<?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-24795972</id><updated>2012-01-14T14:29:11.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grimes4</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-5596945042417990067</id><published>2009-10-10T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T11:13:02.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Artist</title><content type='html'>First of all I need to say... I'm sorry to the three people who actually read this blog it's been quite awhile ten months to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know I'm back in school taking ECE classes (really it should say class) and I LOVE IT!!!! one of my assessments was to do a painting observation. Hummm I thought who can observe....let me think, let me think. "Oh I know".... DUH!!!.....Doodle Bug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/StDK0mFlw7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/_1_fTX_yfaE/s1600-h/IMG_3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391031758888485810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/StDK0mFlw7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/_1_fTX_yfaE/s320/IMG_3701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/StDKRhEy1lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XSE3XZ60CSs/s1600-h/IMG_3700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391031156247549522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/StDKRhEy1lI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XSE3XZ60CSs/s320/IMG_3700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/StDLVThmlaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fMVjl7tAefg/s1600-h/IMG_3702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391032320841389474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/StDLVThmlaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fMVjl7tAefg/s320/IMG_3702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked her to tell me about her picture she stepped back pointed to the green circle with a line in it and said " that's a Q" In ECE terms she is in the Pre-schematic stage...ya that's right it's not all fun and games in this class. I really am learning something. Oh ya one other thing "don't use color books with your preschooler it's not art!!! Just thought you might like to know that!!!&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/24795972-5596945042417990067?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/5596945042417990067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=5596945042417990067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5596945042417990067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5596945042417990067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-time-flys.html' title='The Artist'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/StDK0mFlw7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/_1_fTX_yfaE/s72-c/IMG_3701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-5147112210304100148</id><published>2009-01-30T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:11:58.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Out This Little Cutie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYOFIrzM54I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JtwSH1fkCos/s1600-h/IMG_2870_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297223970960762754" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYOFIrzM54I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JtwSH1fkCos/s320/IMG_2870_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This little guy is the apple of his grandpa's eye, Chatlotte's BFF and my little buddy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYOFcxS7JGI/AAAAAAAAAII/eQJjy9dkMzQ/s1600-h/IMG_2876_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297224316033377378" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYOFcxS7JGI/AAAAAAAAAII/eQJjy9dkMzQ/s320/IMG_2876_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I asked him for a smile he gave me this look and then a little giggle.. stinker!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYPbx1JPVbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AEs6QPHr6RY/s1600-h/IMG_2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297319235843741106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYPbx1JPVbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AEs6QPHr6RY/s320/IMG_2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Best Friends Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYPcPjRdvEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Yr7ezPEzTNg/s1600-h/IMG_2813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297319746442476610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYPcPjRdvEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Yr7ezPEzTNg/s320/IMG_2813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-5147112210304100148?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/5147112210304100148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=5147112210304100148' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5147112210304100148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5147112210304100148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2009/01/check-out-this-little-cutie.html' title='Check Out This Little Cutie'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SYOFIrzM54I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JtwSH1fkCos/s72-c/IMG_2870_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-4739674254827091778</id><published>2009-01-09T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:39:32.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A DAY WITH MY DOODLE BUG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today Char and I just hung out and played. She loves to go check out the pigs and horses so that's what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SWfqKhB7opI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JK1Fm9X4PdM/s1600-h/IMG_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289453753756000914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SWfqKhB7opI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JK1Fm9X4PdM/s320/IMG_2832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SWfqm476YcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4R5p-SRDc2E/s1600-h/IMG_2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289454241209541058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SWfqm476YcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4R5p-SRDc2E/s320/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah Montana better watch out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SWft5K0GRFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/waA2_b0cNxg/s1600-h/IMG_2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289457853781132370" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SWft5K0GRFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/waA2_b0cNxg/s320/IMG_2841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-4739674254827091778?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/4739674254827091778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=4739674254827091778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/4739674254827091778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/4739674254827091778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-with-my-doodle-bug.html' title='A DAY WITH MY DOODLE BUG!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SWfqKhB7opI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JK1Fm9X4PdM/s72-c/IMG_2832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-8623372766401409325</id><published>2008-12-22T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:09:02.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Christmas Fun!</title><content type='html'>My little girl, my big girl, my boys and five &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-teen girl's were all part of today's Christmas fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Agenda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Pick girls up at 10:00&lt;br /&gt;-Scrapbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Eat pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Decorate Christmas cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Drink hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;-Scrapbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SVBbsF6dXBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QgXr1XOMTKk/s1600-h/IMG_1931_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282823175965334546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SVBbsF6dXBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QgXr1XOMTKk/s320/IMG_1931_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; are Aaron's legs in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SVBbLGIlxpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/neqDEqmWPCg/s1600-h/IMG_1927_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282822609088923282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SVBbLGIlxpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/neqDEqmWPCg/s320/IMG_1927_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SVBc4Iny6RI/AAAAAAAAAHM/85A3nwACPmo/s1600-h/IMG_1930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282824482362419474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SVBc4Iny6RI/AAAAAAAAAHM/85A3nwACPmo/s320/IMG_1930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-8623372766401409325?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/8623372766401409325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=8623372766401409325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/8623372766401409325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/8623372766401409325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-christmas-fun.html' title='A Little Christmas Fun!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SVBbsF6dXBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QgXr1XOMTKk/s72-c/IMG_1931_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-424761345079131525</id><published>2008-12-13T18:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:12:32.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know it's been over a year. What can I say other than I'll TRY to do better......but no promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah's been going to school and working at Target. I love me some Target but he doesn't share my love. I guess if I had to work in the food court 30 hours a week I might feel differently. He is still very much into music and always seems to be in a band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron's a freshmen and not a lover of school. He is doing well is spite of his hate of 9th grade. He's a BIG skateboarder (click the link to see him) and is starting to get into playing the drums...Oh joy! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4hDGHmoNSI&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4hDGHmoNSI&amp;amp;feature=channel_page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn and I are doing well. I resently bought a bow and arrows so I could go shooting with him. It's really fun and it's something we can do together. He's a way, way better shot than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SURwwxyP3QI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hNBGW8N6sv0/s1600-h/IMG_1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279468646485187842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SURwwxyP3QI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hNBGW8N6sv0/s320/IMG_1591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand Canyon Spring break 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SUR192oiqPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Lj8e1WDNIpo/s1600-h/IMG_1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279474368683092210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SUR192oiqPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Lj8e1WDNIpo/s320/IMG_1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-424761345079131525?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/424761345079131525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=424761345079131525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/424761345079131525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/424761345079131525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/SURwwxyP3QI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hNBGW8N6sv0/s72-c/IMG_1591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-1947969697845029057</id><published>2007-10-26T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T20:31:07.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SISTERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIliYPDPVI/AAAAAAAAADE/sKp5-8zVSps/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125700598452403538" style="CURSOR: hand" height="143" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIliYPDPVI/AAAAAAAAADE/sKp5-8zVSps/s200/IMG_0869.JPG" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyImhYPDPXI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ajx1cia8ck4/s1600-h/CA+7+Terry+Lori++3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125701680784162162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyImhYPDPXI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ajx1cia8ck4/s200/CA+7+Terry+Lori++3.JPG" border="0" /&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;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIlMoPDPUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/j44lchXrqxg/s1600-h/Kali+&amp;amp;+Melia+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125700224790248770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIlMoPDPUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/j44lchXrqxg/s200/Kali+%26+Melia+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIkwIPDPTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YuhpgtxopaM/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125699735163977010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIkwIPDPTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YuhpgtxopaM/s200/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIoM4PDPaI/AAAAAAAAADo/qo1czhHGx_s/s1600-h/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125703527620099490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIoM4PDPaI/AAAAAAAAADo/qo1czhHGx_s/s200/IMG_1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIjC4PDPQI/AAAAAAAAACc/AeAxywTUY8I/s1600-h/The+Girls+7-21-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125697858263268610" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="128" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIjC4PDPQI/AAAAAAAAACc/AeAxywTUY8I/s200/The+Girls+7-21-07.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIo2IPDPbI/AAAAAAAAADw/eFsjOb0LJkU/s1600-h/SLC15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125704236289703346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIo2IPDPbI/AAAAAAAAADw/eFsjOb0LJkU/s200/SLC15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sisters.....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day,&lt;br /&gt;Drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As&lt;br /&gt;They talked about life, about marriage, about the&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities of life and the obligations of&lt;br /&gt;Adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her&lt;br /&gt;Glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance&lt;br /&gt;Upon her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling&lt;br /&gt;The tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll&lt;br /&gt;Be more important as you get older. No matter how&lt;br /&gt;Much you love your husband, no matter how much you&lt;br /&gt;Love the children you may have, you are still going&lt;br /&gt;To need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now&lt;br /&gt;And then; do things with them.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women...&lt;br /&gt;Your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other&lt;br /&gt;Women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women&lt;br /&gt;Always do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman&lt;br /&gt;Thought. Haven't I just gotten married?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a&lt;br /&gt;Married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely&lt;br /&gt;My husband and the family we may start will be all I&lt;br /&gt;Need to make my life worthwhile!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact&lt;br /&gt;With her Sisters and made more women friends each&lt;br /&gt;Year. As the years tumbled by, one after another,&lt;br /&gt;She gradually came to understand that her Mom really&lt;br /&gt;Knew what she was talking about. As time and nature&lt;br /&gt;Work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman,&lt;br /&gt;Sisters are the mainstays of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than 50 years of living in this world,&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I've learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SAYS IT ALL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes.&lt;br /&gt;Life happens.&lt;br /&gt;Distance separates.&lt;br /&gt;Children grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Jobs come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Love waxes and wanes.&lt;br /&gt;Men don't do what they're supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts break.&lt;br /&gt;Parents die.&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues forget favors.&lt;br /&gt;Careers end.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how&lt;br /&gt;Many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away&lt;br /&gt;Than needing her can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you&lt;br /&gt;Have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life&lt;br /&gt;Will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on,&lt;br /&gt;Praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on&lt;br /&gt;Your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the&lt;br /&gt;Valley's' end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk&lt;br /&gt;Beside you...Or come in and carry you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters,&lt;br /&gt;Daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers,&lt;br /&gt;Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended&lt;br /&gt;Family, all bless our life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world wouldn't be the same without women, and&lt;br /&gt;Neither would I. When we began this adventure called&lt;br /&gt;Womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or&lt;br /&gt;Sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we&lt;br /&gt;Would need each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyKvR4PDPfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-HQn_nHaeuo/s1600-h/Colorado+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125852047589195250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyKvR4PDPfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-HQn_nHaeuo/s320/Colorado+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIpnoPDPcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/q2JXmlEJCQ0/s1600-h/Colorado+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/24795972-1947969697845029057?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/1947969697845029057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=1947969697845029057' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/1947969697845029057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/1947969697845029057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/10/sisters.html' title='SISTERS'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RyIliYPDPVI/AAAAAAAAADE/sKp5-8zVSps/s72-c/IMG_0869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-5138853515746985384</id><published>2007-09-19T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T19:55:56.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had my sweet little, very busy, Baby Girl today. She has learned how to open cabinet doors and drawers. Today I let her play in all the cabinets except for the one under the sink she knows that ones a "no no". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Her favorite cabinet......the that has the cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RvHejUf_OPI/AAAAAAAAACM/1u5jDecSqXE/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112111750421887218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RvHejUf_OPI/AAAAAAAAACM/1u5jDecSqXE/s200/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;............ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RvHe_Uf_OQI/AAAAAAAAACU/ei0vr7iFF9k/s1600-h/IMG_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112112231458224386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RvHe_Uf_OQI/AAAAAAAAACU/ei0vr7iFF9k/s200/IMG_1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes an unfinished kitchen can be a fun place to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-5138853515746985384?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/5138853515746985384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=5138853515746985384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5138853515746985384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5138853515746985384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-playground.html' title='A new playground'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RvHejUf_OPI/AAAAAAAAACM/1u5jDecSqXE/s72-c/IMG_1539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-1733596297960134212</id><published>2007-09-03T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:46:59.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RtzGtsSDIrI/AAAAAAAAACE/EqDaEY9J1rQ/s1600-h/IMG_2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106174565814575794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RtzGtsSDIrI/AAAAAAAAACE/EqDaEY9J1rQ/s320/IMG_2304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll just let this picture speak for it's self&lt;/span&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/24795972-1733596297960134212?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/1733596297960134212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=1733596297960134212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/1733596297960134212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/1733596297960134212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/09/jake.html' title='Jake'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RtzGtsSDIrI/AAAAAAAAACE/EqDaEY9J1rQ/s72-c/IMG_2304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-4426340679596991347</id><published>2007-07-28T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T11:57:05.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 is Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Rqt5m1D-lPI/AAAAAAAAABk/DnsNRwR7l1M/s1600-h/The+Girls+7-21-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092297511658231026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Rqt5m1D-lPI/AAAAAAAAABk/DnsNRwR7l1M/s400/The+Girls+7-21-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday us girls all got together at Jennifers to hang out and catch up. We usually go shopping which is always fun but being able to just sit down and talk to each other was even nicer. Jennifer had a low cal lunch for us with the exception of the berry pie that Bec bought at Gizditch Ranch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a difference 7 months can make &lt;a href="http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-girls.html"&gt;http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-girls.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sure do love these girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-4426340679596991347?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/4426340679596991347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=4426340679596991347' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/4426340679596991347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/4426340679596991347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/07/40-is-good.html' title='40 is Good'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Rqt5m1D-lPI/AAAAAAAAABk/DnsNRwR7l1M/s72-c/The+Girls+7-21-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-5282415292427763604</id><published>2007-07-20T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:41:44.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AARON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF-dVD-lOI/AAAAAAAAABc/63xa_N2xA7E/s1600-h/Aaron+7-2007-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089488096240506082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF-dVD-lOI/AAAAAAAAABc/63xa_N2xA7E/s320/Aaron+7-2007-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF-Q1D-lNI/AAAAAAAAABU/PFyIrShVhOE/s1600-h/Aaron+7-2007-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling like a bad mom, it seems that Aaron has been left out of my last few post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few things you might not know about him: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He will be starting 8th (yes, that's right 8th) grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is 5'1" and weights 100 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves skateboarding, skimboarding, baseball, the beach and Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves all things Santa Cruz and want's to move there. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF5fFD-lII/AAAAAAAAAAs/b-_vSOcgbLE/s1600-h/Aaron+7-2007-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089482628747138178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF5fFD-lII/AAAAAAAAAAs/b-_vSOcgbLE/s320/Aaron+7-2007-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF6CVD-lKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/u6sXthy34eU/s1600-h/Aaron+7-2007-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089483234337526946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF6CVD-lKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/u6sXthy34eU/s200/Aaron+7-2007-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, the big white thing which I call the "Beast" is Aaron's new skateboarding ramp that he and Glenn are building (it's not done yet). It's taking the place of my new patio!&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/24795972-5282415292427763604?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/5282415292427763604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=5282415292427763604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5282415292427763604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/5282415292427763604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/07/aaron.html' title='AARON'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/RqF-dVD-lOI/AAAAAAAAABc/63xa_N2xA7E/s72-c/Aaron+7-2007-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-3677227181426546992</id><published>2007-07-06T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T07:14:20.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Few Months</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened since my last post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Noah went to the Prom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aaron is one year away from high school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Noah graduated high school &amp; turned 18&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jake is &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; in the Navy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlotte turned one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glenn &amp;amp; I celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5JjMgh_5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jNpuFaA67pQ/s1600-h/IMG_1449_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084081898349789074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5JjMgh_5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jNpuFaA67pQ/s200/IMG_1449_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  ........................&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5JOcgh_4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/STCc-D3QarI/s1600-h/IMG_2116_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084081541867503490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5JOcgh_4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/STCc-D3QarI/s200/IMG_2116_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5JjMgh_5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jNpuFaA67pQ/s1600-h/IMG_1449_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5KGsgh_6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Iek29GEaxoY/s1600-h/1st-BD-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084082508235145122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5KGsgh_6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Iek29GEaxoY/s200/1st-BD-21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; .....................&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5Mdcgh_7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/gA8y3-omLB0/s1600-h/100_1196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084085098100424626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5Mdcgh_7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/gA8y3-omLB0/s200/100_1196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5KGsgh_6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Iek29GEaxoY/s1600-h/1st-BD-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-3677227181426546992?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/3677227181426546992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=3677227181426546992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/3677227181426546992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/3677227181426546992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/07/past-few-months.html' title='The Past Few Months'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZghHjB4rE8/Ro5JjMgh_5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jNpuFaA67pQ/s72-c/IMG_1449_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-2469249257243548011</id><published>2007-03-23T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T07:54:00.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for "The Queen"</title><content type='html'>O.k.,O.K. Jennifer, I know I haven’t been keeping up my blog! It's just that I'm waiting for the queen to arrive....I'm talking about the queen of the bloging world.....yes that's right Dede! She will be here with her posse in toe on Saturday to inspire me to kick this blog into shape........Stay tuned the best is yet to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-2469249257243548011?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/2469249257243548011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=2469249257243548011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/2469249257243548011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/2469249257243548011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/03/waiting-for-queen.html' title='Waiting for &quot;The Queen&quot;'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-116856507946233837</id><published>2007-01-11T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:47:19.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Back!</title><content type='html'>After three very long weeks my Baby Girl is back. On Wednesday we went to Baby Talk to visit some old friends, a quick stop to see Aunt Betty then off to our favorite store Target then home to see the boys. What a great day I can't wait until next Wednesday......Boy did I miss her and her mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/976013/IMG_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/320/727602/IMG_1866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/213200/IMG_1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/200/703076/IMG_1851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/933499/IMG_1867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/320/107082/IMG_1867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/557213/IMG_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-116856507946233837?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/116856507946233837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=116856507946233837' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116856507946233837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116856507946233837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2007/01/shes-back.html' title='She&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-116650154153559708</id><published>2006-12-18T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:14:08.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day's are long but years are short!</title><content type='html'>Gone are the days of Ninja's, Power Rangers, Legos and cute little bath robes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/366489/Little%20Grimes%20Boys_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/320/325398/Little%20Grimes%20Boys_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Replaced by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MP3 players, girls, cell phones, MySpace, skateboards, guitars, cars and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/368103/IMG_1763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/320/730025/IMG_1763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/170975/IMG_1764.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-116650154153559708?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/116650154153559708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=116650154153559708' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116650154153559708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116650154153559708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/12/days-are-long-but-years-are-short.html' title='Day&apos;s are long but years are short!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-116507640342810311</id><published>2006-12-02T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T08:32:29.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/292335/Bec"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/320/198088/Bec%27s%20BD13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What would I do without my girls????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I would be in a "Nut House" that's what..... These beautiful women are what I call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of the Best"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They know so much about me, I would even say they know me better than I know myself.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer and I have so much dirt on each other we could plant a garden. As for all the fun we had together... I wouldn't change one minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;Kim and I were roommates. We have seen each other looking our very best and worst. (hangovers, bad hair days, bad men days, ect)&lt;br /&gt;Bec is the one I call on a daily basis. If I'm having a bad day I call Bec. No matter what she can always make me laugh and see things different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks girls for making me a better person&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-116507640342810311?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/116507640342810311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=116507640342810311' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116507640342810311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116507640342810311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-girls.html' title='My Girls'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-116438295307351348</id><published>2006-11-24T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:47:50.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three reasons I'm THANKFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/349048/my%20guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/320/384152/my%20guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8038/2577/1600/887156/IMG_1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-116438295307351348?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/116438295307351348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=116438295307351348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116438295307351348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116438295307351348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/11/three-reasons-im-thankful.html' title='Three reasons I&apos;m THANKFUL'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-116407754237337705</id><published>2006-11-20T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T18:52:22.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Only Had an Ounce of There Talent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photographybyerin.typepad.com/"&gt;http://photographybyerin.typepad.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gourmetgowns.com/"&gt;http://gourmetgowns.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-116407754237337705?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/116407754237337705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=116407754237337705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116407754237337705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116407754237337705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-i-only-had-ounce-of-there-talent.html' title='If I Only Had an Ounce of There Talent!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-116205233143348501</id><published>2006-10-28T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:39:03.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sarah</title><content type='html'>Today is Sarah's first birthday, a very, very big day for her Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy. A day she won't remember but we'll never forget. In honor of the birthday girl here are a few pictures from the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/home%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SanJuan%20013.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SanJuan%20013.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;........................................&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC15.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;............&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC15.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC15.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...................&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC10.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC12.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC14.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC14.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...............&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC%2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC%2016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SLC13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SLC13.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............................&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/Sarah_13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/Sarah_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/Sarah_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH YOU'RE SO LOVED BY SO MANY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-116205233143348501?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/116205233143348501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=116205233143348501' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116205233143348501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116205233143348501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-sarah.html' title='Happy Birthday Sarah'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-116058431962441522</id><published>2006-10-11T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T11:15:18.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Wednesday is what I like to call "Baby Girl Day" Every Wednesday sweet little Baby Girl comes to grace me with her presence and I look foward to it every week. Here are a few pictures I just took....enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves Bo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1439_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1439_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1454_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1454_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1452_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1452_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-116058431962441522?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/116058431962441522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=116058431962441522' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116058431962441522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/116058431962441522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/10/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115888869317618325</id><published>2006-09-21T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:50:27.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Surprise"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_1397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Friday Mark called me on my cell phone. He said he was on his way to the hospital Erika (his step daughter) was having a baby. I was stunted to say the least and asked him to repeat what he had just said. He said no one knew she was even pregnant but a few of her friends. On Saturday night she gave birth to a 4lb 9oz baby boy whom she named Adrian James (love his name) he was born six weeks early. Erika and the baby are still in the hospital. Erika has high blood presser and the baby will not be going home for at least two more weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115888869317618325?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115888869317618325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115888869317618325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115888869317618325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115888869317618325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/09/surprise.html' title='&quot;Surprise&quot;'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115785852698268713</id><published>2006-09-09T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:52:43.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She on Her Own!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_1325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri moved out last night and as you can see by the pictures she is a very happy girl! Gary didn't look like he was to happy about the whole thing but he did his dad duty and was putting together a T.V. cabinet for her. Sheri is proof that he an Dana did a great job in raising a very strong, very independent woman who wants to stand on her own two feet, and that's just what she's doing....Way to go Sheri you make us all proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.................................................&lt;/span&gt;Sheri and her roommates Sarah and Marie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1324.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Baby Girl helping her Aunt Dana deal with the move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115785852698268713?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115785852698268713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115785852698268713' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115785852698268713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115785852698268713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/09/she-on-her-own.html' title='She on Her Own!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115716164460754438</id><published>2006-09-01T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:47:24.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2 Month Birthday Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_1275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Baby Girl is two months old today. Here are a few picture of the whopping 2 month 12 lbs Baby Girl and her skinny mini mom.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115716164460754438?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115716164460754438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115716164460754438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115716164460754438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115716164460754438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-2-month-birthday-baby-girl.html' title='Happy 2 Month Birthday Baby Girl'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115699611068683108</id><published>2006-08-30T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:51:41.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Month!</title><content type='html'>I am so glad this month is coming to an end. It has been very busy for the Grimes family with the boys going back to school :-) Noah a Senior and Aaron a 7th grader and The Cabinet Shop finely moving into the long awaited "New Building". I for one am looking forward to September........ (27th!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few random pictures I took this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SW4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SW4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1234_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1234_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noah and his band SwitchSyndrome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115699611068683108?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115699611068683108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115699611068683108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115699611068683108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115699611068683108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-month.html' title='What a Month!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115566780220234852</id><published>2006-08-15T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:05:26.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Acts of Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is very Random!.....Quite a few years back Oprah did a show on random acts of kindness. I'm sure most of you reading this blog remembers that show, it was one of my all time favorites. I have been thinking a lot about this and have decide to challenge all of you to some "Random Acts of Kindness". It can be anything you want as long as it benefits someone else. Here are a few example: paying for the car behind you at a toll booth, letting someone go ahead of you in line, reporting great customer service to a store manager or being kind to a tella-marketer &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(that's a hard one).&lt;/span&gt; I know most of you make it a habit of doing these types of things but after every "Random Act" you do please leaving a comment telling me about it. I'm hoping for the most comments ever!!! "Now go out there and be kind"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115566780220234852?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115566780220234852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115566780220234852' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115566780220234852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115566780220234852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-acts-of-kindness.html' title='Random Acts of Kindness'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115543593385209688</id><published>2006-08-12T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:44:20.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO MUCH TO LEARN...</title><content type='html'>Deedee and Sarah left for home today but not before Deedee put her gift of teaching to work on me. I love it when I see that girl, I always seem to learn something new. Whatever she does she gives it her all, I wish I could be more like her in so many ways. Thanks for all you've taut me Deed, I have so much more to learn. Here are a few pictures of my guys using the tips you gave me. Thanks again you rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/the%20boys%205%20aug%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/the%20boys%205%20aug%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/the%20boys%20%201%20aug06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/the%20boys%20%201%20aug06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;............. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/glenn%20&amp;amp;%20bo%20aug%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/glenn%20%26%20bo%20aug%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....................................&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/the%20boys%204%20aug%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/the%20boys%204%20aug%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/the%20boys%202%20aug%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/the%20boys%202%20aug%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have no control over the looks on their faces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115543593385209688?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115543593385209688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115543593385209688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115543593385209688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115543593385209688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-much-to-learn.html' title='SO MUCH TO LEARN...'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115475527358518082</id><published>2006-08-04T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T08:42:13.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night</title><content type='html'>Tonight was "Girls Night" I don't have many nights like this but tonight my guys were all out doing their own thing. So I invited Meghan, Baby Girl, Deedee and Sarah over to eat dinner and hang out. Unfortunately Meghan wasn't feeling well so only Deedee and Sarah came. Sarah who is 9 months had a great time playing on Breeze chewing on a wooden spoon, jumping on the trampoline and having the dog lick her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1045.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_1045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115475527358518082?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115475527358518082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115475527358518082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115475527358518082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115475527358518082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/08/girls-night.html' title='Girls Night'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115368495106706813</id><published>2006-07-23T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T18:07:30.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday and as I look back on the past year I realize how blessed I truly am. It was one year ago today Meghan &amp; Dave got married, Sarah Lorranie Cobb was born Oct 28th, Charlotte Ann Ryan was born July 1st, The Cabinet Shop had a new building built (still waiting to move in), we remodeled our house (still working on it), I bought a new car (Toyota Prius love it!), Tom &amp;amp; Terry sold there house, Mark went back to work (thank God), Sheri got a new job, Dave got a new job, I got another job to add to my collection (three total), Noah turned 17 Aaron turned 12, Glenn &amp; Jeff bought a new fishing boat, Katie graduated high school, Margaret &amp;amp; Duane bought a new house, and I turned 43 WOW! this has been a big year and I can't wait to see what's next....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115368495106706813?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115368495106706813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115368495106706813' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115368495106706813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115368495106706813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-birthday.html' title='Another Birthday'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115245568527746685</id><published>2006-07-09T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T07:50:57.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday Baby Girl (that's what I'm calling her for now) was one week old. So far she is the best baby ever (in California of course!). Her Aunt Dana and I think she might even be gifted at least in our eyes anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0966.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115245568527746685?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115245568527746685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115245568527746685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115245568527746685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115245568527746685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-week-old.html' title='One Week Old'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115233264015449054</id><published>2006-07-07T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T21:31:02.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0928.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday I took Aaron, Jake and Baylee to the beach (Noah was in summer school). The weather was perfect and I was stupid (must be that stupid Keith gene). I forgot to put on s&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0927.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unscreen dumb, dumb, dumb and now I'm paying the price ouch! I think I have third degree burns on my chest, anyway enough about how bumb and stupid I am. The boys and Baylee had a great time. Baylee made friends with anyone and everyone who walked by and would throw her a stick, Aaron and Jake were happy just doing what they love "Skimmin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0898_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115233264015449054?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115233264015449054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115233264015449054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115233264015449054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115233264015449054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-day-at-beach.html' title='Another Day at the Beach'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115182050592314392</id><published>2006-07-01T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:11:09.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Heeeeeeere's Charlotte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlotte Ann Ryan was born today at 12:00 noon. She weighed in at 8lbs 3oz and is 19 inches long. Mother father and baby are all doing great and we are all overwhelmed with joy. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;............&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....................&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115182050592314392?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115182050592314392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115182050592314392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115182050592314392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115182050592314392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-heeeeeeeres-charlotte.html' title='And Heeeeeeere&apos;s Charlotte'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115162204441696666</id><published>2006-06-29T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:00:44.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0771.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O.K. I know this post is a little late but I've been busy! Last Friday Noah's peep's came over to help him celebrate his birthday. I was only there long enough to clean up the garage, put the drinks on ice (redneck style in a wheel barrel), bake the pizza and set out the chips and plates.&lt;br /&gt;Glenn, Aaron and I had to be at baseball game in Santa Cruz which was fine with Noah. I got the feeling he didn't want us at his party anyway. When we got back they had cleaned up everything and one of the girls even cleaned Noahs room. That's one brave girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115162204441696666?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115162204441696666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115162204441696666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115162204441696666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115162204441696666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/06/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115108380976749192</id><published>2006-06-23T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:19:16.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVENTEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0297.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;Today is Noah’s birthday and it makes me cry to think about it. I really can't tell you why this birthday is so sad for me it just is. When I think back on the past seventeen years they seem to be a blur, but there are a few memories still fresh in my mind that I would like share..... When he was a year old, he used to point at the top of the refrigerator and say "I have a tootie?" (that's where we kept the cookies), when he was two his Aunt Terry asked him "who's the best mom in the world and he pointed at me and then she asked whose the best Dad in the world and he said my Dad then she asked him the most important question of all... Who's the best Aunt Terry in the world and he replied "WELL YOU"RE NOT"! (that's a classic!) When he was a Ninja at three and used to wear one of my old purse straps on his head (see picture below) When he was three and a half and decided he was going to ride the exercise bike to Grandma Dixie’s house (see picture below), when he was four he stuck a Lego up his nose because his best friend Stephanie told him to, when he was six he used to think his grandpa John picked plums because he was a plumber, when he was ten and found out their was no Santa, and was concerned that if he didn't know that, and he got married and his wife didn't know that, then his kids wouldn't get any gifts.&lt;br /&gt;In closing I would just like to say as the mother of this kind hearted, fun, loving and smart teenager, I am one of the luckiest moms in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/img028.jpg" style="cursor: hand;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/img026.jpg" style="cursor: hand;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/img027.jpg" style="cursor: hand;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Noah.......I love you more than you'll ever know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115108380976749192?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115108380976749192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115108380976749192' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115108380976749192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115108380976749192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/06/seventeen.html' title='SEVENTEEN!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115086696598300614</id><published>2006-06-20T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:05:24.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10th Birthday Melia</title><content type='html'>This evening we all gathered at Donna and Ralphs to celebrate Melia's 10th birthday. Melia is the youngest of my six nieces and I must say, she is one styling ten year old, she knows what she likes and how to shop for it. I was so happy when Margaret (her mom) decited to celebrate Melias birthday in Aromas. Every year we seem to miss out on her celebration because of Little League. Here are a few pictures from her celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115086696598300614?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115086696598300614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115086696598300614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115086696598300614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115086696598300614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-10th-birthday-melia.html' title='Happy 10th Birthday Melia'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115055963647862455</id><published>2006-06-17T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:40:20.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie Class of 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0707_edited-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0707_edited-1.0.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0706_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0707_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0715_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Katie graduated from Gilroy High School.&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to be a part of that meaningful event. I took a lot of pictures but I have to admit I took quite a few of girls that I thought were Katie. "&lt;em&gt;Hay they were all dressed in blue and had the same sunglasses!&lt;/em&gt;. Needless to say, I managed to get some good shots in spite of my lack of judgment.&lt;br /&gt;Katie is number four of my six nieces to graduate high school. While in high school she managed to hold a job(sometimes even two jobs), keep a high GPA and earn $1,100.00 in scholarship money. But I can't give Kaite all the credit for her success, her mom Debbie had a lot to do with it. In the fall Kaite plans to start Massage Therapy school in Sacramento. Good luck Katie we're all very, very proud of you.....and your mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0714_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0714_edited-1.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0678_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0678_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115055963647862455?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115055963647862455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115055963647862455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115055963647862455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115055963647862455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/06/katie-class-of-2006.html' title='Katie Class of 2006'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115038162467525614</id><published>2006-06-15T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:15:44.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CC Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0619.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's is nothing like chocolate chip cookies right out of the oven, just ask my guys. The other night Glenn asked me if I would bake some cookies. He's usually not the one who makes this request so I was happy to heat up the oven and start baking. Aarons favorite way to get me to make cookies is "Hay mom&lt;strong&gt; lets&lt;/strong&gt; make cookies" but what he means to say is "mom why do you make us some cookies". I remember growing up and helping my mom bake cookies, to this day I can still remember where she keeps all the ingredients. I hope someday when my boys are all grown up baking cookies is a happy memory for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how the little things in life matter most.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0619.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="96" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0619.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone in 60 seconds!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115038162467525614?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115038162467525614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115038162467525614' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115038162467525614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115038162467525614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/06/cc-cookies.html' title='CC Cookies'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115032942056307614</id><published>2006-06-14T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:15:11.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Beach</title><content type='html'>Today Aaron, Jake, Baylee and I went to the beach. I'm usually not a beach person (not a lover of the sand) but today was a beautiful day and I couldn't pass up the opportunity. This is the first time Baylee has ever been to the beach and she loved it, she was even body surfing. We stopped at Taco Bell for lunch, Big Lots for sunscreen (a must in my household) and then off to the beach for a day of skimming, body surfing, chasing sticks and sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0625_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0662_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0662_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0630.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0630_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0630_edited-1.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;............ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115032942056307614?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115032942056307614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115032942056307614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115032942056307614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115032942056307614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-at-beach.html' title='A Day at the Beach'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-115004119847522313</id><published>2006-06-11T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T08:53:18.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools Out</title><content type='html'>Friday was the last day of school for the Grimes boys and most of Aromas. Aaron has big plans to spend as much time as he can at the beach with his best friend Jake. They plan on doing alot of skimboarding and checking out girls (they are big 7th graders now). Their baseball team won their play off game and are going to the TOC's on the 19th.&lt;br /&gt;Noah on the other hand is heading to summer school, he didn't do to well in English so he's making up for it. He did a great job in Spanish and even received an award for it, good job Noah. He will also be taking his driving test on the 21st and turning 17 on the 23rd it's going to be a very busy month for the Grimes Family. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-115004119847522313?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/115004119847522313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=115004119847522313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115004119847522313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/115004119847522313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/06/schools-out.html' title='Schools Out'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114891845668122434</id><published>2006-05-29T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:24:01.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daughters</title><content type='html'>To start out I would first and foremost like to say I love my boys and I would not trade them in for anything or anyone in this world. With that said I would also like to say if you have a daughter you are one of the luckiest women I know. Here are a few reasons: you will always be taken care of, she will always tell you if you're wearing the wrong clothes or if you have something in your teeth, you will be the only person in her cell phone under the name of mom, she really dose care about what you think even if she says she doesn't, and the number one reason is.....you tell me she's your daughter. I'm not sad about not having a daughter in fact I always use to tell myself I only want boys because I wanted to be the only girl in my house. To tell you the truth I really don't need a daughter I have a family full of them: Meghan, Deedee, Sheri, Katie, Kali, Melia, Sarah, and soon to be Charlotte. So in closing I would just like to say if you are a mother of one of these very strong very special women/girls you are very, very lucky which..... you already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/photoshoot%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SanJuan%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/photoshoot%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/photoshoot%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SanJuan%20013.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SanJuan%20013.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/img009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/img006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/img007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/img008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114891845668122434?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114891845668122434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114891845668122434' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114891845668122434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114891845668122434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/daughters_29.html' title='Daughters'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114839672250665992</id><published>2006-05-23T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:34:43.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PB&amp;J</title><content type='html'>I'm bloging about PB&amp;J mostly about "J" as in Jelly that's all over my house. My boys could live on PB&amp;amp;J but I have come to hate it and this is why..... Their is jelly everywhere in my kitchen. Everytime I turn around I'm putting my hand in jelly. Jelly on the sliding glass door, jelly on the walls, jelly on the table, jelly on the refrigerator door handle, jelly on the cereal boxes, and jelly on the kitchen counters. I'm sure you are thinking "oh how cute you live with preschooler and they are learning how to make PB&amp;J's WRONG! I live with teenagers. After telling them about it more times than I would like to admit I have decided to ban jelly and maybe syrup from my house. I'm sure you're all thinking "oh what a bad mom" Yes I am and as I tell my boys "I'm the worse mom EVER". In closing I would just like to say, boys if you're reading this blog you better find a new favorite food because your PB&amp;amp;J days are over..... next on the list waffles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114839672250665992?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114839672250665992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114839672250665992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114839672250665992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114839672250665992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/pbj.html' title='PB&amp;J'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114783218173939575</id><published>2006-05-16T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:40:20.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0194.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of my favorite pictures of Sarah, aka &lt;a href="http://thepigbear.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Pigbear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she is the happest baby I have ever known. I think it has alot to do with her parents.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114783218173939575?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114783218173939575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114783218173939575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114783218173939575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114783218173939575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/sarah.html' title='Sarah'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114783031386453597</id><published>2006-05-16T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T18:47:24.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Month</title><content type='html'>Well it looks like it's going to be at least one more month before we're able to move in. We were really hoping for the end of May but it looks like its going to be more like middle of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114783031386453597?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114783031386453597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114783031386453597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114783031386453597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114783031386453597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-more-month.html' title='One More Month'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114775184556884844</id><published>2006-05-15T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:01:23.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Dogs Life</title><content type='html'>I seem to have left out two members of our family since I've started this blog. Baylee who is 5 and Bo who is 2. They keep life fun and interesting. In fact just the other day Bo was chasing a half dead bug around the bedroom. He was determined to get it but little did he know it was stuck to his lip (probably drowned in his slobber). This is the type of thing Bo does, Baylee on the other hand is much more intelligent. She likes to gather rocks in her mouth (about five at a time) and then drop them into a pile, this is how she keeps herself intertained during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....................................................&lt;/span&gt;Baylee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114775184556884844?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114775184556884844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114775184556884844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114775184556884844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114775184556884844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-dogs-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Dogs Life'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114774213392813796</id><published>2006-05-15T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T18:15:33.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday (Mothers Day) Glenn and I spent the day together, something we don't do very often. The boys were off doing their own thing so we decided to do our own thing. We went to Mt. Madonna where Glenn took target practice shooting paper animals with his bow and I took target practice shooting nature with my camera. Here are a few pictures from our time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114774213392813796?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114774213392813796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114774213392813796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114774213392813796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114774213392813796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/hanging-out.html' title='Hanging Out'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114749731225985863</id><published>2006-05-12T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:05:27.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sisters Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;Betty&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;Dixie&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;Earlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday my Aunt Earlene who is 11 years younger than my mom and who I haven't seen in over three years came for a visit. She is an aunt that I was never very close with. My Aunt Betty who is 4 years older than my mom is my favorite. It is amazing to me how three women who came from the same parents could be so different in so many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114749731225985863?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114749731225985863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114749731225985863' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114749731225985863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114749731225985863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/sisters-three.html' title='The Sisters Three'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114698195281629415</id><published>2006-05-06T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:07:55.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Grade Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently shoes are very, very important to a 6th grade boy...A few weeks ago Glenn, Aaron &amp;amp; I were on our way to Glenns softball game when I had a great idea. I decided to drop Glenn off at his game and take Aaron to get a new pair of shoes. You see Aaron has been going through shoes like I crazy. He seems to wear one shoe out faster than the other and he tells me this is because of how he rides his skateboard. I kept telling him I'm not buying you new shoes every month so you better make them last. He's made them last alright he's been wearing two different shoes for the past three months. They were both black so I don't feel to bad but still they weren't even a pair. So here's how my plan unfolded, I dropped Glenn off at his game and I told Aaron that I needed to exchange something at the store. As we were getting back on to the highway he looked at me and said were are we going? I said to Bill's Wheels to get you a new pair of shoes. His mouth dropped open and he said "Are you Kidding?" I smiled and said nope and then he said "You Swear?" and I said yes Aaron I swear..... This picture is of a very, very happy 6th grader&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114698195281629415?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114698195281629415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114698195281629415' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114698195281629415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114698195281629415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/6th-grade-shoes.html' title='6th Grade Shoes'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114693018146259907</id><published>2006-05-06T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T08:43:01.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Still Got It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/DAD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/DAD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0153-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0157-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the boys and I went over to Mom &amp; Dads to eat pizza and to see Meghan &amp;amp; Dave get their big surprise. Dad had made a cradle for Charlotte (who arrives in July). Needless to say they loved it and were overwhelmed with emotion and joy. My Dad is 72 years old and has always been Mr. Fix it. As long as I can remember he was either building something, helping someone fix something or fixing something for me. I feel so lucky to have watched him through out the years fixing things. Because of him I know how to snake a drain, change my oil, install a faucet, use an electric drill and so many other things. But as long as he's around I'll be asking him to do it. And as far as concerned &lt;strong&gt;"He's My Dad and He Can Do Anything"                         &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/Cradle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/Cradle.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114693018146259907?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114693018146259907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114693018146259907' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114693018146259907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114693018146259907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/hes-still-got-it.html' title='He&apos;s Still Got It!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114671623885990130</id><published>2006-05-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:17:18.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Yesterday</title><content type='html'>It seems like only yesterday they were playing with toys and pretending they were Ninjas, now the toys have been replaced with cars, skateboards, MP3 players and girls.....And I ask myself, what did I do to deserve them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/IMG_0302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114671623885990130?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114671623885990130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114671623885990130' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114671623885990130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114671623885990130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/05/only-yesterday.html' title='Only Yesterday'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114641373158240965</id><published>2006-04-30T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T21:21:18.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking for the Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/dayoneAuntLu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n April 29, 2006 Noah along with his youth group and many, many others across the nation walked for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://invisiblechildren.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Inv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0319.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://invisiblechildren.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;isibl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://invisiblechildren.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://invisiblechildren.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://invisiblechildren.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ildren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; This walk was to make our goverment and the world more aware of the horrible happendings in Uganda and its surrounding areas. Noah and his group walked for an hour and a half i Santa Cruz and then slept on the sidewalk and walked an hour and a half back. This is what the children called "The Night Walkers" have to do every night to find a safe place to sleep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Noah said he felt good about doing, it was very, very hard and he was really really tired. Thanks Noah I'm proud of you.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114641373158240965?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114641373158240965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114641373158240965' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114641373158240965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114641373158240965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/04/walking-for-children.html' title='Walking for the Children'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114625344669924854</id><published>2006-04-28T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:44:06.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photography walk</title><content type='html'>DeeDee and I have been learning how to use our new Rebel cameras. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://thepigbear.blogspot.com"&gt;DeeDee &lt;/a&gt;I now know how to change the aperture, adjust the shutter speed, focus on an object, and compose a shot like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/dayoneAuntLu%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/dayoneAuntLu%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been taking photography walks every evening when the light is best. Here are a few more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/dayoneAuntLu%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/dayoneAuntLu%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/dayoneAuntLu%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/dayoneAuntLu%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/dayoneAuntLu%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/dayoneAuntLu%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114625344669924854?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114625344669924854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114625344669924854' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114625344669924854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114625344669924854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/04/photography-walk.html' title='photography walk'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114566663224996376</id><published>2006-04-21T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T17:14:01.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OPENING SOON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Move in day is right around the corner (we hope) and we're all very excited. Their are still quite a few thing that need to get done as you can see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0132.0.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114566663224996376?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114566663224996376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114566663224996376' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114566663224996376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114566663224996376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/04/opening-soon.html' title='OPENING SOON!'/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114512161821553993</id><published>2006-04-15T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T17:12:05.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_Aaron.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_Aaron.0.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spring Break Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Noah is feeling much better and is ready to go back to school. I'm sure this is a spring break he won't soon forget. Aaron on the other hand would like a few more weeks of hanging out with his friends and skateboard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what do you think of this picture? It was taken with my new camera and edited with the help of Deedee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114512161821553993?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114512161821553993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114512161821553993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114512161821553993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114512161821553993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-break-part-2-noah-is-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114487940769801650</id><published>2006-04-12T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T19:24:23.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;SPRING BREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_0011.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well the boys are on spring break and Aarons having a great time hanging out with his best friend Jake. Noah on the other hand is NOT  a "happy camper". He's been sick since spring break started and as you can see by the look on his face he's not happy about me taking his picture. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114487940769801650?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114487940769801650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114487940769801650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114487940769801650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114487940769801650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-break-well-boys-are-on-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114446080118686239</id><published>2006-04-07T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:49:33.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It' Baseball Season&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/img003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/img004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's Aarons baseball team that Glenns coaching. It's been a tough start, two of their pitchers are out with a broken foot and a broken arm. Aaron has been trying to fill in but it hasn't been easy since he usually plays first base. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114446080118686239?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114446080118686239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114446080118686239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114446080118686239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114446080118686239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-baseball-season-heres-aarons.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114386203605953864</id><published>2006-03-31T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T11:21:26.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NEW BUILDING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/Building%20elevation%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/Building%20elevation%20%282%29.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If all goes as planned The Cabinet Shop will be moving to it's new location in Casrtoville around the end of May. Glenn and his business partner Jeff are at the end of a not so fun experience of having a building built. I will keep you updated on the progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114386203605953864?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114386203605953864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114386203605953864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114386203605953864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114386203605953864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-building-if-all-goes-as-planned.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114385648793888248</id><published>2006-03-31T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:38:21.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="80" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/320/IMG_1066.jpg" width="57" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Visit from The Cobb Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week has been great fun for us. Dede, Brent and Sarah came for a visit from Colorado. Sarah is 5 months old and as cute as can be. She is with out a doubt the best baby EVER! She only cries when she's tired or hungry, and her big smile can melt your heart. She had us all wraped around her finger in a matter of minutes. Noah &amp;amp; Aaron loved hanging out with her and making her laugh (which wasn't hard to do). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114385648793888248?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114385648793888248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114385648793888248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114385648793888248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114385648793888248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/03/visit-from-cobb-family-this-week-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24795972.post-114342015387146655</id><published>2006-03-26T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:34:10.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/SanJuan%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/SanJuan%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging for the Grimes 4 - Lori, Glenn, Noah and Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron started little league today. He's in the majors for the Cardinals. He lost his first game - he was not happy but he went 2 for 2 at bat. Noah is in a band called &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/switchsyndrome"&gt;Sw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/switchsyndrome"&gt;itch Sy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/switchsyndrome"&gt;ndrome&lt;/a&gt; which plays "screamo". It makes my ears hurt but they're good if you like that kind of stuff. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/1600/switch%20syndrome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8038/2577/200/switch%20syndrome.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn is still singing with the &lt;a href="http://theramblersband.com"&gt;Ramblers&lt;/a&gt;. I call it his de-stressing hobby that pays! He's also in the process of building a new building for the &lt;a href="http://thecabinetshop.net"&gt;Cabinet Shop&lt;/a&gt; which is in it's 12th year of business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still doing the bookeeping for the Cabinet Shop which Glenn is a partner in and I'm also working part time at Monterey Medical Society as their bookeeper. In my spare time I am anxiously awaiting the birth of my niece who I hope to spend a lot of time with next year (due in July). I hope this blog keeps my friends and family informed about our lives. Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24795972-114342015387146655?l=grimes4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/feeds/114342015387146655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24795972&amp;postID=114342015387146655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114342015387146655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24795972/posts/default/114342015387146655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grimes4.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-blogging-for-grimes-4-lori-glenn.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Grimes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtUGb_tC3kM/TxHbu5nYmLI/AAAAAAAABXA/0puNLIMf8V0/s220/IMG_6425.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
