tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10824123402857871892024-02-18T23:24:44.134-08:00Mandy's BlogSimply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-44289120478003278872008-12-27T20:46:00.001-08:002008-12-27T21:18:42.673-08:00Paybacks!!!!Hey! Check out this awesome link! This is a video of my boss, Rob Hamann, and his kids Christina & Anthony. You have GOT to see this!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amfam.com/images/agent_dm/RGH002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 144px;" src="http://www.amfam.com/images/agent_dm/RGH002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> Comments are greatly appreciated!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />~Mandy<br /><br />www.elfyourself.com/view/ND7shjeFJlsSimply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-83678209744781577352008-09-21T09:10:00.000-07:002008-09-21T09:43:19.744-07:00Last Weekend!I haven't updated my blog in a long time, so I had some extra time today and thought I'd do it. I tried uploading some of these pictures on Facebook awhile back and it never worked, so I thought I'd post some pictures here. I'm also waiting on pictures from Tera so when I get those I'll have to post them too.<br /><br />Last weekend was the St. Louis screening for the movie Illegal Hope! We had a few friends come from out of town to be here for it. That made it extra special. Sage and Tera Dahlby came all the way from Oklahoma for just a weekend, Hans and Helena Bluedorn came from Illinois, David Ingrassano came from California, and Mr. Morris, Bethany, and Anna came from Oklahoma for just 1 day! I sure would say we have some really nice friends.<br />The screening was nice, but not as many people showed up as I was hoping, but that's alright. I'm over it now. :-)<br /><br />I'll post some pictures that I took. There isn't many.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDZqX04Mhe9ThKrpklKlAaWILDLFXsc1RqF_Ta5-QHOf896L3JHXa6n2jmuIsYPOhnLrNGQWMT3AisNOh7APWvyptYFSU-5o3ls53OHbNc0eS74NkjFVR21ieEo_smqR9dpWV896QvUzw/s1600-h/fun+weekend+022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDZqX04Mhe9ThKrpklKlAaWILDLFXsc1RqF_Ta5-QHOf896L3JHXa6n2jmuIsYPOhnLrNGQWMT3AisNOh7APWvyptYFSU-5o3ls53OHbNc0eS74NkjFVR21ieEo_smqR9dpWV896QvUzw/s320/fun+weekend+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248509307081452530" border="0" /></a> Anna, Bethany, and Danielle waiting around.<br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisekktZuTUgJ_T2hxuuPkvHGbDVhGFZk4KpfqTh2EtE7jaB_IiIBhkgtJvduCH_3E6LNbBLOyjrMMQ4fliOKf669WDsEZdKCtTJ2InprNaM2FtX-zMc10bSUO-KK8DZa65qHWfbr39mIk/s1600-h/fun+weekend+025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisekktZuTUgJ_T2hxuuPkvHGbDVhGFZk4KpfqTh2EtE7jaB_IiIBhkgtJvduCH_3E6LNbBLOyjrMMQ4fliOKf669WDsEZdKCtTJ2InprNaM2FtX-zMc10bSUO-KK8DZa65qHWfbr39mIk/s320/fun+weekend+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248509888767773250" border="0" /></a><br /> Tera and Me after she did my hair.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpxxpudoIGfwlx_EfYUX_t5CtltJcsAIUFOYqUAtWigxzWfohmUSfjmTLFdICRSxWEKVnUKuerNGw4hroCNDOLtaMAXTQTK3GsomxlYnC6V0OfkGO56TZ1unZIozrS0VxQNmX2JFcVaNI/s1600-h/fun+weekend+026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpxxpudoIGfwlx_EfYUX_t5CtltJcsAIUFOYqUAtWigxzWfohmUSfjmTLFdICRSxWEKVnUKuerNGw4hroCNDOLtaMAXTQTK3GsomxlYnC6V0OfkGO56TZ1unZIozrS0VxQNmX2JFcVaNI/s320/fun+weekend+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248510119339948514" border="0" /></a><br /> Hans and Helena waiting for us all to get ready.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCmx59dr2XiR_p9H2ZibW80RE56F6w6HkUEZg_VR5OuRi4c19xiNwFgiPjM8h-dBMdUfljoszFeUWHIirBPpR36mJoY4etgOMNKxCLuQnUiScY8lRzzFgk8LXif_BrBWDGwK6lHtm2G8I/s1600-h/fun+weekend+027.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCmx59dr2XiR_p9H2ZibW80RE56F6w6HkUEZg_VR5OuRi4c19xiNwFgiPjM8h-dBMdUfljoszFeUWHIirBPpR36mJoY4etgOMNKxCLuQnUiScY8lRzzFgk8LXif_BrBWDGwK6lHtm2G8I/s320/fun+weekend+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248510477619570754" border="0" /></a> Mr. Morris, relaxing!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaWMmetINv1f4i_EMsruNh5-IgtK0XJ0-Sz_qu2QeD0SHMLeZ-lNtI3GS-RRNuEATy0wva1FVmE9qjCLULzDdtWT920YzmILFPLmI_kiM5bZClrp6Xz0znaBkvWoaI2JdCEtbU_BR4mgc/s1600-h/fun+weekend+031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaWMmetINv1f4i_EMsruNh5-IgtK0XJ0-Sz_qu2QeD0SHMLeZ-lNtI3GS-RRNuEATy0wva1FVmE9qjCLULzDdtWT920YzmILFPLmI_kiM5bZClrp6Xz0znaBkvWoaI2JdCEtbU_BR4mgc/s320/fun+weekend+031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248510980752011122" border="0" /></a> Helena, Emily, Sage, David, Mandy, Edie, and Tera at Culvers after the screening.<br /><br /><br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPf_fRMzD-LWyRUvB4YKs2XkjuRqz1zPytX1ISDa_JKi5R7gcdkUIn05xTyOu7cqQkBLfchGPjsyHiQk3WOdhRg1YC2g_Ui4lHXJW0g6azWObJ8q5kgNf0wlzYe1_MGgj2tUJt1TYdU_I/s1600-h/fun+weekend+032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPf_fRMzD-LWyRUvB4YKs2XkjuRqz1zPytX1ISDa_JKi5R7gcdkUIn05xTyOu7cqQkBLfchGPjsyHiQk3WOdhRg1YC2g_Ui4lHXJW0g6azWObJ8q5kgNf0wlzYe1_MGgj2tUJt1TYdU_I/s320/fun+weekend+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248511259022138402" border="0" /></a> Bethany, Mr. Morris, Anna, Hans, Ryan, and part of Helena at Culvers.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj96nu-pQ8ALeHZRGxJ6XLUCNpoS-HUP0HIwQniKMo6gvEcBvHjMdeEvsZLt72_JpH2_JzRzylWq_J4nolq5UBPw0lZ9cxHQwaOCn1vyhZ8pOQ1nbbdcZxECRpW8aP5VvmnJpA1Ft-8vhI/s1600-h/fun+weekend+035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj96nu-pQ8ALeHZRGxJ6XLUCNpoS-HUP0HIwQniKMo6gvEcBvHjMdeEvsZLt72_JpH2_JzRzylWq_J4nolq5UBPw0lZ9cxHQwaOCn1vyhZ8pOQ1nbbdcZxECRpW8aP5VvmnJpA1Ft-8vhI/s320/fun+weekend+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248511599520541090" border="0" /></a> Bob and Angela<br /> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwYAC1yQa27aj2bBFhX2cBV6JVLTQj68SCYCxCTsFGnQOC3SjQNEcR6K8xipLEegL1rALhQA9g_v6ILdElQBUvZQey3w46KT9jhHIfNBS39OdwtdrNHle0ofu4RH9E8kZkHOZPCItVFnU/s1600-h/fun+weekend+036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwYAC1yQa27aj2bBFhX2cBV6JVLTQj68SCYCxCTsFGnQOC3SjQNEcR6K8xipLEegL1rALhQA9g_v6ILdElQBUvZQey3w46KT9jhHIfNBS39OdwtdrNHle0ofu4RH9E8kZkHOZPCItVFnU/s320/fun+weekend+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248512610371427762" border="0" /></a> Helena, as cute as usual.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipNx7bDS_NpCLbU0wgCDWwruE8a8lyh2QkomQn9lfIQgPCj9g_OD1fQi1ueRNrf0zncc__5uqfCzGlui6hTt2Ad0zztJvVu5j-CbvMIBK7-_O8OV9GmnqJy8vZE24RewsdMr9CTpr8YjE/s1600-h/fun+weekend+048.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipNx7bDS_NpCLbU0wgCDWwruE8a8lyh2QkomQn9lfIQgPCj9g_OD1fQi1ueRNrf0zncc__5uqfCzGlui6hTt2Ad0zztJvVu5j-CbvMIBK7-_O8OV9GmnqJy8vZE24RewsdMr9CTpr8YjE/s320/fun+weekend+048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248512956116793090" border="0" /></a> "Y"<br /> Tera and Hans making a dreadful noise... I mean joyful.<br /> (I'm totally joking! it sounded really good!)Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-22689320214270013542007-12-18T16:02:00.001-08:002007-12-18T16:25:10.682-08:00Friends For a Lifetime!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMZVQMzwaxR2jCEI1Kcf6nJmFdZxjMWV0GBxZC7C2_iNlJEKiWToEJz-RF59CLDZFhNtIjhavBgOLY_0Mc6L-ZhpIPcozLGFdAZ67xjHFomELPNcEDAs0kV554-WIh3T36Vj0nvm2Oks/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMZVQMzwaxR2jCEI1Kcf6nJmFdZxjMWV0GBxZC7C2_iNlJEKiWToEJz-RF59CLDZFhNtIjhavBgOLY_0Mc6L-ZhpIPcozLGFdAZ67xjHFomELPNcEDAs0kV554-WIh3T36Vj0nvm2Oks/s320/ShoppingwMandy+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145470397912658098" border="0" /></a><br />Today was a day that we were able to spend with our good friend Mandy Culwell. She homeschooled with us for a few years and she has been friends with us for awhile. Today, we went to the mall and met her there and we all went shopping and just hung out catching up since we hadn't seen each other in awhile. We had a blast and took a lot of silly pictures that I thought I'd post for fun.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNNMrXyy_jZnWwTSbeQIHDWdBkrEP-gnczLIr7cMaouW07kA91wG1gVv8C0LpCp-TuS7oGPRHi_wlBXzoOKC_dvhXkC8iZbLEZPs_pewalKwRxe6ddOPHeXQhgcW9mG0n6TeJMUHbOR6c/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNNMrXyy_jZnWwTSbeQIHDWdBkrEP-gnczLIr7cMaouW07kA91wG1gVv8C0LpCp-TuS7oGPRHi_wlBXzoOKC_dvhXkC8iZbLEZPs_pewalKwRxe6ddOPHeXQhgcW9mG0n6TeJMUHbOR6c/s320/ShoppingwMandy+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145470775869780162" border="0" /></a>We were shopping at Claire's and saw these eyemasks and decided to take a picture!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL-iBhKg4Kgmu_XNU8Glt_Qfq-YTw1Vmog0uHKRh9BW_q8p9oZnxHmT18xajkr2HIUtbETyQuMdoQZ2-Ws1FM-qM4rUep3cxueBRw6t7a_7zAirytvnLGqBVespGGCUPZ7jmFFU3JdNGU/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL-iBhKg4Kgmu_XNU8Glt_Qfq-YTw1Vmog0uHKRh9BW_q8p9oZnxHmT18xajkr2HIUtbETyQuMdoQZ2-Ws1FM-qM4rUep3cxueBRw6t7a_7zAirytvnLGqBVespGGCUPZ7jmFFU3JdNGU/s320/ShoppingwMandy+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145470999208079570" border="0" /></a><br />We bought some goofy earrings and decided to take some pictures in them. :-D Don't we look like PC? :-D<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgK5hpOudmV-SS3fhefKmdU_ppLD_JpJVo19ws4O116wV5m1PwSqjycUlWOTYPZbNDVPvwULItkRSC77k0tp5dhJrbiK7kEBzzKiizKHnb_r37OPlSu8Ac0VwHus92Ds7m22hX72dAi94/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgK5hpOudmV-SS3fhefKmdU_ppLD_JpJVo19ws4O116wV5m1PwSqjycUlWOTYPZbNDVPvwULItkRSC77k0tp5dhJrbiK7kEBzzKiizKHnb_r37OPlSu8Ac0VwHus92Ds7m22hX72dAi94/s320/ShoppingwMandy+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145471359985332450" border="0" /></a><br />I saw a picture like this at Applebee's last night and wanted to try it with us three... So we did!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0whAyYg_HwOH_ei0g_nJ9yC8GD3_DtamNy_MjoNR3Lnf3ld2NtjURU_M-cD5dBZHUuY8_o4PyFvU0S2O-tQxxn-i0MZBrzV_XRKm2uakFVno8LPPm2ZHKC5gl5CxgJpFsoYIdEx3VtFY/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0whAyYg_HwOH_ei0g_nJ9yC8GD3_DtamNy_MjoNR3Lnf3ld2NtjURU_M-cD5dBZHUuY8_o4PyFvU0S2O-tQxxn-i0MZBrzV_XRKm2uakFVno8LPPm2ZHKC5gl5CxgJpFsoYIdEx3VtFY/s320/ShoppingwMandy+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145471729352519922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">There's another!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_d9bvmtJO7vd6HEPs6jt0_KQTuAiI2RME-poGoN07lJtrmtiL_9pJuV6AZZRGfIDztl4V1pF0FGE7DDLHieNTOmeX4hVfJ3fgmgMiOgVoVoVQrNBjZ_G1OpwCPWThFuR_SNNp1pINgKE/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_d9bvmtJO7vd6HEPs6jt0_KQTuAiI2RME-poGoN07lJtrmtiL_9pJuV6AZZRGfIDztl4V1pF0FGE7DDLHieNTOmeX4hVfJ3fgmgMiOgVoVoVQrNBjZ_G1OpwCPWThFuR_SNNp1pINgKE/s320/ShoppingwMandy+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145472094424740098" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhror0_zBx0AL14gLJaVyU8kR6NqY4nMRJW0Ksf2pUz-f8GHzDvgWtHl6AIkEQVvTTbQwM3zEh7Jb-pSg1CP-qhaw4RhF8H6qit_HCR6sYTauFDD4uJvuMDoX1hTi1Z2CqUN5TIpnbWWLU/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhror0_zBx0AL14gLJaVyU8kR6NqY4nMRJW0Ksf2pUz-f8GHzDvgWtHl6AIkEQVvTTbQwM3zEh7Jb-pSg1CP-qhaw4RhF8H6qit_HCR6sYTauFDD4uJvuMDoX1hTi1Z2CqUN5TIpnbWWLU/s320/ShoppingwMandy+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145472450907025682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Okay, it's getting old now!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoU4Z2w5z8UmGdRbZ5y0fCPunBPBnK4eP9rQqExTOBkImuPnOGll6GOZtSNrgJcf_Ify44P6cV3hQeBEEpdejZJqvz_l7P_9xnVrj6prNKNN085LXHP5UIDdwBpzz04nW7WcKrbqHGNPA/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoU4Z2w5z8UmGdRbZ5y0fCPunBPBnK4eP9rQqExTOBkImuPnOGll6GOZtSNrgJcf_Ify44P6cV3hQeBEEpdejZJqvz_l7P_9xnVrj6prNKNN085LXHP5UIDdwBpzz04nW7WcKrbqHGNPA/s320/ShoppingwMandy+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145472858928918818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLnmjiFJpKMK1c77_DyIEn_SjmhFS4mNgG-P5v0FSeuFyevxGAFgVmcl0ZVN83gqKiz7XxdfIX0GyMSnt8pAr_HQtYnHIfvCoeW5j-oVAB_-FVgt6Ll1IVN_IDpcY4cSH3BRE4HVeIY18/s1600-h/ShoppingwMandy+017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLnmjiFJpKMK1c77_DyIEn_SjmhFS4mNgG-P5v0FSeuFyevxGAFgVmcl0ZVN83gqKiz7XxdfIX0GyMSnt8pAr_HQtYnHIfvCoeW5j-oVAB_-FVgt6Ll1IVN_IDpcY4cSH3BRE4HVeIY18/s320/ShoppingwMandy+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145473301310550322" border="0" /></a>So, as you can see, we had a great day just hanging out!!!<br /></div>Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-88200857870238122162007-12-02T13:41:00.001-08:002007-12-02T14:25:43.434-08:002007 Homeschool Christmas Ball<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" >2007 Homeschool Christmas Ball</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Well, Just two days ago, I found out about this Christmas ball and how you learn to dance and just have a good time! It sounded like a lot of fun! Danielle was in Mexico so I would have had to go alone, unless I found someone to ride with. The Mckinnons were nice enough to let me ride with them. Having all of this set up, I still wasn't sure if I was going to go. I didn't have a dress. So, yesterday, the day of the ball, I went to several resale shops and finally found a dress that I liked! I had to wait most of the day to decide if I was going to the ball because the weather was really bad. So, after realizing that the weather was safe enough to drive, I went shopping for my dress and realized I didn't have Danielle there to do my hair like she normally would. So, I got on the phone, called the Ascher's and asked them if I could come over with hair accessories and have one of them do my hair. It all ended up working out perfectly with about an hour to sit and relax. It was so fun getting ready and having all the help that I got.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrHCVZRiwChHjIjQI7fMZSYCyOUsWWjOyjF_5Trz86YPM72mWJLTBu_hjC9nl7fjqOTTBg-AMN8O42CVkJfmWR869MwainDbmjx5RLzNVsJKxdtC8uVxPQU8lPPeWPHWkqq30KCbKxmEA/s1600-r/IMG_6234.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9FnkiBpZFKQBTIET9GOZIesiNrwoPJo0-9tHRNJf-A1ep4iIAeBoEMMzuYaJ5qmFgX-vkf0nbTszsK-GDAcJMLFtOzYFFEm4FpZGwzlnj9cLx6ya7MqUS7MeXmsjjCcCdKpsaCPc_qw/s320/IMG_6234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139495564186919426" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> Audra, Cheryl, Kayla, Me, and Bethany</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" >(The only people (and their families) at the ball that I knew)</span><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Then, at the ball, things got delayed since some of the demonstrators were late. So, we ate dinner there and just hung around and talked. Finally, the dancing started. I was in the bathroom with Cheryl so we came out late and we had to be partners since we were the only ones left. I was the guy! :-D "I look much more like a man."</span></span><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchbRG4yCvD0d930Pqz2xe8GhIUsmNs79mrAx95Yl_NUSD6-u1VJhR5D1BdQ9r_OephAOtrt_EB-1qb1vSt2aVJ0gd5SVe9ld3Vwu4T-PaIZUVWw-EplOmRTQ-xZFUujZFKR8BwqrnaHI/s1600-r/IMG_6257.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyyekXhygIjBacuhaWe_23ONB28flUfFs8nH_Mit6OTqA2-CexiAURPxeLRU3rraplHLCpngHcHx2jCy7pEjvJpFXLkbjmdnVUL1F_vbJ4A4FRFUgGOknZRCFggytqwzHGAWPZ2kmQ_hw/s320/IMG_6257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139496582094168594" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">We had to keep partners for the first few dances so Cheryl and I made a great couple. After that, I had a few guys ask me to dance for the rest of the evening, including Johnny Thrower. ;-) It was fun. I had never done any ECD before so I was lost for most of the dances.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinj3oFkTSX423KE68CVrrSZ3EKts2zQBzvWx6rD6KG3omMekvX8F4Gh3Q6l2WojbXI1CV6TTPLB9RUsGMeyCYg23Jpam69KrDt8evoVeTHg4Y_5smNBUztLmq0eLBjMmOIvrWeyNFGrqU/s1600-r/IMG_6295.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZL0nrebvhAp8Ug0lDO1yIiAohIap7QXhCdgYEXshuEuPnz7zs60eZErBDQFe2TxpxKpzyNDP6mualCQWrn8JRHDqj8v5Ho8KGOpClULm9N6FQt3EEUKy6LLKCDx4uYt1YjyGQSJ_lsY/s320/IMG_6295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139501156234338914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> One of my partners, Josh, was really good so that was nice to actually look like I knew what I was doing since he knew.</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDs6CQzTZ2GCy-mD857C6dMuW4sQTI8EIXBBw_PuegO5ziX4CM2ba0a-tPH22WWmgmeCgeo0fVEBk6_ZMCi2MrjLNqhM-CNCKDtukRbuqu00HltlfgiSk-CH14qrL_viTVhyphenhyphenHHnMqQlM/s1600-r/IMG_6294.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs-JoRtklYJL_cxQlhl3sSqh2a1KiKzANzdvr3G6YJCBeddXutUdS8ZvKDrgU6WeFuAMu-XV_7VOe8sEM8bpiexeSvBflEcyLlQjrZbZJC2zKFXxvglzU_2LN7-4bn9YSS7rl-CXl83cM/s320/IMG_6294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139500189866697298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >Me, dancing with Josh. </span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"> I had another partner, Steve, who had no idea how to do the dances so we made a great pair. We were both able to laugh it off when we messed up. </span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhwhCpDKjrrYlvv53RO9QcjWxpujaFLWdOjjwp68En4m_f4_ZPgrvJobGdWJNq7Vn0iLGjXIeSWpX-uFUbHRVW3HuR_eVlx00YHbVbju_8LkgjfSB0uEcBEhfNl0Yza2W3kL-kc4oVV_w/s1600-r/IMG_6276.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOgvNQH1P7jzBRdeluKyJBg6ZPoOtgsUhZT0n2mFjBiLYKtzQHjDm-pgKSIJOSayg1wXZ0pC6vG9OipL9crLk46-tbW42pcZKMIPtwg2WCkFFbbspQPPQbrmqUWMgBxATvZ6mJpe8XwU/s320/IMG_6276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139498334440825394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >Steve is in the bright blue shirt. </span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I had a really great night! It was my first time and I am looking forward to going again next year. Everyone was homeschooled and almost everyone seemed to be "like minded". It was so much fun!</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifglOTnmXo1ECMPJhASkZs-knwNQApVqZBxEXCwI_lNBA536lbSjYmipVuXiT4DajWvja2WqtsLW2_NpOnkFPQYv42fWRBpcvO28uH9WC96A0cIjOS4M4pU9j8bn2SYFBK8WkCwOYSwWU/s1600-r/IMG_6269.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidIXyPuj_WXMQie4BHsJv5rg2khl6Qmcg19Y0hqKOOD1HSvQuRGXFZsymi1jqqCHgyUYHyL1WXSfHG6Sg5Td3IpAJlIF7gvm-ZG3zERJEdNTmms3Dwxj_KY_YRCBBtnzqpyquAd5JLyKU/s320/IMG_6269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139497943598801442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju0S4jBrSxAYkCstO77lKpFq2AeMHUuOBTXwFH2y1apeoIAd54Ru7ZTXIo7VP7IODwF9zJ8hF6RwfXO0NvMtJ_xt7V6bMCCl8n7TQIyJeZRn5sN6jVoiQGPFbJ8u3rTKewJ4QoDKZQigo/s1600-r/IMG_6296.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLyvynm_KETkHMEBnU4_3WeVse-xaj0-khEraG25ALX3ta-gRxABTN0uVYRoVVkYr2EMK_3my9hs9jQaexiBgNWbgSbKOIZjYrs4cLXckP8Wxy55ffpreBHRtA8qqKVkSyFXmwZygic8/s320/IMG_6296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139502595048383090" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASKQj9UmASloQiAw-ikr35tJhdzFSMu-V-_Z6u7AY170LQGzPmvzP9_Qlr03GIQ0B6FeOmkRdMbNvZfofOixsjMUY7V7KcAtFoRbptP_eWkk1w8aHMhKc3t90ahdhwweexjZ5bRkKBig/s1600-r/IMG_6287.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6LODsk7N_6tPkwg4ss7Ime2j_PBMwgcDLQUtxamC7CCwDeJeW8Nrq0KfbyfZmhjFGV1FQvya50EPgkmB_073kPxexnAEMp4UiS8-iaSG42LOLWk9XUUOqQtcN1ll7poslb0OH9quA6Po/s320/IMG_6287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139499837679379010" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A short clip of some of the dancing can be found here: http://picasaweb.google.com/littlemisstape/GeorgeWashingtonSpectacularChristmasBall/photo?authkey=xXav7GQR9oM#5139298388070927394</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">That was from when I was with the good dancer! :-D lol </span></span>Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-77518632523248531362007-10-14T07:12:00.001-07:002007-10-14T07:42:15.897-07:00Dancing With Angels Movie Premiere!Well, It finally happened!!! "Dancing With Angels" is now completely finished and we held our movie premiere on October 7th, 2007 at the Realm! We had about 138 people show up to see the movie. I was very pleased with the turnout and was so thankful to see that my mom's great desire had been accomplished. (only through Christ though)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/1519974181_66584a40d6_s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/1519974181_66584a40d6_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>When people first started showing up, I was feeling stressed, excited, nervous, and everything else! Then, I was talking to my grandpa, and as I was talking, I started thinking about my mom and how this was a big day for us, and she wasn't there. I found Mrs. Ascher (like a mom to me) and just started crying on her shoulder, and of course she knew what was wrong. It was just so hard to do all of this without my mom. The same thing happened with graduation. Mrs. Ascher told me that night, "I guess you'll have to elope"... since that would be the easy way out!<br />After crying it out, I was good to go for the rest of the night!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2073/1519901877_d82b3fbaf8_s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2073/1519901877_d82b3fbaf8_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>While we played the movie, I sat next to Sage and John and we talked through the whole movie. It seemed strange to watch ourselves and our project so we tried to distract ourselves! Now that I remember, that was the first time that we had watched the movie together. We had seen it separately on our own, but never together. It was just a very special night.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stephenschuknecht/1519820241/in/set-72157600828072395/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stephenschuknecht/1519820241/in/set-72157600828072395/" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1orR2MMybIQEULFohjdgr7-vLCzNqc1aTnmuiGMpIXVvQOUhGK9M5GtpDxtrb7_kRMdgju5E8YsgjhqXVXZORNB2GeDZ-Ek2KRhZQphoV89FsVkKNgTebEBZNYMDNJk1b9TwHlpxxRE/s1600-h/p17IMG0001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1orR2MMybIQEULFohjdgr7-vLCzNqc1aTnmuiGMpIXVvQOUhGK9M5GtpDxtrb7_kRMdgju5E8YsgjhqXVXZORNB2GeDZ-Ek2KRhZQphoV89FsVkKNgTebEBZNYMDNJk1b9TwHlpxxRE/s320/p17IMG0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121196062487276658" border="0" /></a>After the movie was over, we had the reception with cookies and punch. The Hunt girls and Kayla Mckinnon were such a big hep with that! Then, we started having tons of people come up to us asking us to autograph their Dvds. That was hilarious to me!<br />Some people bought the movie and had us autograph it so that they could put it in the Christian library not too far away.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Ihfe_XGlT8mjY9z7yYWlQKNdwDlJI_c15MCPav2n4V-BwympYy7ttB7uldedA44I509BKpCPXAwHD3_AzAaAHPk2dFoxgLrdH4EjzDK5Wo37qDeqGVQaLwlWNPGgzTzun1dkJag4leY/s1600-h/p16IMG0001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Ihfe_XGlT8mjY9z7yYWlQKNdwDlJI_c15MCPav2n4V-BwympYy7ttB7uldedA44I509BKpCPXAwHD3_AzAaAHPk2dFoxgLrdH4EjzDK5Wo37qDeqGVQaLwlWNPGgzTzun1dkJag4leY/s320/p16IMG0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121195886393617506" border="0" /></a><br />I know that I'm really going to miss this project. I already do miss it. Everyone was so much fun and a real blessing. I remember back at how it all happened and am just so blown away that God pulled it together. If I had never gotten on HSA, then I would never met John Naylor, then I would have never had help with the movie, therefore it would have never happened. God is truly amazing!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQfdBt6N9kK048-mbapxhxknkVuhFQDe_LymJUnDqVQwAVaQi3k8WgIVe5qKoCa9oApdoCJBF26Q2OJBfst4FAlGT41eeU-KnMRRu07ysKvusYcb7yik_EElQ_qun55XxfUGPWNR3mQaI/s1600-h/p15IMG0001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQfdBt6N9kK048-mbapxhxknkVuhFQDe_LymJUnDqVQwAVaQi3k8WgIVe5qKoCa9oApdoCJBF26Q2OJBfst4FAlGT41eeU-KnMRRu07ysKvusYcb7yik_EElQ_qun55XxfUGPWNR3mQaI/s320/p15IMG0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121195650170416210" border="0" /></a><br />So, now I'm just praying about future film ideas and I'm waiting on God!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsZ03ZeD5zuvvc1wrTIHPYM2KP00A_VlDVyzn5qvGoMwUmAHxhBGm8JXMFLYblbUcXTAMOeZbdPnq76rO99A-cKVJxP5zcObQeDGhgs7p_zipxBdPlmI98Jejo5N3i3Y0CAhLIrByUFs/s1600-h/p1IMG0001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsZ03ZeD5zuvvc1wrTIHPYM2KP00A_VlDVyzn5qvGoMwUmAHxhBGm8JXMFLYblbUcXTAMOeZbdPnq76rO99A-cKVJxP5zcObQeDGhgs7p_zipxBdPlmI98Jejo5N3i3Y0CAhLIrByUFs/s320/p1IMG0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121195508436495426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGj6H_ccTW3QWpWlkjTaWjQDqBEK-d9tAY3c3703uUoJyHqUzsOW8yINrsNq9OshMC2mfDBJu6xk_OfBYdaVIETYgiBeZZ7pLu0RYRtTIH-uIBX1aVoQWPousDa8QUb0-cOMlCjzK39M/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGj6H_ccTW3QWpWlkjTaWjQDqBEK-d9tAY3c3703uUoJyHqUzsOW8yINrsNq9OshMC2mfDBJu6xk_OfBYdaVIETYgiBeZZ7pLu0RYRtTIH-uIBX1aVoQWPousDa8QUb0-cOMlCjzK39M/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121195323752901682" border="0" /></a>Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-41493619951134699032007-09-10T06:56:00.002-07:002007-09-10T07:56:54.893-07:00Trip to Branson!Well, we made it home from Branson! On the day of the get-together, we planned to meet everyone at noon. Since Danielle and I were staying at an empty house, Rob invited us to come early and help him shop for groceries for lunch. We did that, and we also saw the place he works and the gym he teaches at. It was fun. Since it rained a whole bunch that day, we had to come up with a new plan for our day. We couldn't go camping/swimming anymore. So, Rob, Philip, and I all talked on our phones (3-way calling) and we figured something out. We went to the Landing and started out in Bass Pro Shop, somewhere indoors! :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiWQ5hdKldvP84FAzTLOb9O_1lqx4Gg6gmwqRyTNdMgZwI2rWkBE5wE3SdQAkeb_xjUaQrspAE2DJ798NZqJuqdZ4mVtqA8DLwGXrLmqePeKbINM6_vGYsS8TiOgRI4s43XxDoDwqTA1M/s1600-h/Branson+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiWQ5hdKldvP84FAzTLOb9O_1lqx4Gg6gmwqRyTNdMgZwI2rWkBE5wE3SdQAkeb_xjUaQrspAE2DJ798NZqJuqdZ4mVtqA8DLwGXrLmqePeKbINM6_vGYsS8TiOgRI4s43XxDoDwqTA1M/s320/Branson+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108581526248199090" border="0" /></a>Here's a picture of everyone on the 4 wheelers! It was kind of funny!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_frmb1zO6O_fYuINbU4JKcMH4I-iK0j1zhVGW50hf0JIp-u6JDc2LRa8txkzq_t-UYNPcxFBkdGsQbZ3UzZV5mfuLs89WSUl1Xp3VzPx0omFEQaFamxFgxBIGmRz59x_-RtcJHqPEeJQ/s1600-h/Branson+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_frmb1zO6O_fYuINbU4JKcMH4I-iK0j1zhVGW50hf0JIp-u6JDc2LRa8txkzq_t-UYNPcxFBkdGsQbZ3UzZV5mfuLs89WSUl1Xp3VzPx0omFEQaFamxFgxBIGmRz59x_-RtcJHqPEeJQ/s320/Branson+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108580997967221666" border="0" /></a>After walking more at the Landing we just stood around and talked a lot. I guess that that's what us homeschoolers like to do. At every get-together, we do more taking then anything. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIC1XMAAFWn0m0_5kqwl72K-dtIEDkijXHYZho8rlq3Ryi8CT-2OHwG9B1g2iMDGk7SEPFhwUqkSMCp77v9fdDhHmrFd8RezTN1Gs5gWwKz-5faeL5DDnX0ahRCpEz-jSK0craVejUQ8/s1600-h/Branson+004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIC1XMAAFWn0m0_5kqwl72K-dtIEDkijXHYZho8rlq3Ryi8CT-2OHwG9B1g2iMDGk7SEPFhwUqkSMCp77v9fdDhHmrFd8RezTN1Gs5gWwKz-5faeL5DDnX0ahRCpEz-jSK0craVejUQ8/s320/Branson+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108580134678795154" border="0" /></a> James, Rob, Isaac<br /> Christa, Danielle, me, Philip<br /> Rowena, Chloe, Courtney, Linnae, Chanelle<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHG4QGrbieV7QMVW97oxmsmApXAd1UkKpjwRlCxXPy4i8EyQ-G0fpBl-VUVFU6EgRVLGE5fQLjssGx34JEW3D3ph902F-hoLYEN20blmX-CVvuoFcpsAghQMydHw3M9I1p9KhSHUu0_aU/s1600-h/100_2390.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHG4QGrbieV7QMVW97oxmsmApXAd1UkKpjwRlCxXPy4i8EyQ-G0fpBl-VUVFU6EgRVLGE5fQLjssGx34JEW3D3ph902F-hoLYEN20blmX-CVvuoFcpsAghQMydHw3M9I1p9KhSHUu0_aU/s320/100_2390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108579563448144770" border="0" /></a><br />Here, I was trying to stay dry from the rain, which wasn't working by the way, and Linnae decided to take a picture... :-P<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrowqPzL_LQnTKjoxRiezBOp_NikP23XtIVKECDxs2EcYjfveIatRVj_uXA8vofXtNaah1RJMXzzcvCrH0yNKAnvAErc3-N4jfWX0sNbDEiZzh-VDTKWeU026GTFpqMHT8V-qAGisFXQM/s1600-h/100_2392.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrowqPzL_LQnTKjoxRiezBOp_NikP23XtIVKECDxs2EcYjfveIatRVj_uXA8vofXtNaah1RJMXzzcvCrH0yNKAnvAErc3-N4jfWX0sNbDEiZzh-VDTKWeU026GTFpqMHT8V-qAGisFXQM/s320/100_2392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108579275685335922" border="0" /></a><br /> Rob, Philip, and me waiting for the light show at the fountain the come on. After all that waiting in the rain, it never ended up coming on. I did give everyone a big scare with the fountain. I wanted to throw a penny in so I got one out and turned around. As soon as I tossed it over my head, my phone started vibrating and ringing... so as I threw the penny I yelled, "My phone." (It scared me, by the vibrating) Everyone looked in the water. They thought I threw my phone. :-) LOL I didn't do it on purpose, but it was funny!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLF3sG26NBfFAdDkKQJ4NQKHZPkrycsXyMJPAVJotyIirjbreVlwaBAIveyd-cGG8GLVJdFhakoUmZC9cFBhVLZIVPirRLdHYGJpkBCfFFPRWc-VuUZE6tWStinvIJW-yC7seVV9blcY/s1600-h/100_2406.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLF3sG26NBfFAdDkKQJ4NQKHZPkrycsXyMJPAVJotyIirjbreVlwaBAIveyd-cGG8GLVJdFhakoUmZC9cFBhVLZIVPirRLdHYGJpkBCfFFPRWc-VuUZE6tWStinvIJW-yC7seVV9blcY/s320/100_2406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108578906318148450" border="0" /></a><br />All of us, trying to rock the dock! :) In the rain that is... Everything we did was in the rain, which made me feel gross all day long!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLkIUApktaKNlgD-FOL-3Mnv5XG0GVTlKU5fM62j9UaU9cR-T0qsh_OGTP1rYwg0-naK9faync7dbVHBulk9kh5-aZu2IzdUktYxx-xzMGoJH22f3ZetK3NNCIltV3coiJmAMYb1NZZg0/s1600-h/100_2408.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLkIUApktaKNlgD-FOL-3Mnv5XG0GVTlKU5fM62j9UaU9cR-T0qsh_OGTP1rYwg0-naK9faync7dbVHBulk9kh5-aZu2IzdUktYxx-xzMGoJH22f3ZetK3NNCIltV3coiJmAMYb1NZZg0/s320/100_2408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108578704454685522" border="0" /></a><br />Philip and Rob. (and my water bottle) Linnae took this while we were all in the parking lot. We would just wait to leave, and we ended up talking for about an hour or so before actually leaving.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVQr-olk0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/duOVuibodlA/s1600-h/Branson+005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVQr-olk0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/duOVuibodlA/s320/Branson+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108578068799525698" border="0" /></a><br />Linnae, I just couldn't pass up taking this shot! She was just being herself!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVQUuolkzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/l5MxZfMk-IA/s1600-h/Branson+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVQUuolkzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/l5MxZfMk-IA/s320/Branson+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577669367567154" border="0" /></a><br />Danielle and me. In the rain, drenched.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVP9eolkyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CDY_LQKgq5o/s1600-h/Branson+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVP9eolkyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CDY_LQKgq5o/s320/Branson+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577269935608610" border="0" /></a><br />We ate at Chili's for dinner. The waiter kept having to come and fill up Isaac's water, so he finally brought him out a pitcher with a straw! It gave us all a good laugh!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVPjuolkxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zT7zdm5_k8U/s1600-h/Branson+009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVPjuolkxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zT7zdm5_k8U/s320/Branson+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108576827553977106" border="0" /></a><br />This was one of the several attempts that I took to get a picture of my end of the table.<br />Philip, James, Linnae, and me (Danielle didn't make this one)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVO9-olkwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yyW72hCSfq0/s1600-h/Branson+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVO9-olkwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yyW72hCSfq0/s320/Branson+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108576179013915394" border="0" /></a><br />Philip or Danielle didn't make ths one! :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVOleolkvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wG6hrmrc-oc/s1600-h/Branson+011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVOleolkvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wG6hrmrc-oc/s320/Branson+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108575758107120370" border="0" /></a>Philip took this one and just about got all of us! :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVOBOolkuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hAk3M-KrbcE/s1600-h/100_2414.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVOBOolkuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hAk3M-KrbcE/s320/100_2414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108575135336862434" border="0" /></a><br />After we ate, we talked in the parking lot for about an hour, and then Rob and Alyson decided to do some gymnastics. They did hand stands, walkovers, and all kinds of stuff. It was rather funny. They both are talented though.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVN4eolktI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dlQK5IfZUHI/s1600-h/100_2411.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVN4eolktI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dlQK5IfZUHI/s320/100_2411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108574985013007058" border="0" /></a><br />After about 2 1/2 hours of talking and gymnastics, we finally got together for a group picture!<br /> Rob, Isaac, James, Philip<br /> Danielle, Alyson, Rowena, me, Linnae<br /><br />After we left the restaurant, we went back to Rob's place and all got online for a short time. We said hi to friends and then we had to head out.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJ2IATAlQy0j52BeYfNsHD_OC-UYtJ4uNPr1T1yCtcTOVqzOdaXYMVqkk_J2oce8DKEsAeQXIo6L_qaXmO2Eex1mjhUr4r0AOgxdF8wJsIQc-J3-knKoF10gMlj901EJp6pX2uchK3Oc/s1600-h/100_2422.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJ2IATAlQy0j52BeYfNsHD_OC-UYtJ4uNPr1T1yCtcTOVqzOdaXYMVqkk_J2oce8DKEsAeQXIo6L_qaXmO2Eex1mjhUr4r0AOgxdF8wJsIQc-J3-knKoF10gMlj901EJp6pX2uchK3Oc/s320/100_2422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108581848370746306" border="0" /></a><br />That night, we went to the Neighbor's house to sleep. Isaac drove Danielle and me there since Danielle was too tired to make it that far for how late it was. We slept really well! Then, we went to church with the Neighbor's at James River Assembly church. That was a giant church, but the message was great! On HSA I had talked to "Justin2media" a little bit but never though I'd ever meet him, but he ended up being the guy who films the church service so I met him and he asked if we all wanted to go out to lunch so we went to Braum's.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVNquolksI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OMx-RINqJ7Y/s1600-h/Branson+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVNquolksI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OMx-RINqJ7Y/s320/Branson+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108574748789805762" border="0" /></a><br />That was a lot of fun! We ate and talked and it was a nice way to end our trip!<br /> Justin, Philip, Isaac, Brian<br /> Me, Danielle, Linnae<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVNUuolkrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/edyN23THWJQ/s1600-h/Branson+013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yGvUWYJlURk/RuVNUuolkrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/edyN23THWJQ/s320/Branson+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108574370832683698" border="0" /></a><br />Then, we drove home! It was a fun trip! Very unplanned and spontaneous, but that's good to do every once in a while.Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-82031925084198217952007-08-25T08:59:00.000-07:002007-08-25T09:23:47.935-07:00Danielle...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCl6WEcPtq7D_kbb1tUGH8MNE8Br3LxnaIWsQ9gwbOOmY4rzNxi-T4nwr03S_hMUakRlYDUOMwuizpUA1OECreVPmUbqiGVl0YFDdtjnPTDnNfVaEXCWeagSf1zCtGO9QNiVkMl4zs4o/s1600-h/100_1329.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCl6WEcPtq7D_kbb1tUGH8MNE8Br3LxnaIWsQ9gwbOOmY4rzNxi-T4nwr03S_hMUakRlYDUOMwuizpUA1OECreVPmUbqiGVl0YFDdtjnPTDnNfVaEXCWeagSf1zCtGO9QNiVkMl4zs4o/s320/100_1329.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102668696311403042" border="0" /></a><br />Today is Danielle's 19th birthday! Danielle is my sister and she is my best friend! She is an extraordinary young lady. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8T2LgIO2xzkiK7FEQnV_nRs9Pb9d5SNxddpuv6XywZU5BUOlZHmbE_0OTM364pkmN4po6ag7pJA6ofez7izMCfRrFPUAOjgPlxLdgGAmmFdlD9xD-T4E3y274i46Dlpft6iP2vychb8g/s1600-h/New+116.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8T2LgIO2xzkiK7FEQnV_nRs9Pb9d5SNxddpuv6XywZU5BUOlZHmbE_0OTM364pkmN4po6ag7pJA6ofez7izMCfRrFPUAOjgPlxLdgGAmmFdlD9xD-T4E3y274i46Dlpft6iP2vychb8g/s320/New+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102669477995451026" border="0" /></a>Danielle is always telling me how funny I am. See, I may be funny, but Danielle is funny too! She is funny in her own way! I laugh just thinking about it. She gets this really funny face when she's rough-housing with people! She almost makes an underbit! It's hilarious, but also a joy to see!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAkgjeM32ua9fN_AIXF2cXvU7bLmURbCmF7eyXmrUd7RauGkcyNFCUUMxCEVudXRUzWz-fVWOac86i446X-YCQ3_dQvtuIe2I0aCPQsk56oM9NPpSzjsMP-DoW4Lr6Vcf52AFzvyhVp38/s1600-h/New+123-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAkgjeM32ua9fN_AIXF2cXvU7bLmURbCmF7eyXmrUd7RauGkcyNFCUUMxCEVudXRUzWz-fVWOac86i446X-YCQ3_dQvtuIe2I0aCPQsk56oM9NPpSzjsMP-DoW4Lr6Vcf52AFzvyhVp38/s320/New+123-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102669366326301314" border="0" /></a><br />Danielle also likes to squeeze my muslces in my arm. :D LOL She likes to squeeze them around and feel the juices! :D She claims that I'm the only one she can do that to because my muscles are small! :O<br />Can you believe she said that to me??? I have BIG muscles! :D LOL Okay, maybe not, but her muscle squeezing hurts, but it's SO funny, and she makes that underbite face!!! :D LOL<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ1GcJhqQJMc-41ubp3jiL0llOD6_Xee0-BFBVZ2Hbe2Plh72BafVVMXoRK2Tmf9j4X-yMiZkTZdw9dSqj9kkwKsPrOfTiXNYGY8fyHEjlxCBIfUG5VSuyfIsrd6R4VMXQQ4IWGAOa-Xo/s1600-h/index31.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ1GcJhqQJMc-41ubp3jiL0llOD6_Xee0-BFBVZ2Hbe2Plh72BafVVMXoRK2Tmf9j4X-yMiZkTZdw9dSqj9kkwKsPrOfTiXNYGY8fyHEjlxCBIfUG5VSuyfIsrd6R4VMXQQ4IWGAOa-Xo/s320/index31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102669237477282418" border="0" /></a><br />Danielle was blessed with the appearance of my mom. (She'll hate me for saying this) She has gotten so many compliments on how she looked like my mom. This one lady who hung out with my mom when they were teenagers saw Danielle for the first time, not knowing she was my mom's daughter. She said, "you look identical to an old friend of mine." "I haven't seen her in years, I would mistake you for being her, but she had to have gotten older through the years."<br />Danielle asked who she was talking about and she said, "Peri Campbell". (maiden name) It was SO funny! So, Danielle has been so blessed in that area. She is beautiful to me and her personality adds to it also!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOWFfCqCJuOUqh9HrnA0INe5wDtnfGFpr0vCO_DGqowYAgQmnDD0WB5RHhZaSpbSblQpfHXGXDtp5Qh9tmx7Gdei3HTkkJQLBerDFAaOkjAElXNLxmVldHmlZEtnck6NrJRjK5UJGV8yg/s1600-h/mandyandme.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOWFfCqCJuOUqh9HrnA0INe5wDtnfGFpr0vCO_DGqowYAgQmnDD0WB5RHhZaSpbSblQpfHXGXDtp5Qh9tmx7Gdei3HTkkJQLBerDFAaOkjAElXNLxmVldHmlZEtnck6NrJRjK5UJGV8yg/s320/mandyandme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102669147282969186" border="0" /></a><br />Danielle is very artistic! She is a perfectionist and she is good at whatever she does. She taught herself how to play the guitar and she plays really well. She can draw well and she sings well too.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvxgtqmuQEQouyjSdjQEehe782AtZ3bRHIbnHdC5c_BZbaPKmkcsSzSfG7eFUiWRaw-sIF4wUCuItYTAIVyRaAn_SqmT1bLYZ57qwEToO3G8MJ2lpnPD4ItcKjHPKcOkRdkwjcKr06chI/s1600-h/102_1571.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvxgtqmuQEQouyjSdjQEehe782AtZ3bRHIbnHdC5c_BZbaPKmkcsSzSfG7eFUiWRaw-sIF4wUCuItYTAIVyRaAn_SqmT1bLYZ57qwEToO3G8MJ2lpnPD4ItcKjHPKcOkRdkwjcKr06chI/s320/102_1571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102669035613819474" border="0" /></a><br />Sometimes, I like to call Danielle, "Dan" or "Buckwheat" or "Dan Clott". I love her reaction when I call her those names. :D LOL<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF5udlKLtKEhIf3qaQ8aKaMd9nIBxo8PNL4wLYRJQFT2awCOKd8soyLmycFzpw5K6IErOYE09IE5Rces292ZfaCvZL3qXq6H4HbZf8jOPjV9smNJwfuQQvQUnpFlO9Ma0f4zkuVNxQzuc/s1600-h/DSCN1494.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF5udlKLtKEhIf3qaQ8aKaMd9nIBxo8PNL4wLYRJQFT2awCOKd8soyLmycFzpw5K6IErOYE09IE5Rces292ZfaCvZL3qXq6H4HbZf8jOPjV9smNJwfuQQvQUnpFlO9Ma0f4zkuVNxQzuc/s320/DSCN1494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102668949714473538" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj2ASCiml4etbahfNcCkaObJg7y88OiAaY9mih2326OSi1Tr43-axBVqaaciobuUEpGMBc_YXyReUNLTJtVY8gg6sS5Bp4RpfScAXgSihxL9uiiZNKNP5OH5FzWpTXdRhAoftPoweVlfE/s1600-h/100_1354.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj2ASCiml4etbahfNcCkaObJg7y88OiAaY9mih2326OSi1Tr43-axBVqaaciobuUEpGMBc_YXyReUNLTJtVY8gg6sS5Bp4RpfScAXgSihxL9uiiZNKNP5OH5FzWpTXdRhAoftPoweVlfE/s320/100_1354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102668838045323826" border="0" /></a><br />There is so much more about Danielle that I could go on and on about! One other thing is her relationship with the Lord! She is a great example to me of how I should be! I look up to her.<br />Danielle always used to get upset with me for copying her and doing what she does (hence... Littlexerox) and I'm not exactly sure why I do, but maybe it is because I look up to her and like the young lady she has become and I want the same for myself.<br />Danielle means so much to me!!!<br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIELLE!!! I love you.Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-84803952256248399822007-08-14T17:37:00.000-07:002007-08-14T19:34:15.724-07:00It's been a year...Well, as of today, it's been exactly one year since my mom was diagnosed with brain cancer. I was dreading this day. I remember every detail about finding out the bad news. It feels like it happened so recently, but it feels like ages since I've seen her.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzSnzaVbyIKmivC6iD4ABYaSP4xF9P-QeJE6cUXhSUhfbiWWQOuk1OQaPrIAIbtFEotQS8aJ2wyQTYnMJZE4EVmp3xBUu6bdmJ-ivUtNzBO_85YyuPMsjV-Z3w-usvvsQIkY-MpzTeocM/s1600-h/22-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzSnzaVbyIKmivC6iD4ABYaSP4xF9P-QeJE6cUXhSUhfbiWWQOuk1OQaPrIAIbtFEotQS8aJ2wyQTYnMJZE4EVmp3xBUu6bdmJ-ivUtNzBO_85YyuPMsjV-Z3w-usvvsQIkY-MpzTeocM/s320/22-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098749704504147138" border="0" /></a><br />This was my mom! Her name was Peri and she was everything to me! She was a loving mother of 4 and she served the Lord and she taught me everything I know.<br />My mom wasn't just anyone... She was the most amazing woman I have ever known. She was such a hard worker and she devoted much of her time to Bible studies. She gave up her high-paying career to stay home and homeschool my sister and me. She sacrificed her life for us. She was a true example of what "dying to self" means.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM3JKfrvvoTEr2EylHeWTJ9fqp7fiqga4NWh-CR-H4bkW7ezq34e51v5zIatb5myyQF328jMNyDgVDMDHoj6K3-smQaie1qQbU34XO8NmiXFmm_yRfRCO0iRJrYnB2O1CSOsERFqXtrrA/s1600-h/DSCN1424.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM3JKfrvvoTEr2EylHeWTJ9fqp7fiqga4NWh-CR-H4bkW7ezq34e51v5zIatb5myyQF328jMNyDgVDMDHoj6K3-smQaie1qQbU34XO8NmiXFmm_yRfRCO0iRJrYnB2O1CSOsERFqXtrrA/s320/DSCN1424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098747140408671314" border="0" /></a><br /><br />When Mom got sick, it was so awful, but I know it's all part of God's plan for my life. I can't be selfish. She is where she wants to be right now. She is "Dancing With Angels"! :D<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV0uev1DJIY_QUYR3Nj7-5Vd4ZeaLuDDOMWZJchLjVhLYpyq1wK_yVG5kNIYXKKDGq-SGfwUa62KVd_WLLEI1dl6QR6gCiLF1KnPlwK4WN1bBE5d8dv-N12_18MwxC2cizGu9EDhosuIg/s1600-h/momandjudy.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV0uev1DJIY_QUYR3Nj7-5Vd4ZeaLuDDOMWZJchLjVhLYpyq1wK_yVG5kNIYXKKDGq-SGfwUa62KVd_WLLEI1dl6QR6gCiLF1KnPlwK4WN1bBE5d8dv-N12_18MwxC2cizGu9EDhosuIg/s320/momandjudy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098747737409125554" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After Mom started treatments and things, her appearance slowly started to change. Even though she lost some hair and her face was swollen, she was still just as beautiful to me!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWc2N2i2U_B0FaV-oyTRCSEWfR6FIJhuk0imZDf8yBS96HllTDaYpcTeptYukVVHsdLBZayiEn1h9Ex9mkmPh7vRF2oLJ8OMtr-g-s_fr8VYLcoYg-L5GfxVxt0PSHexrHs6ybLoeu5A/s1600-h/DSCN1680.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWc2N2i2U_B0FaV-oyTRCSEWfR6FIJhuk0imZDf8yBS96HllTDaYpcTeptYukVVHsdLBZayiEn1h9Ex9mkmPh7vRF2oLJ8OMtr-g-s_fr8VYLcoYg-L5GfxVxt0PSHexrHs6ybLoeu5A/s320/DSCN1680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098747462531218562" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My Mom enjoyed cooking, cleaning, sewing, quilting, canning, anything that she could do out of the home. She also loved cutting grass. I always remember she accidentally cutting down some trees on accident by running them over. It was kind of funny!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4stYCv_6JduDHU_-t1L_IsHcoZfEM-AMwRATSpJsfsE0alOywr_N7-RudvQaEPfdcsyO1QKQrJJywfH1eRwtpj2pjA7uSnitFYOq2yj3SvDPOASps_3rCKAy9zI8qwvcLwdpbzWKVHA/s1600-h/wedmom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4stYCv_6JduDHU_-t1L_IsHcoZfEM-AMwRATSpJsfsE0alOywr_N7-RudvQaEPfdcsyO1QKQrJJywfH1eRwtpj2pjA7uSnitFYOq2yj3SvDPOASps_3rCKAy9zI8qwvcLwdpbzWKVHA/s320/wedmom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098747655804746914" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My mom was and still is my role model! 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My heart aches for her... but not for long because one day, I'll be with her again!Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-77767091215609589162007-07-17T13:46:00.000-07:002007-07-18T07:17:34.917-07:00My GraduationWell, with the Lord's help, I finally made it through school and I graduated on June 3, 2007. That was a very hard d<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGh-aCjRgAOVVDulTC5_C-q4Of123raog5XqorOTcK1w-Z2LcfkjgUtMcVrZzEyLOHhAwfMeTXiULxBIALgUSCpz1zrUpWrL7cKGTp-JlTB6UkbvHwrYhlYXTBGqgXby6BzEvXWRyFK0/s1600-h/IMG_7047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGh-aCjRgAOVVDulTC5_C-q4Of123raog5XqorOTcK1w-Z2LcfkjgUtMcVrZzEyLOHhAwfMeTXiULxBIALgUSCpz1zrUpWrL7cKGTp-JlTB6UkbvHwrYhlYXTBGqgXby6BzEvXWRyFK0/s320/IMG_7047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088289153816771266" border="0" /></a>ay for me. About a week before graduation, Danielle (my sister) was telling my dad that about a week before my mom died, she was saying that she had to get better because she had to get on stage and hand me my diploma for graduation. Hearing that just crushed me. I wasn't apart of that conversation when it took place so I didn't know that. That made graduation day very very hard. I couldn't stop crying before we had to walk down the aisle. Some really good friends of mine had some very comforting things to say and they were there for me throughout the whole thing. I never realized how hard something like that would be.<br />After I was able to stop crying, seconds before walking down the aisle, the ceremony went pretty well. All 5 of us graduates had so speak in front of everyone whether it was introducing guest speakers, announcers, giving the speech or anything else. That was hard for me, but I made it through, but barely! :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQQsTTtqUmy3S0z9Wrvbve5scTz4klGyTFU0_1DRSxsRj92__l15UZITy0zyzXopsWfsYaDQcJMWMa0teOoiXcrm9n-ohQtAb0tKARkyb9OQddDjWsmWz6WvuKQDzmw8Nci2-C9n_EkI/s1600-h/IMG_7062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQQsTTtqUmy3S0z9Wrvbve5scTz4klGyTFU0_1DRSxsRj92__l15UZITy0zyzXopsWfsYaDQcJMWMa0teOoiXcrm9n-ohQtAb0tKARkyb9OQddDjWsmWz6WvuKQDzmw8Nci2-C9n_EkI/s320/IMG_7062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088291717912247010" border="0" /></a><br />Also, I had to play a trio with Stephen and Gorden. I played guitar and they played violin. We played the hymn, "To God Be the Glory." When we practiced prior to the ceremony, it sounded really bad. I'm not sure why, but it did. At the ceremony, everyone said it sounded really good, so praise the Lord for<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuSe4P5sDU0CTB0-xbLaJWDD7jlCQ9hqicSGugzNtJIA_ifyuZoWzuu52oXzY1djt9bCFnRuCdhCsazNerpW3L-30oZjmogxAJ0e_GD156QW2KMdjPKOkX4pwTMfoM2JAihyDRO9VbBHE/s1600-h/IMG_7099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuSe4P5sDU0CTB0-xbLaJWDD7jlCQ9hqicSGugzNtJIA_ifyuZoWzuu52oXzY1djt9bCFnRuCdhCsazNerpW3L-30oZjmogxAJ0e_GD156QW2KMdjPKOkX4pwTMfoM2JAihyDRO9VbBHE/s320/IMG_7099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088294604130269970" border="0" /></a> that! I was surprised.<br />After the ceremony we had set up tables of things that describe us and pictures and different things like that. It was a good time to visit with everyone who came to the ceremony.<br /><br />Then, after the reception everyone came over to our house for a party!!!! That went okay. We played volleyball a lot, but there were too many people to get a real game going.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiFogaTBWFzL3TJlJSb-HJQeuCesa0HekklIYpgihahasPjK0ukFrMlR0oQnDni6TeWasdURIWv0KFCEIpRxPep-2e4KA-jzcFgmkkKK0RdNQPUXDQ9rvqO249w7Z1o99Ss7TEd4YNLcc/s1600-h/IMG_7079.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiFogaTBWFzL3TJlJSb-HJQeuCesa0HekklIYpgihahasPjK0ukFrMlR0oQnDni6TeWasdURIWv0KFCEIpRxPep-2e4KA-jzcFgmkkKK0RdNQPUXDQ9rvqO249w7Z1o99Ss7TEd4YNLcc/s320/IMG_7079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088293985654979330" border="0" /></a><br />So, the whole day was a trial in itself and I'm glad it's over, but I'm really glad I followed through with it and didn't back out. I almost did before walking down the aisle, but I remembered that one of the things my mom included in things she wanted to see before she died was my graduation. So, although she didn't make it, I had to do my part and go through with it.<br /><br />Then, just last weekend, (July 14th) I had another graduation party with my dad's side of the family. It was fun. We played volleyball most of the time. I had a really neat cake! My step-mom designed it and had a lady she knows make it. There was a lot of thought put into it. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM0u0DaolZ43QtZVNYMyA8czqBiQ8YPr1gW2n1IXN7wTHVLlt30gg4ql45Y2G6DtGLG005keFU9MsWlTmDbz9iioZ-yIoxdWa3rv_lvaAYZ1Qt7Ts8PT0LNG4-yPdMh-vil0jgYSsuDiE/s320/IMG_7183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088536741501516690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS9OG4Y-3sUYV1T_RXvQr9YzTT3xVHNuQv0Zl9_DHRM9ao9g3FWfhCxwitn6fw71yDQ3l-ZOyWawIH5MLP654esZBJFxdQTl-d3XNhmvuHk6wulua2U1oJ4dW8ntX1Ma_aiKgF-1aLlbY/s1600-h/IMG_7216.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS9OG4Y-3sUYV1T_RXvQr9YzTT3xVHNuQv0Zl9_DHRM9ao9g3FWfhCxwitn6fw71yDQ3l-ZOyWawIH5MLP654esZBJFxdQTl-d3XNhmvuHk6wulua2U1oJ4dW8ntX1Ma_aiKgF-1aLlbY/s320/IMG_7216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088537407221447586" border="0" /></a>Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-86214105155171112402007-07-16T12:38:00.001-07:002007-07-16T13:24:12.675-07:00Trip to Oklahoma!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2688.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2688.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />About 2 weeks ago, our family took a trip to Guthrie, Oklahoma to visit some very close friends of ours, the Naylors. My step-dad was able to meet the rest of their family since he'd only met 4 of them prior. We had such a great visit with them. We did all kinds of fun things together and just had a really nice and encouraging time!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2685.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Sarah, me, and Tera at Fireworks!</span><br /><br />When we arrived we started out by playing volleyball. They Naylors were having their friends over as usual and we joined in. It was a lot of fun. I was also able to meet a friend of mind that I had met online, and finally got to meet her in person. The second day that we were there, it was the 4th of July! <span style="font-weight: bold;"> Tera and Sage at Fireworks!</span><br />We had a really delicious meal for dinner and a very fancy red, white, and blue dessert and some homemade ice cream! We wen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJ6pkeLlj8UhQEK5pLFzF1uQJ1-V77tW6FFNah6J-_2hIdyxSLDTa3tINjr6AQhei_fRTy4rno9I1F5ZwaB2eKAtKF6YtMpgAJRJb1QkDrALZryG6gIbeNHAOm-bO06BEVBuKU6k0Tg4/s1600-h/DSCN2705.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJ6pkeLlj8UhQEK5pLFzF1uQJ1-V77tW6FFNah6J-_2hIdyxSLDTa3tINjr6AQhei_fRTy4rno9I1F5ZwaB2eKAtKF6YtMpgAJRJb1QkDrALZryG6gIbeNHAOm-bO06BEVBuKU6k0Tg4/s320/DSCN2705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087883476975794866" border="0" /></a>t to a parking lot to watch a really cool firework display! That was fun. We played a little bit of Frisbee before the show started. Later, during the trip, we went to a baker's house who bakes breads and pizzas and stuff out of his home and sells them. He had a nice commercial kitchen and we b<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2710.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2710.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>ought a little of everything that he had. It was all very delicious. A few of us stayed away from the blue cheese bread though<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2715.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2715.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>. :D LOL He had a really cool brick<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> The Baker's Place</span><br /><br />oven outside that he would bake things in. It was really neat!<br />Sage took us into the town of Guthrie to do a little shopping and we went to a coffee shop and that was fun! Sage knew everybody, everywhere we went! That was neat!<br />Another really fun thing that we did was that we got to go to the ranch where Jesse works and rode horses.<br />I had never really ever ridden one before so it <span style="font-weight: bold;"> Me learning how to tie a good knot</span> <br /><br />was a really neat experience. I knew that I was allergic to horses, but I figured that if I told anyone, they would suggest that I didn't ri<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2762.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2762.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>de, so I never mentioned it, but they found out later when my eyes were swollen and itchy. I was able to work up to a trot!!!! I know that's not much for good riders, but to me it was exciting!!! I had a hard time trying to get my horse to go where I wanted him to go though. I didn't want to kick him since it could hurt him and I figured since I was the one on his back, and he was carrying me, I would let him decide where he wanted to go. Jesse said, "He's got you wrapped around his finger." (or something like that)<br />Anyway, it was a lot of fun and such a great experience!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jesse and Me Riding (well I guess posing)</span><br /><br />Another neat thing that we did was that we went skeet shooting one morning with some friends of the Naylors. Everyone brought their guns and stuff and<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2827.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2827.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> we had a good time. Before going to the Naylors, the only guns that I've ever been able to shoot was a 22 rifle and a Bebe gun. Mr. Naylor and John helped me to shoot a 410 and that was so scary. I was really afraid to do it and I finally did it, an<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2835.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2835.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>d I was glad it was over. Then,<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Anna, Jeremy, and John at skeet shooting</span><br /><br />we went to go skeet shooting and I wanted to shoot, but I was afraid again. Jesse helped me this time and I shot a 20 guage shotgun. Again, it was exciting to do it, but NEVER AGAIN!!! <span style="font-weight: bold;"> Caleb, Jesse, Anna, and Kate at Shooting</span><br />After we went shooting, sometime later in the day, we went to the Davis' for church. We met some really neat people there. Church was really good and everyone had some great <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2793.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2793.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>things to say.<br />We had such a great trip and had some really great fellowship time! The Naylors played a few songs for us and that was wonderful to listen to! The Lord has blessed them with such great talent. Now, we're trying to plan a time for them to come here and do a concert. It will probably be in October! :)<br /><br />We never got a picture with everyone together and I really regret that, but I guess we'll get that next time. Another great part about the trip was being able to have a few conversations with Sage. I love talking to her and I was really glad that we<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me and Sage being funny really late at night!<br /><br /></span> had some time for that! Whether it was late at night or in the car driving... :) Good conversations!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2770.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN2770.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Well, I guess that's everything pretty much! Well, it's not everything, but it's a few of the highlights! Everything we did was very enjoyable.<br />Including the video of juggling and cherry swallowing! :) lol<br /><br />(you can see how swollen my left eye was in the picture from riding the horses. This was about 9 hours later too!)<br /><br />Okay, well, that's all for now!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> John, Me, and Sage hanging out</span>Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-1537663320608160052007-07-11T13:48:00.000-07:002007-07-11T14:31:53.267-07:00Dancing With AngelsMy sister and I had developed an interest in filmmaking about 3 years ago. We used to make short comedies and just had a lot of fun with it. Well, last year, my sister and I got really serious about movie making so we decided to change a story that my sister wrote into a screenplay. It took a long time to do all of this. My mom helped me a lot by reading over everything and changing words to make them fit better in the dialogue. My mom was just as much into the project as my sister and I were. Information on the movie can be found here... www.dancingwithangelsmovie.net<br /><br />Well, anyway, we had shot 3/4 of the movie last summer with our friends. My sister and I directed it and acted in it and my mom helped direct and she filmed it. In the middle of production, my mom started having very bad migraine headaches. So, after awhile, she went to the emergency room to see what could be wrong. Well, to our surprise, she had brain cancer. The doctors gave her a year to live with all the treatments possible. So, there wasn't much hope. We decided to go for alternative medicine to see if that would help. I really believed the Lord would heal my mom. I had so much faith, almost too much, if there's such a thing. Well, She was diagnosed in August of 2006 and she past away January 2007. She didn't live long, and God did not choose to heal her, but I know he has a plan for my life and taking her out of the picture must have something to do with it. Although this is so hard to grasp and understand, I know I have to continue to put my faith and trust Him.<br />So, back to the movie. My mom had told us before she died that she wanted us to continue with this movie. She must have seen something that we couldn't see because she just knew this movie would change people's lives. After a few months, my sister and I agreed to continue with the movie. Not only continue, but to start completely over! That wasn't easy and without the help of our friends, they Naylors, that wouldn't have been possible. So, <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/Film079.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/Film079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>we worked more on the script and we did all the preparation for production.<br />On May 8th 2007 we started production!<br />It was such a great experience.<br />We learned so much about filming, directing, lighting, and even trusting more in the Lord!<br /><br /><br />Production lasted for about 10 days. Some days were such a blast and some were so hard. We had an average of about 4 hours of sleep per night so that didn't help on the hard days.<br />The entire cast and crew were so great and fun to work with.<br />The Lord has definitely blessed me so much by being able to be apart of something like this. I really wish my mom could have helped us finish though.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/Film068.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/Film068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>We had a lot of really neat things happen while filming. Well, maybe at first they weren't considered "neat", but God ended up provided so that's why I say "neat!"<br />We had 2 actors that decided they couldn't do their parts last minute. Well, it's not easy finding someone who can give up their time to fill a part last minute, but the Lord provided the people and things turned out okay. For one scene, we were shooting at a restaurant. When we got home, John (camera operator) was importing the video footage and he couldn't find the restaurant scene. We were all very bummed about this. It would have cost me a whole bunch of money to reshoot the scene. Then, we<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/IMG_1337.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/IMG_1337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> decided to just pray about it and turn our problem over the the Lord. Then, we decided to go play some volleyball to get our minds off of it for awhile. After we played, we came back inside finding that the footage was there on the tapes! Not only that, but when John went back home, he brought the tapes and started looking back through them. He couldn't find the restaurant scene! The Lord must have put the scene there on the tape for us so that we could import it! Since it's nowhere to be found to this day!!!!<br />God is Awesome!!!<br /><br />We also didn't have anyone to play a doctor for us and we didn't have a waiting room to use for the movie. After walking into a doctor's office asking, they said yes without any hesitation! The Lord has definitely provided!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />During production, we had 3 news reporters come to interview us about our project. It was a great witnessing opportunity for us! We ended up being in several newspapers and on Channel 11 news.<br />The best part about it all was that one of the newspaper reporters emailed me and told me how she had changed her life and become a Christian after reporting our movie and story. I was just so overwhelmed with God's goodness and how he has been changing lives with the movie before it was even finished! My mom was right, she knew it would change lives, and a big part of it changing a life was the part about my mom dying. Somehow it doesn't seem worth it to me because I'm very selfish and I wan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/IMG_1275.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/IMG_1275.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>t my mom here, but I know it was WELL worth it for my mom.<br /><br />Right now, the movie is in post-production. We are doing a lot of editing and seeking the Lord's will for what he wants us to do with the movie after it's finished.<br />What is so hard for me is that I know what I want to do, but I have to make sure to take myself out of the picture and do what God wants me to do. After all this movie is for Him!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/IMG_6578.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/IMG_6578.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0124.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0124.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0158.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb49/mandymoody7/DSCN0158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1082412340285787189.post-1517791021785102862007-07-10T14:14:00.000-07:002007-07-10T14:15:52.463-07:00My First EntryWell, I've never really done a blog like this before, but any other blog I've done in the past is no longer available.<br />So, I'm hoping to catch up and post some of the things that have been going on recently!Simply Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349812643507598869noreply@blogger.com0