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob said is wasn't fair because people on the subway are focused on their commute and jobs and places they need to go. I agree, however, sometimes we miss out on the good stuff in life because we are not willing to listen to the music. I'd like to think that I would have stopped to listen to Josh Bell yet I know in my heart that I have put off my children, husband, parents, siblings, etc. for other less important things. I get focused on places I need to go and chores that need to be finished right this minute. WHY?? I don't know. Next time I am going to stop to listen to the music in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-6774063106456706929?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6774063106456706929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=6774063106456706929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6774063106456706929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6774063106456706929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-missing-lifes-most-important.html' title='Are you missing lifes most important treasures?'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-1615768057988953020</id><published>2009-02-02T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:05:59.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 80th Birthday to my Grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYdQYnjUeJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_DzZrIFq6bw/s1600-h/IMGP3986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298291870488885394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYdQYnjUeJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_DzZrIFq6bw/s400/IMGP3986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYdQYVFHj3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/jUT9N9AQJ6s/s1600-h/IMGP4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298291865530371954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYdQYVFHj3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/jUT9N9AQJ6s/s400/IMGP4004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we had a surprise party for my Grandma.  It was her 80&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday and boy was she surprised.   We had a great time and the program was spectacular.   I love this picture of my grandma with  her daughters.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma is such a good example to me and these are my memories of her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to spend the night at her house and was very excited whenever the occasion came around to do so.   I loved playing with cousins across the street.  I remember her chin up bar in the doorway that we used to do flips and tricks on.  I loved her homemade bread.  I remember the Cracker tin that sits on her counter and I know in the laundry room she has a tin up high where she keeps her dried apricots.   I knew if it was May or so we could go in the garden to eat peas.  I used to look forward to putting up corn and lunch was always corn on the cob and homemade bread.  I will never forget seeing my grandma and grandpa praying hand in hand and always inviting us kids to join them.   My Grandma is my example and I hope I can be just as cool as her when I get to be her age.    HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1312758116199029895-1615768057988953020?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1615768057988953020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=1615768057988953020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1615768057988953020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1615768057988953020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-80th-birthday-to-my-grandma.html' title='HAPPY 80th Birthday to my Grandma!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYdQYnjUeJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_DzZrIFq6bw/s72-c/IMGP3986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5545544885969915312</id><published>2009-01-28T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:24:13.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney birthday'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYDNEY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYDI9cct3mI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PBGFeeQcdwc/s1600-h/CIMG1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296454119721918050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYDI9cct3mI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PBGFeeQcdwc/s400/CIMG1293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was Sydney's birthday on Sunday, January 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.   She turned 10 years old.   Has it really been 10 years since she was born and I paced the floor night after night with a crying baby in my arms?  Every night seemed to last so long I couldn't fathom that little girl would ever grow up to be 10 years old.    What a beautiful girl she has grown into.   She is loving and kind and smart.   I learn from her generosity and her love of life.   I was wishing Jack to be a little sister for her but love the bond we share of being the only girls in the family.   I can't help but to think of the good time that just she and I have had and will have.  I also don't know what I would do without her.   She takes care of us all.    Sydney, Happy Birthday.  I love you.     &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/1312758116199029895-5545544885969915312?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5545544885969915312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5545544885969915312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5545544885969915312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5545544885969915312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-sydney.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYDNEY!!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SYDI9cct3mI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PBGFeeQcdwc/s72-c/CIMG1293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5209382242020292199</id><published>2009-01-23T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:28:44.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood is really funny sometimes</title><content type='html'>I really hope Devon doesn't read this. Ever. He will be totally embarrassed I blogged about this but it is so funny I don't ever want to forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Devon came running down the stairs in a panic. Apparently, he was in the midst of shaving his head with the hair clippers, took off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;attachment&lt;/span&gt; to trim up his neck and saw a spot he missed earlier. He forgot he took off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attachment&lt;/span&gt; and now he has a bald strip on the front of head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face had panic written all over it as this is the second time in a 3 month period this has happened. He didn't want to face his friends again with this heinous hairdo. He informed me he would not be going to bed until he made a wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first failed attempt was to put his shaved off hair onto a piece of tape and try to adhere it to his head. Devon's second failed attempt was to color his shaved head with a black marker hoping the black would blend in with his BROWN hair. He asked me how to make a wig then he asked if our neighbor who is a hairdresser had any wigs for sale. He tried to do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;comb over&lt;/span&gt; with the surrounding air which was all of about 3 cm long. Then he went to bed. (I was secretly laughing the whole time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later he discovered that he could pile on his shaved off hair (and why is it not in the garbage by now?) and hairspray it onto his head. Who knows how much hairspray this takes. It actually looked pretty good to the untrained eye. He was so pleased with this he decided to try this on a school day. I guess his friends caught on to it because he said they ripped it off and laughed at him. Thank goodness he is a boy. His hair is now growing back and is not looking quite so obvious. If I can get a picture of it without him knowing I will post it to the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-5209382242020292199?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5209382242020292199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5209382242020292199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5209382242020292199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5209382242020292199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-hope-devon-doesnt-read-this.html' title='Motherhood is really funny sometimes'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-1492163007848972889</id><published>2009-01-22T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:50:57.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spinning bikes'/><title type='text'>Spinner Bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkS-37Cy3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/inzA4yGpOOg/s1600-h/CIMG1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294283708323515250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkS-37Cy3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/inzA4yGpOOg/s400/CIMG1282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE BEAUTIES have been my latest obsession.   I have wanted my own spinning bikes for a long time.   I found them at Costco for a really good price so BOB bought them for me.   YEAH!!   I have been running for so long that my hips have become really tight and painful.  I have stopped running until summer and now my hips have been pain free.  I feel like a new woman.  And really, how can you not love cycling to Earth, Wind and Fire,  Sheryl Crow, Queen, U2,  etc. etc.        IF you haven't tried it I really recommend it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer:  I only recommend it if the teacher is good.  I have been to some really bad teachers and it is NOT fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-1492163007848972889?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1492163007848972889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=1492163007848972889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1492163007848972889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1492163007848972889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/01/spinner-bikes.html' title='Spinner Bikes'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkS-37Cy3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/inzA4yGpOOg/s72-c/CIMG1282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-4008078419603786216</id><published>2009-01-22T16:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:42:42.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Month Catch Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRHVEnAXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Nujld4Jq7bk/s1600-h/CIMG1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294281654563963250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRHVEnAXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Nujld4Jq7bk/s400/CIMG1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRHBw-g-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/gEGUnts44WE/s1600-h/CIMG1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294281649381344226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRHBw-g-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/gEGUnts44WE/s400/CIMG1258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRGzJsE9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/su_7OEyLsu0/s1600-h/CIMG1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294281645458461650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRGzJsE9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/su_7OEyLsu0/s400/CIMG1241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRGhkh40I/AAAAAAAAAPU/e5Qf9mM7tvM/s1600-h/CIMG1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294281640739201858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRGhkh40I/AAAAAAAAAPU/e5Qf9mM7tvM/s400/CIMG1238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRGZPn0PI/AAAAAAAAAPM/zcKzHkEu_TU/s1600-h/CIMG1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294281638504026354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRGZPn0PI/AAAAAAAAAPM/zcKzHkEu_TU/s400/CIMG1185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkOmI_o83I/AAAAAAAAAPE/nChKkbp1TjU/s1600-h/CIMG1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294278885362955122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkOmI_o83I/AAAAAAAAAPE/nChKkbp1TjU/s400/CIMG1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know where my time has gone. The holidays were really crazy and January seemed to be just as crazy. Our Christmas was great!  We had the Lowe Family Party at our house.  We also had the Morris Family party here.  There are pictures of my Mom reading her christmas story to the kids.  Also, Syd and I went to the nutcracker and so Bob took our picture before we left.   This is a tradition that Sydney and I have done together for the last 3 or 4 years.  We both love it and the boys are just happy they don't have to go.  So...it work for everyone.       Also....this will probably be the last snowman I build this year.  Actually, I should have said the only snowman.    Jack and Alec seem to be happy with it.  It's really my best work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-4008078419603786216?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4008078419603786216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=4008078419603786216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/4008078419603786216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/4008078419603786216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-month-catch-up.html' title='Two Month Catch Up!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SXkRHVEnAXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Nujld4Jq7bk/s72-c/CIMG1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5100742442468257956</id><published>2008-12-10T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:29:03.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch OUT!</title><content type='html'>My BABY got his drivers license today. Yes, it is true. It seems like he was my baby just yesterday. When the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DMV&lt;/span&gt; took his picture I just thought how young he looked. Now it seems the older I get the faster time goes. He will be 18 in two years. I think I will cry now (and pray for his safe return every night). This sure does open a new can of worms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-5100742442468257956?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5100742442468257956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5100742442468257956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5100742442468257956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5100742442468257956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/12/watch-out.html' title='Watch OUT!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-2233718565562013265</id><published>2008-12-03T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:45:25.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankyou to the stranger at Costco</title><content type='html'>Wednesday mornings are always crazy for me. I have two trainings in the morning and by the time I am done, I have 15 minutes to get the kids ready for school and out the door. Bob can only do so much and when I asked Alec why his dad didn't comb his hair I got the response, "Dad has better things to do." So I, who apparently has less better things to do, combed all the kids' hair and we were out the door. Luckily for me, Jack had preschool today and I had a few hours to myself. After a little cleaning I got in the shower and pulled on my jeans. I was wondering if my pants were tight possibly from the dryer (I hoped) or was my butt getting fat? I do have trouble finding time for my own workouts after training others on a daily basis. Yes, I thought my butt must be bigger. After looking at my butt from several different angles I couldn't help but feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. Therefore, I did what anyone else in this situation would do, I tried to look even less attractive by putting the least amount of effort into my hair. (Or maybe that is what I do on a daily basis.) Why try when my back side was so troubled. Anyway, I went to Costco to pick up my Christmas Cards (thanks Carly for the design) and while standing in line the cute mom with her kids in front of me apologized for starring at me but she said I was so beautiful she couldn't help it. Well, my thoughts of my butt went straight out the door and I thought to myself, "Could it be true?" True or not she made me feel like a million bucks and it only took her 5 seconds to totally make my day. Thank you cute mom at Costco and I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be passing this one on. And no, I won't be posting a picture with this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-2233718565562013265?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2233718565562013265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=2233718565562013265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2233718565562013265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2233718565562013265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/12/thankyou-to-stranger-at-costco.html' title='Thankyou to the stranger at Costco'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5856106330158243678</id><published>2008-11-28T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:49:32.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braving the Ute/BYU game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4sc5W6PI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BY4nBxCXJpk/s1600-h/CIMG1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273918237461375218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4sc5W6PI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BY4nBxCXJpk/s400/CIMG1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4GWhITHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KDXQYwOwqtw/s1600-h/CIMG1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917582914112626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4GWhITHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KDXQYwOwqtw/s400/CIMG1157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4FilCgPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5shUdkNmUfE/s1600-h/CIMG1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917568971866354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4FilCgPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5shUdkNmUfE/s400/CIMG1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4ErY3FdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/txpUbBYEug4/s1600-h/Ute+Game+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917554156836306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4ErY3FdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/txpUbBYEug4/s400/Ute+Game+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SCOTT AND ALLISON FOR TAKING US TO THE U of U/BYU football game. WE had GREAT seats. However, yes, I was a little scared. Rooting for the Y in prime Ute territory (except for BOB). Yes, we had some very drunk Ute fans behind us. One which decided to moon us. Very classy Utah fans, pull down your pants and show us your butt. Need I say more?? Oh and Dane, if only you were sitting behind us I might want to come back.&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-5856106330158243678?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5856106330158243678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5856106330158243678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5856106330158243678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5856106330158243678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-scott-and-allison-for-taking.html' title='Braving the Ute/BYU game.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STC4sc5W6PI/AAAAAAAAAO8/BY4nBxCXJpk/s72-c/CIMG1158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-8812739179815035530</id><published>2008-11-28T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:19:32.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth...that is what they say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCrAf90vGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7gBmAf02SBE/s1600-h/CIMG1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq_7QCXoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ORMfd6m9Uy0/s1600-h/CIMG1150_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273903178864287362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq_7QCXoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ORMfd6m9Uy0/s400/CIMG1150_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq_g9KMgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lu9LbuzU4g8/s1600-h/CIMG1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq-3GWpHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dInqRK0pwlw/s1600-h/CIMG1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273903160570061938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq-3GWpHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dInqRK0pwlw/s400/CIMG1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq-FQhBlI/AAAAAAAAANs/lo7Dwu40cjo/s1600-h/CIMG1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273903147190912594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq-FQhBlI/AAAAAAAAANs/lo7Dwu40cjo/s400/CIMG1098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpIqixn1I/AAAAAAAAANk/DWFYvdyTLwk/s1600-h/CIMG1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273901129975045970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpIqixn1I/AAAAAAAAANk/DWFYvdyTLwk/s400/CIMG1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpIccR2TI/AAAAAAAAANc/UL19TpThaJ4/s1600-h/CIMG1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273901126189701426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpIccR2TI/AAAAAAAAANc/UL19TpThaJ4/s400/CIMG1143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpH6oEuJI/AAAAAAAAANU/zMg50nurrjw/s1600-h/CIMG1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273901117112367250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpH6oEuJI/AAAAAAAAANU/zMg50nurrjw/s400/CIMG1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpHFZ_g6I/AAAAAAAAANM/0cy3ZZ6ltuo/s1600-h/mom+and+dad+disneyland+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273901102826226594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpHFZ_g6I/AAAAAAAAANM/0cy3ZZ6ltuo/s400/mom+and+dad+disneyland+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpGgcK-MI/AAAAAAAAANE/sQKnX1oOX2s/s1600-h/disney+handy+manny+2008_edited-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273901092903254210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCpGgcK-MI/AAAAAAAAANE/sQKnX1oOX2s/s400/disney+handy+manny+2008_edited-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCne8flOHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/LJ2tCUgTc3c/s1600-h/syd+alec+disneyland+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273899313727354994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCne8flOHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/LJ2tCUgTc3c/s400/syd+alec+disneyland+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCnee63SsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VaC3bciXz5M/s1600-h/run+away+disneyland+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273899305788721858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCnee63SsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VaC3bciXz5M/s400/run+away+disneyland+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCndklYCuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NOF08LYSbGQ/s1600-h/disneyland+syd+meili+sophie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273899290129337058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCndklYCuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NOF08LYSbGQ/s400/disneyland+syd+meili+sophie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCnda9-0bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xB7q9BgSdEU/s1600-h/CIMG1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273899287548187058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCnda9-0bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xB7q9BgSdEU/s400/CIMG1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a busy few weeks and I am just now getting around to posting. We went to Disneyland a few weeks ago and had a blast. We went with my parents and my brother's family. This is our first time going to D-land since Bob was hired by Mickey. It was awesome using our Silver cast memeber card which allows us free access to the park and a ton of discounts throughout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove to California on Friday, Nov. 14th. On Saturday we went to California adventure and the wind must have been just perfect to pick up the ash from the fires and drop it on us for half of the day. I don't want to know what happens when you breathe and eat ash. Sunday we walked along Newport beach. Then back to Disneyland for Monday and Tuesday. Devon loved being out of school and in the 85 degree California weather. Sydney loved her new discovery of Pin Collecting and my Mom soon hopped on that wagon. Alec was very cautious of all rides. The hill at the beginning of Pirates was a little too much for him. Jack would have gone on any ride. He loved it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday we traveled all the way home to find out the circuit to our garage door had tripped so our keyless entry into our house was not working. We also failed to bring keys. After several minutes of checking all windows and doors we discovered Devon's second story bedroom window was not locked. For once Devon's irresponsibility saved us. We borrowed the neighbors ladder and jumped through the window. Yes, that was the end of a great vacation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure this is just the beginning of several D-land trips. Until next time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCnc_pn_ZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/q9nTUncInaE/s1600-h/CIMG1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1312758116199029895-8812739179815035530?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8812739179815035530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=8812739179815035530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8812739179815035530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/8812739179815035530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-have-had-busy-few-weeks-and-i-am.html' title='The Happiest Place on Earth...that is what they say.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCq_7QCXoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ORMfd6m9Uy0/s72-c/CIMG1150_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-1614494855644062660</id><published>2008-11-28T17:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:45:49.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG DESIGN by my cousin CARLY</title><content type='html'>Can I just say THANKYOU CARLY for my Blog Makeover. WOW is all I can say. I love it!!!! Carly is also my cousin and has some amazing blogs. If you are interested in her service you can contact her here &lt;a href="http://www.playfulpicklesdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.playfulpicklesdesigns.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and also here &lt;a href="http://chucklesandgrins.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chucklesandgrins.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-1614494855644062660?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1614494855644062660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=1614494855644062660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1614494855644062660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1614494855644062660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-i-just-say-thankyou-carly-for-my.html' title='NEW BLOG DESIGN by my cousin CARLY'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-6715733968625029091</id><published>2008-11-28T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:34:22.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What about BOB??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCbpW_FeFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mzZZQZLAfkQ/s1600-h/bob+u+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273886298497972306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCbpW_FeFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mzZZQZLAfkQ/s400/bob+u+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did I ever mention what a hunk my husband is.    I scored big time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-6715733968625029091?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6715733968625029091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=6715733968625029091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6715733968625029091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6715733968625029091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-about-bob.html' title='What about BOB??????'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/STCbpW_FeFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mzZZQZLAfkQ/s72-c/bob+u+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-2767588277371224806</id><published>2008-11-01T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:18:12.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are my sweet Trick or Treaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhFRYcL5I/AAAAAAAAALs/G5rAxcRKf9U/s1600-h/CIMG1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhFRYcL5I/AAAAAAAAALs/G5rAxcRKf9U/s400/CIMG1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263688807682420626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhE56J6_I/AAAAAAAAALk/T5Wa05e1uIw/s1600-h/CIMG1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhE56J6_I/AAAAAAAAALk/T5Wa05e1uIw/s400/CIMG1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263688801381379058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhESJh4CI/AAAAAAAAALc/YdlEjbW_GI4/s1600-h/CIMG1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhESJh4CI/AAAAAAAAALc/YdlEjbW_GI4/s400/CIMG1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263688790708445218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhD-ufWxI/AAAAAAAAALU/oi9SYw4KEO0/s1600-h/CIMG1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhD-ufWxI/AAAAAAAAALU/oi9SYw4KEO0/s400/CIMG1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263688785494760210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we let Alec and Sydney go around the neighborhood with a large group of kids which included the triplets (Alex, Marissa, Rachel), their friend Sydney, and my sisters kids, Tasia, Tristen, and Whitley.  They were equipped with a cell phone and a buddy system and we sent them on their way to trick or treat to their hearts content.  If you can't tell, my Alec is skeleton Jack Sparrow, Sydney is a cheerleader wearing my old North Layton Jr. cheerleading uniform(orange and black). The Eagles cheerleader is my niece Tasia.   My little Jack is a pirate.  Maybe Jack Sparrow, however, he wouldn't let us call him that.  My sister and I then took our little ones Jack and Abby to about 8 houses which made them happy.   Then we came to watch the masses exit the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Haunted Woods&lt;/span&gt;.  Little ones were crying, older kids were running down the driveway to "do it again", and Adults were laughing at their scared youngsters.   And we do this because???      WERE OPEN FROM 7 p.m. to 9 p.m. next year.   SEE YA THEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-2767588277371224806?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2767588277371224806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=2767588277371224806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2767588277371224806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2767588277371224806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-are-my-sweet-trick-or-treaters.html' title='Here are my sweet Trick or Treaters'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxhFRYcL5I/AAAAAAAAALs/G5rAxcRKf9U/s72-c/CIMG1036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5981931434495123475</id><published>2008-11-01T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:55:35.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing the HAUNTED WOODS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdnxjUUCI/AAAAAAAAALM/8VIGpG9n_4I/s1600-h/CIMG1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdnxjUUCI/AAAAAAAAALM/8VIGpG9n_4I/s400/CIMG1027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263685002387017762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdnnZdE4I/AAAAAAAAALE/Txa6MpGFB4s/s1600-h/CIMG1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdnnZdE4I/AAAAAAAAALE/Txa6MpGFB4s/s400/CIMG1044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263684999661294466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdnF1tsfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/upxzY7aG3hI/s1600-h/CIMG1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdnF1tsfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/upxzY7aG3hI/s400/CIMG1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263684990653018610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdmgcGZtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/oy8sbPRYark/s1600-h/CIMG1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdmgcGZtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/oy8sbPRYark/s400/CIMG1039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263684980613474002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdmVf5pqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ubTbJRswDH8/s1600-h/CIMG1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdmVf5pqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ubTbJRswDH8/s400/CIMG1038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263684977676625570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbXotNHMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-yHMy9izFZY/s1600-h/CIMG1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbXotNHMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-yHMy9izFZY/s400/CIMG1021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682526111407298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbXfSJpoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7mp4Ja-7OJM/s1600-h/CIMG1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbXfSJpoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7mp4Ja-7OJM/s400/CIMG1025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682523582015106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbWs89m5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DQrlFLExMbc/s1600-h/CIMG1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbWs89m5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DQrlFLExMbc/s400/CIMG1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682510071372690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbWLyxClI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8mRcPBB20po/s1600-h/CIMG1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxbWLyxClI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8mRcPBB20po/s400/CIMG1022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682501170235986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we decided to put our Scrub Oak covered lot next door to good use.  We created the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haunted Woods&lt;/span&gt; and decided to do it again this year. Above are some photos of our scary spookers which includes Devon and his friends and my Mom and Dad.   We also have our neighbors the Romney's and of course Bob.   Then I have pictures of the set up which we do earlier in the day.    Kids love the Haunted Woods so I am afraid if we don't have it next year we may get tricked.  Oh, well.  It's a lot of work but what we don't do for a few hours of entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-5981931434495123475?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5981931434495123475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5981931434495123475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5981931434495123475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5981931434495123475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/introducing-haunted-woods.html' title='Introducing the HAUNTED WOODS'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQxdnxjUUCI/AAAAAAAAALM/8VIGpG9n_4I/s72-c/CIMG1027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-422385911045673287</id><published>2008-10-30T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:59:55.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Alec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_qnpQ_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/67o5E0_r5Sw/s1600-h/CIMG1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_qnpQ_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/67o5E0_r5Sw/s400/CIMG1013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159484709141938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_qX3emeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lLGUZ-67YtQ/s1600-h/CIMG1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_qX3emeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lLGUZ-67YtQ/s400/CIMG1010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159480473786850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_qJOLJUI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0GQgxQeLvwY/s1600-h/CIMG1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_qJOLJUI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0GQgxQeLvwY/s400/CIMG1005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159476542448962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_ptH8U4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/2AU--amH2L0/s1600-h/CIMG0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_ptH8U4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/2AU--amH2L0/s400/CIMG0988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159469000119170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Alec,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my little cuddle bug.   You have the most contagious smile I have ever seen.  I took a ton of pictures of you just because I love the way you smile.  You just do not take a bad picture.  You are now 7 years old and you are such a joy.  I love how curious you are and your talent of creating.   We are just seeing the amazing things you can build with legos.    You have an incredible memory.    I love the top picture here of you digging for your treasure.  Your safety glasses are adorable.  I love the picture of you with your siblings because it is hard to get you all together at one time.   The third picture down is my favorite because I love how Sydney has her hand on your shoulder.  She is always so protective of you and very helpful.  Also, Dad is in this picture so it is great.  I like how you opened your presents standing on the chair.  I think you were just too excited to sit.   The last picture is just classic Alec.   SMILE AND ALL.    I love you Birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-422385911045673287?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/422385911045673287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=422385911045673287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/422385911045673287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/422385911045673287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-alec.html' title='Happy Birthday Alec'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQp_qnpQ_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/67o5E0_r5Sw/s72-c/CIMG1013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5470238924971742316</id><published>2008-10-29T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:18:40.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devons birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQkybrytJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_XClSLd1XYI/s1600-h/CIMG0976_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQkybrytJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_XClSLd1XYI/s400/CIMG0976_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262793090752391074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Devon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is your birthday and you are 16 years old.   I can't believe how fast you have grown.  I remember when you were three and couldn't leave home without a guy in your hand and your favorite mask.  Now you will be driving and dating and you no longer need me to help you do most things.  Remember that I adore you.  I think you are funny and strong and smart.  Happy Birthday to my First Born Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-5470238924971742316?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5470238924971742316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5470238924971742316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5470238924971742316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5470238924971742316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SQkybrytJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_XClSLd1XYI/s72-c/CIMG0976_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-6423939007411410731</id><published>2008-10-19T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:40:51.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell for UEA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv6N8iQwPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/E-v2mt2MPig/s1600-h/CIMG0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv6N8iQwPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/E-v2mt2MPig/s400/CIMG0960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259072107380261106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv6OdQZN_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/NE1pO3wZc4s/s1600-h/CIMG0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv6OdQZN_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/NE1pO3wZc4s/s400/CIMG0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259072116163688434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv6O4GX54I/AAAAAAAAAJM/x3Zb7WLlJHM/s1600-h/CIMG0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4bvcGkPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zf0XsWOwq_0/s1600-h/CIMG0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4bvcGkPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zf0XsWOwq_0/s400/CIMG0941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259070145359679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4cYF_voI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9gt18VKblTs/s1600-h/CIMG0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4cYF_voI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9gt18VKblTs/s400/CIMG0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259070156272811650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4cnlWYmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GQBGI9uqEvc/s1600-h/CIMG0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4cnlWYmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GQBGI9uqEvc/s400/CIMG0951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259070160430850658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4dGPyeFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/drh-WbYjUzo/s1600-h/CIMG0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv4dGPyeFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/drh-WbYjUzo/s400/CIMG0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259070168661915730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to lake Powell for the UEA weekend.  We left on Wednesday and arrived after dark.  We slowly made our way to the Houseboat which belonged to our friends, Kris and Greg Decker.  Greg had made it to the Lake before us and had found a spot with the houseboat.  Thanks to the full moon we arrived safely.  The next morning we got up early to take a boat ride and as we were headed out of the canyon we hit a mountain, as I call it, under the water and ruined our prop and rudder which limited our speed at 5 miles per hour.  Bob dropped us off at the houseboat and he and Greg immediately left to try and find another prop but no luck.  Bob was able to find someone to hammer out the tangled prop as much as possible but left our boat with a top speed of 10 MPH.   The kids still were able to wake surf.  We also took the kids to Forgotten Canyon to see the Indian ruins.   I had never been to Lake Powell  and I was blown away by its beauty.   Very few times in my life have I seen anything so spectacular.  If you have never been to Lake Powell,  you should add it to your list of things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-6423939007411410731?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6423939007411410731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=6423939007411410731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6423939007411410731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6423939007411410731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/10/lake-powell-for-uea.html' title='Lake Powell for UEA!!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv6N8iQwPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/E-v2mt2MPig/s72-c/CIMG0960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-720004922989192971</id><published>2008-10-19T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:09:30.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Sunday we woke up to Winter in October.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv1Q-O_qJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F5JwjOiSBzg/s1600-h/CIMG0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv1Q-O_qJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F5JwjOiSBzg/s400/CIMG0907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259066661817788562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv0vtxfgEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_NDFsbDbj_Q/s1600-h/CIMG0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv0vtxfgEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_NDFsbDbj_Q/s400/CIMG0903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259066090463395906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv0wUXoLHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DeniggSQaXY/s1600-h/CIMG0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv0wUXoLHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DeniggSQaXY/s400/CIMG0906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259066100823895154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv0w9yOJ_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/jaF0tFvI8j0/s1600-h/CIMG0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv0w9yOJ_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/jaF0tFvI8j0/s400/CIMG0904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259066111941289970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would of thought we would get 3 inches of snow on October 13. WOW.  Our boat was still sitting in the driveway.  Still not winterized and in freezing temps.  We sure were scared about the boat as we were taking it to Lake Powell the next week.    You can see my poor Halloween decorations under the snow.  Poor things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-720004922989192971?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/720004922989192971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=720004922989192971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/720004922989192971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/720004922989192971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-sunday-we-woke-up-to-winter-in.html' title='Last Sunday we woke up to Winter in October.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPv1Q-O_qJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F5JwjOiSBzg/s72-c/CIMG0907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-2311042878899430067</id><published>2008-10-19T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:58:14.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzN60uipI/AAAAAAAAAHM/b73JDfA72tY/s1600-h/CIMG0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzN60uipI/AAAAAAAAAHM/b73JDfA72tY/s400/CIMG0912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259064410339445394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzOEnBPoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NpZNEfwNfwM/s1600-h/CIMG0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzOEnBPoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NpZNEfwNfwM/s400/CIMG0916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259064412966305410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzOptn6UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OEaPBtnQnC4/s1600-h/CIMG0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzOptn6UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OEaPBtnQnC4/s400/CIMG0923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259064422926117186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzPeIhpLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vANZHd5gmMc/s1600-h/CIMG0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzPeIhpLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vANZHd5gmMc/s400/CIMG0930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259064436997596338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top pic is my Dad, Sister Kristi, and brother Scott.&lt;br /&gt;The next is of me and my two sisters, sister-in-law and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Then my Dad and Scott.&lt;br /&gt;Last is Devon holding Scott and Sidra's baby Euan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-2311042878899430067?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2311042878899430067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=2311042878899430067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2311042878899430067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2311042878899430067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/10/top-pic-is-my-dad-sister-kristi-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SPvzN60uipI/AAAAAAAAAHM/b73JDfA72tY/s72-c/CIMG0912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-643528586701298281</id><published>2008-10-19T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:43:29.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK...I have been a huge slacker.  I hope I can be better at posting.   Last Sunday was my Dad's birthday.  I had my parents over for dinner and then everyone came for dessert.  Scott and Sidra were already in town because of Cooper's baptism on Saturday.  Anyway..we had a great time together.  We sat around and just talked for quite some time.   I am not sure where the kids were.  I think they were in my basement making a mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-643528586701298281?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/643528586701298281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=643528586701298281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/643528586701298281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/643528586701298281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/10/dads-birthday.html' title='Dad&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-9064427493379111483</id><published>2008-09-22T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:29:21.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK....the fruit is on!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SNgL6ivbMdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YNhMNVZxzks/s1600-h/CIMG0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SNgL6ivbMdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YNhMNVZxzks/s400/CIMG0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248958466086351314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SNgL7L7lbbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4hAnB6Z-J_U/s1600-h/CIMG0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SNgL7L7lbbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4hAnB6Z-J_U/s400/CIMG0894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248958477143207346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SNgL7swqaTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/G8U2q6kblUk/s1600-h/CIMG0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SNgL7swqaTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/G8U2q6kblUk/s400/CIMG0891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248958485955766578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK....MY FRUIT IS HERE.   It seems like it all comes on at once and you can't possibly eat it all so it has to be canned.   I have spent the last few days canning salsa and peaches.    Canning is very monotonous so I had a lot of thinking time.   First, I wanted to curse who ever invented the normal mouthed jars.  You know the ones you hate with a passion because your hands don't fit inside of them to place your fruit.   Secondly, I wanted to curse myself for buying the stupid jars in the first place.    Is there a place for non-wide mouthed jars???  I DON'T THINK SO.    The best part of it all is after your kitchen is clean and floors are no longer sticky to walk into your pantry and see all your work sitting on the shelves looking so pretty.   (I know, some people have no idea what I am talking about.)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-9064427493379111483?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/9064427493379111483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=9064427493379111483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/9064427493379111483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/9064427493379111483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/okthe-fruit-is-on.html' title='OK....the fruit is on!!!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SNgL6ivbMdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YNhMNVZxzks/s72-c/CIMG0888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-1214849293401144253</id><published>2008-09-21T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:59:10.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two nights ago, at 4 am, I had a strange feeling I was being watched.   As I opened my eyes I immediately noticed why I had this strange sensation.   Jack was perched on my bed starring at me.  My opened eyes gave him the invitation he was waiting for and quickly whispered that he was hungry.  I kind of miss being woke up in the middle of the night but still told him to go back to bed and we would eat in the morning.   Still,  he insisted he was hungry so I put some chocolate milk in a sippy cup and quickly put three nuggets in the microwave and sent him back to bed with his goodies.   In the morning I noticed all chicken nuggets still on the plate except for a small corner he had bit off.   I thought to myself he must not have been very hungry.  When I examined him closer in the morning I found the corner of the chicken nugget still in his mouth which had somewhat of a foam like appearance to it.  I had him spit it out ASAP.   I just wanted to remember how cute I thought it was to find him perched over me until I opened my eyes.  I may not have to many more of these occasions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-1214849293401144253?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1214849293401144253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=1214849293401144253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1214849293401144253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/1214849293401144253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-nights-ago-at-4-am-i-had-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-5347844012227101140</id><published>2008-09-08T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:37:14.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack goes to preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX62eGIGJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/giVlJ18JMlo/s1600-h/CIMG0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX62eGIGJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/giVlJ18JMlo/s400/CIMG0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243873154841450642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX622TJb9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/hCrWk7gILZo/s1600-h/CIMG0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX622TJb9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/hCrWk7gILZo/s400/CIMG0876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243873161338515410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX63aiCz0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/TDf7zm5L6js/s1600-h/CIMG0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX63aiCz0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/TDf7zm5L6js/s400/CIMG0879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243873171064672066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX63nASdbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/eIVhnJ1pwsw/s1600-h/CIMG0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX63nASdbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/eIVhnJ1pwsw/s400/CIMG0881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243873174412752306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX6391Ed5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/pdWCQoJgV5A/s1600-h/CIMG0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX6391Ed5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/pdWCQoJgV5A/s400/CIMG0887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243873180539713426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My BABY went to preschool today.   He loved every minute of it.  He told me he had dinner at preschool which consisted of sour apples.   He is a cute little guy but as BOB would say, "Jack needs to learn to control his CHI".      Well, the pics are of my whole clan.  And of Jacks new shoes.  He looks so cute in them I wanted to remember them.     What did I do with the whole 2 1/2 hours he was gone???   I WORKED.   (I personal train out of my basement.)     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-5347844012227101140?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5347844012227101140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=5347844012227101140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5347844012227101140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/5347844012227101140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/jack-goes-to-preschool.html' title='Jack goes to preschool'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMX62eGIGJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/giVlJ18JMlo/s72-c/CIMG0873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-3569565909478812386</id><published>2008-09-07T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:03:42.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSf8edb5eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OIrndgN33Ls/s1600-h/CIMG0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeJ_zSAkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LI6Xs2cdYM4/s1600-h/CIMG0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeJ_zSAkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LI6Xs2cdYM4/s400/CIMG0846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243489760748634690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeKU5khwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/e3VBM8saO8Y/s1600-h/CIMG0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeKU5khwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/e3VBM8saO8Y/s400/CIMG0851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243489766412158722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeK6afakI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3WNDFbPoFv4/s1600-h/CIMG0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeK6afakI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3WNDFbPoFv4/s400/CIMG0852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243489776482347586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeLrZLDzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5vrbsZb9Dmk/s1600-h/CIMG0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSeLrZLDzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5vrbsZb9Dmk/s400/CIMG0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243489789630156594" border="0" /&gt;It is my birthday today so yesterday BOB took me shopping and then put on a birthday bash.   My whole family came.   The young baby is of Scott's 2 month old, EUAN.   Who doesn't love a chubby baby??   Isn't he a chub of love???    The other baby is my sister Mandy's baby Abby being held by My other sister Kristi.  After we had Cutler's sandwiches cookies we burned off all the extra calories by a good ol' game of hand ball and kickball.   Once the sun went down we went into our outdoor theatre BOB built for us in the middle of our extra lot covered with scrub oak.   It is equipped with tiered seating and surround sound.  The movie of choice was one of our favorites....SANDLOT.    We had a great time.    Thanks everyone for all my wonderful fun gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-3569565909478812386?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/3569565909478812386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=3569565909478812386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/3569565909478812386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/3569565909478812386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMSf8edb5eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OIrndgN33Ls/s72-c/CIMG0856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-3417865317968328823</id><published>2008-09-07T16:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:37:12.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another reason to love fall!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMRlRYICoqI/AAAAAAAAADA/b-yDbDktWFo/s1600-h/CIMG0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMRlRYICoqI/AAAAAAAAADA/b-yDbDktWFo/s400/CIMG0828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427215374459554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMRlRq8IptI/AAAAAAAAADI/kMzpuPspqlg/s1600-h/CIMG0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMRlRq8IptI/AAAAAAAAADI/kMzpuPspqlg/s400/CIMG0820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427220424795858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMRlRw9Dn4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uh_Xrwj8ARc/s1600-h/CIMG0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMRlRw9Dn4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uh_Xrwj8ARc/s400/CIMG0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427222039273346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Fresh Salsa.  This is me making my semi-homemade salsa.   I cut up 3 to 4 tomatoes.  Then I add 1/2 of a red onion.   Then I add my mix I pick up from the local walmart and VIOLA....FRESH SALSA.   I love this time of year.  I love the Fall Harvest.  My brother cooked up some of his squash from his garden on Friday.   It was delicious.   PEACH UPDATE:   guess because of the long winter it is taking longer than normal for the peaches to ripen.  Sooo....I am still waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-3417865317968328823?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/3417865317968328823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=3417865317968328823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/3417865317968328823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/3417865317968328823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-reason-to-love-fall.html' title='Another reason to love fall!!'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SMRlRYICoqI/AAAAAAAAADA/b-yDbDktWFo/s72-c/CIMG0828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-6306309100920340744</id><published>2008-09-03T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:47:11.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who doesn't like fall???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SL8Tv9Hsf0I/AAAAAAAAACo/vvsFgJ9Vedc/s1600-h/CIMG0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SL8Tv9Hsf0I/AAAAAAAAACo/vvsFgJ9Vedc/s400/CIMG0816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241930205864165186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SL8TwFmux2I/AAAAAAAAACw/Yj68sPcofms/s1600-h/CIMG0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SL8TwFmux2I/AAAAAAAAACw/Yj68sPcofms/s400/CIMG0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241930208141821794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SL8TwVsSBlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/57A1dV6gUzk/s1600-h/CIMG0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SL8TwVsSBlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/57A1dV6gUzk/s400/CIMG0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241930212460070482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love September through Jan 1st.   Who doesn't??  Football, cool weather, soup, by boys' birthday, holidays, the fall harvest.   I can't wait for these beauties.  Asian pears (nashi's),  pears, and peaches.  This is what is growing in our back yard.   I took a tour of our trees just this afternoon and they are still not ready yet...but...any day now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-6306309100920340744?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6306309100920340744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=6306309100920340744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6306309100920340744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/6306309100920340744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-doesnt-like-fall.html' title='Who doesn&apos;t like fall???'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SL8Tv9Hsf0I/AAAAAAAAACo/vvsFgJ9Vedc/s72-c/CIMG0816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-9097975346238810066</id><published>2008-09-01T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:00:18.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yard'/><title type='text'>Oh ya....the lawn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzIUp3vwRI/AAAAAAAAACE/e5E-1KWHTn0/s1600-h/p1010616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzIUp3vwRI/AAAAAAAAACE/e5E-1KWHTn0/s200/p1010616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241284323515023634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzIFp_ffII/AAAAAAAAAB8/SZ7BgFNubDc/s1600-h/P1010615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzIFp_ffII/AAAAAAAAAB8/SZ7BgFNubDc/s200/P1010615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241284065849474178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzHrepLMsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ay3xAZun1v8/s1600-h/P1010614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzHrepLMsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ay3xAZun1v8/s200/P1010614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241283616126481090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes....we came back from our St. George trip a few hours early on purpose.  Our lawn was calling us home.   Bob and I both took a lawn mower and got the job done.  Bob also trimmed and edged.  Devon headed over to the neighbors to fulfill his obligation as their weekly mower boy so we all had a job.  I love to look at our lawn when it is freshly mowed.  So now I will post a pic so I can remember what our lawn looks like after it is covered with snow and I am in need of sunnier days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-9097975346238810066?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/9097975346238810066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=9097975346238810066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/9097975346238810066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/9097975346238810066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-yathe-lawn.html' title='Oh ya....the lawn.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzIUp3vwRI/AAAAAAAAACE/e5E-1KWHTn0/s72-c/p1010616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-2950434908347975441</id><published>2008-09-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:43:19.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. George'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzBXs_HsXI/AAAAAAAAABk/DfT7hceRPzw/s1600-h/P1010594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzBXs_HsXI/AAAAAAAAABk/DfT7hceRPzw/s320/P1010594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241276679309472114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzAsYPczDI/AAAAAAAAABc/MoJDt8nwep8/s1600-h/P1010599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzAsYPczDI/AAAAAAAAABc/MoJDt8nwep8/s320/P1010599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241275935006444594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzAYHIcCYI/AAAAAAAAABU/fyGfVUiTOMc/s1600-h/P1010613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzAYHIcCYI/AAAAAAAAABU/fyGfVUiTOMc/s320/P1010613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241275586816248194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to St. George over the weekend to watch Devon play football.    His sophmore team did well.  He would still like to have more playing time.   And....being his mother can I just say to his coaches, "What?   He is the best tackler out there.   What the heck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now that I've said that we stayed at the Las Palmas Condos and had a great time with the kids.  Friday was..oh about 103 degrees.  First thing we did was jump in the pool where I discovered anything outside of the water was still hot.  Like my face.  These pictures are of the kids in the pool pretending like they are Michael Phelps and having fun.  Also, of us hiking in Snow Canyon on Sunday.   It was so Beautiful the pictures really don't give it justice.  The oldest girl in the pics is my niece Morgan.   She was fun to have along.  I love the look my little Jack has on his face in the middle picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered something else about myself.  I get very nervous watching my kids hike anything steep.  I almost couldn't let go of my little Jack and watching Alec was almost unbearable.  If anyone was going to fall down the mountain it would have been him.  Anyway, we all came away unscathed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-2950434908347975441?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2950434908347975441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=2950434908347975441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2950434908347975441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2950434908347975441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-to-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLzBXs_HsXI/AAAAAAAAABk/DfT7hceRPzw/s72-c/P1010594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312758116199029895.post-2562898015133715366</id><published>2008-08-28T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:32:47.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>This is my first BLOG ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb8wad-fJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E3PBhzkXO6I/s1600-h/P1010125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb8wad-fJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E3PBhzkXO6I/s320/P1010125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239653125161122962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;OK...Who would have thought I could be a blogger.   This is me and my husband Bob.   My oldest son Devon, middle son Alec and youngest Jack.   My only girl is Sydney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway...this is the first week of school and I feel like a free bird.    I am truly smiling on the inside.        I still have Jack (3 yrs. ) around but one compared to four is a big deal.          Yeah.   Now I can Blog.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312758116199029895-2562898015133715366?l=annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2562898015133715366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1312758116199029895&amp;postID=2562898015133715366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2562898015133715366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312758116199029895/posts/default/2562898015133715366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annslifeintheslowlane.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-my-first-blog-ever.html' title='This is my first BLOG ever.'/><author><name>Ann Ranee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12096094738948564261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb_rUCdrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8D2ANyRx31k/S220/P1010446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lipnoIE7WAg/SLb8wad-fJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/E3PBhzkXO6I/s72-c/P1010125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
