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I started this blog to be intouch with people, where ever you are.NICE PEOPLE, NOT NASTY ONES (laughing) I am waiting to hear from you all!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>355</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7153209178616057771</id><published>2011-12-31T15:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:17:03.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if your a ReD NECK read this'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8pRFmAau8Xk/Tv9tAPtg_7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/i89bHfwU10M/s1600/YouMightred%2Bneck.%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692388305004462002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8pRFmAau8Xk/Tv9tAPtg_7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/i89bHfwU10M/s400/YouMightred%2Bneck.%25232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WeZlD6VwDg/Tv9syypdPmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/cyJNWM5dWiM/s1600/YouMightred%2Bneck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692388073864511074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WeZlD6VwDg/Tv9syypdPmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/cyJNWM5dWiM/s400/YouMightred%2Bneck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have enjoyed the redneck jokes for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time to take a reflective look at the core beliefs of a culture that values home, family, country and God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had to stand before a dozen terrorists who threaten my life, I'd choose a half dozen or so rednecks to back me up. Tire irons, squirrel guns and grit -- that's what rednecks are made of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I am one of those. If you feel the same, pass this on to your redneck friends. Y'all know who ya are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be a redneck if:It never occurred to you to be offended by the phrase, 'One nation, under God..'You might be a redneck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You've never protested about seeing the 10 Commandments posted in public places.You might be a redneck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You still say ' Christmas' instead of 'Winter Festival.'You might be a redneck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You bow your head whensomeone prays.You might be a redneck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You stand and place your hand over your heart when they play the National Anthem You might be a redneck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You treat our armed forces veterans with great respect, and always have.You might be a redneck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You've never burned an American flag, nor intend to.You might be a redneck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You know what you believe and you aren't afraid to say so, no matter who is listening.You might be a redneck if:You respect your elders and raised your kids to do the same.You might be a redneck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if:You'd give your last dollar to a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you got this email from me, it is because I believe that you, like me, have just enough Red Neck in you to have the same beliefs as those talked about in this email.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless the USA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep the fire burning, redneck friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.IN GOD WE TRUST!&lt;br /&gt;AFTER READING THIS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M PRETTY SURE I'M A REDNECK , and the gal who sent it to me, is one too!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pretty sure as I have known her for MANY years!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fran&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/17422429-7153209178616057771?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7153209178616057771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7153209178616057771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7153209178616057771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7153209178616057771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-have-enjoyed-redneck-jokes-for-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8pRFmAau8Xk/Tv9tAPtg_7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/i89bHfwU10M/s72-c/YouMightred%2Bneck.%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7081084054480530951</id><published>2011-08-12T14:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:52:43.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watch the dancing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-biZYtkXoPWk/TkV2OXu-UJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/M_00ZSqPkHA/s1600/dancing%2Bladys.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640044097612697746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-biZYtkXoPWk/TkV2OXu-UJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/M_00ZSqPkHA/s400/dancing%2Bladys.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is one you will want to listen to.. and SMILE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pass it one to some one you what to smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.libertyhigh56.net/special pages/dancing.htm" href="http://www.libertyhigh56.net/special%20pages/dancing.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;Click here: Dancing&lt;/a&gt; And turn on sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smiling yet????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh happy days !!! Fran &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7081084054480530951?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7081084054480530951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7081084054480530951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7081084054480530951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7081084054480530951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/08/here-is-one-you-will-want-to-listen-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-biZYtkXoPWk/TkV2OXu-UJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/M_00ZSqPkHA/s72-c/dancing%2Bladys.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4421705688598845305</id><published>2011-08-08T14:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:40:16.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check out these cookies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHLpnfmLn5M/TkAtLgq1YNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_iiNax6tZDk/s1600/mime-attachment%255B1%255D.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638556409239265490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHLpnfmLn5M/TkAtLgq1YNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_iiNax6tZDk/s400/mime-attachment%255B1%255D.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great use for the valentine heart cookie cutter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the Church threw my cookies out of the bake sale again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO sense of humor, those church people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW! what a great idea! This is your laugh for the day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got to love it! Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4421705688598845305?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4421705688598845305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4421705688598845305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4421705688598845305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4421705688598845305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-great-use-for-valentine-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHLpnfmLn5M/TkAtLgq1YNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_iiNax6tZDk/s72-c/mime-attachment%255B1%255D.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2205064181387026329</id><published>2011-08-05T15:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T15:57:45.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social security read this one pass it on'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a little reminder... &lt;br /&gt;Your Social Security Just in case some of you young whippersnappers (&amp;amp; some older ones) didn't know this. It's easy to check out, if you don't believe it. &lt;br /&gt;Be sure and show it to your kids.&lt;br /&gt;They need a little history lesson on what's what and it doesn't matter whether you are Democrat or Republican.&lt;br /&gt;Facts are Facts!!!&lt;br /&gt;Social Security Cards up until the 1980s expressly stated the number and card were not to be used for identification purposes. Since nearly everyone in the United States now has a number, it became convenient to use it anyway and the message was removed. An old Social Security card with the "NOT FOR IDENTIFICATION" message.&lt;br /&gt;Our Social Security Franklin Roosevelt, a Democrat, introduced the Social Security (FICA) Program.&lt;br /&gt;He promised: 1.) That participation in the Program would be Completely voluntary, No longer Voluntary 2.)&lt;br /&gt;That the participants would only have to pay 1% of the first $1,400 of their annual Incomes into the Program, Now 7.65% on the first $90,000 &lt;br /&gt;3.) That the money the participants elected to put into the Program would be deductible from their income for tax purposes each year, No longer tax deductible &lt;br /&gt;4.) That the money the participants put into the independent 'Trust Fund' rather than into the general operating fund, and therefore, would only be used to fund the Social Security Retirement Program, and no other Government program, and, Under Johnson the money was moved to The General Fund and Spent&lt;br /&gt;5.) That the annuity payments to the retirees would never be taxed as income. Under Clinton &amp;amp; Gore Up to 85% of your Social Security can be Taxed Since many of us have paid into FICA for years and are now receiving a Social Security check every month -- and then finding that we are getting taxed on 85% of the money we paid to the Federal government to 'put away' -- you may be interested in the following: ------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ---- Q: Which Political Party took Social Security from the independent 'Trust Fund' and put it into the general fund so that Congress could spend it? A: It was Lyndon Johnson and the democratically controlled House and Senate. ------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- -- Q: Which Political Party eliminated the income tax deduction for Social Security (FICA) withholding? A: The Democratic Party. ------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ----- Q: Which Political Party started taxing Social Security annuities? A: The Democratic Party, with Al Gore casting the 'tie-breaking' deciding vote as President of the Senate, while he was Vice President of the U.S. ------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- - Q: Which Political Party decided to start giving annuity payments to immigrants? AND MY FAVORITE: A: That's right! Jimmy Carter and the Democratic Party. Immigrants moved into this country, and at age 65, began to receive Social Security payments!&lt;br /&gt;The Democratic Party gave these payments to them, even though they never paid a dime into it! ------------ -- ------------ --------- ----- ------------ --------- ---------&lt;br /&gt;Then, after violating the original contract (FICA), the Democrats turn around and tell you that the Republicans want to take your Social Security away! And the worst part about it is uninformed citizens believe it! If enough people receive this, maybe a seed of awareness will be planted and maybe changes will evolve. Maybe not, some Democrats are awfully sure of what isn't so. But it's worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;How many people can YOU send this to? Actions speak louder than bumper stickers.&lt;br /&gt;AND CONGRESS GIVES THEMSELVES 100% RETIREMENT FOR ONLY SERVING ONE TERM!!! &lt;br /&gt;Sent is to your congressman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2205064181387026329?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2205064181387026329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2205064181387026329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2205064181387026329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2205064181387026329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-little-reminder.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4495409987003471515</id><published>2011-08-01T13:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T13:27:52.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='at last this trhing is working for me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello every one,,, aftr 2months of trying to get into my blog I finally was able to get into it!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are well, it was a long winter, but it is a LONGER HOTTER SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;what is going on?????&lt;br /&gt;Well, just wanted to see if I could get into this thing,,, Hope I will be able to again later.&lt;br /&gt;Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4495409987003471515?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4495409987003471515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4495409987003471515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4495409987003471515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4495409987003471515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-every-one-aftr-2months-of-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3157580336607051671</id><published>2011-05-24T14:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T14:22:16.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am still alive I think'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHVYB4TXbjY/Tdv3EEXf70I/AAAAAAAAApg/BkcbmQGsSB4/s1600/angel%2B%25232.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610349410083925826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHVYB4TXbjY/Tdv3EEXf70I/AAAAAAAAApg/BkcbmQGsSB4/s400/angel%2B%25232.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi to every one,,, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;where have I been ,,you ask???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sick, sick sick, don't let any one tell you old age is THE GOLDEN YEARS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are full of,,, well,, you know what,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this dam pc or verizon I do not know which was not working so I gave up,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe things will get better soon, I sure hope so,,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;any way I AM STILL ALIVE!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to get back and say hello,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, have a great holiday stay sober and safe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3157580336607051671?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3157580336607051671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3157580336607051671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3157580336607051671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3157580336607051671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-to-every-one-where-have-i-been-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHVYB4TXbjY/Tdv3EEXf70I/AAAAAAAAApg/BkcbmQGsSB4/s72-c/angel%2B%25232.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5381500974343116441</id><published>2011-03-21T14:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T14:34:13.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRY THIS TEST'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNqDH0P132U/TYeZ67BhMRI/AAAAAAAAApE/mB3oI3A3hKw/s1600/cutestca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586603100331913490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNqDH0P132U/TYeZ67BhMRI/AAAAAAAAApE/mB3oI3A3hKw/s320/cutestca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: FW: ALZHEIMER'S COLOR TEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:ALZHEIMER'S COLOR TEST&lt;br /&gt;More difficult than you might think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Color Test &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the things we're supposed to do to remove the cholesterol around our brain and try to slow up Alzheimer's Disease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me 3 times before I could finally tell this brain of mine to concentrate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great test, do it until you get 100%! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bet you can't get 100% on the first try! But I'm rootin' for ya... This is pretty neat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how you do with the colors! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes an average of 5 tries to get to 100%.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow the directions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's harder than it seems, as it should be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brain waker-upper for today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.humorsphere.com/fun/8787/colortest.swf" href="http://www.humorsphere.com/fun/8787/colortest.swf" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;C&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.humorsphere.com/fun/8787/colortest.swf" href="http://www.humorsphere.com/fun/8787/colortest.swf" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;lick here to start&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT TOOK ME THREE TRIES TO GET IT RIGHT,,,,&lt;br /&gt;AUNT FRAN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.incredimail.com/?id=" href="http://www.incredimail.com/?id=606431&amp;amp;rui=109645429" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" rui="109645429"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5381500974343116441?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5381500974343116441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5381500974343116441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5381500974343116441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5381500974343116441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/03/subject-fw-alzheimers-color-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNqDH0P132U/TYeZ67BhMRI/AAAAAAAAApE/mB3oI3A3hKw/s72-c/cutestca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8573653456637664731</id><published>2011-02-24T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:04:08.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to all gals over 50'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3BtJLEBWTk/TWadULfvkXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/V1_7biezIuY/s1600/two%2Bgals.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577318158553813362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3BtJLEBWTk/TWadULfvkXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/V1_7biezIuY/s320/two%2Bgals.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;54 YEAR OLD WOMEN!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 54 year old woman had a heart attack and was taken to the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While on the operating table she had a near death experience.. Seeing God she asked "Is my time up?" God said, "No, you have another 43 years, 2 months and 8 days to live." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a face-lift, liposuction, breast implants and a tummy tuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She even had someone come in and change her hair color and brighten her teeth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since she had so much more time to live, she figured she might as well make the most of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After her last operation, she was released from the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While crossing the street on her way home, she was killed by an ambulance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arriving in front of God, she demanded, "I thought you said I had another 43 years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why didn't you pull me from out of the path of the ambulance?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God replied: "Shit! I didn't recognize you."&lt;br /&gt;So this tells you,,,, don't change yourself to much!!!LAUGHING!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8573653456637664731?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8573653456637664731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8573653456637664731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8573653456637664731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8573653456637664731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/02/54-year-old-women-54-year-old-woman-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3BtJLEBWTk/TWadULfvkXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/V1_7biezIuY/s72-c/two%2Bgals.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2447639419209671749</id><published>2011-02-15T15:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:38:22.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RETARDED GRANDPARENTS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzGbX6eIGJo/TVrjp09iIXI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6MJ-wG6E71U/s1600/girls%2523%2B10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574017796555284850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzGbX6eIGJo/TVrjp09iIXI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6MJ-wG6E71U/s320/girls%2523%2B10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RETARDED" GRANDPARENTS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Written by a third grader, on what his grandparents do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Christmas, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;. One child wrote the following: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house, but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Arizona . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now they live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ride around on their bicycles, and wear name tags because they don't know who they are anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They go to a building called a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now, they do exercises there, but they don't do them very well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a swimming pool too, but they all jump up and down in it with hats on. At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He watches all day so nobody can escape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they eat the same thing every night - early birds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the people can't get out past the man in the doll house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ones who do get out bring food back to the wrecked center for pot luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and, says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PRICELESS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forward to all your "retarded grandparent" friends. Or just your "retarded" friends.&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, THANK GOD..... YOU KNOW YOUR GRANDCHILDREN WELL ENOUGH, FOR THEM TO COME TO SEE YOU . SOME OF US ARE NOT ALOWED TO SEE OUR GRANDCHILDREN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUNNY AS THIS IS, IT IS VERY SAD FOR THE GRANDPARWENTS, WHO ARE LEFT OUT,,, BELIEVE ME, BECAUSE I AM ONE OF THAT GROUP!!!! FRAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2447639419209671749?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2447639419209671749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2447639419209671749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2447639419209671749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2447639419209671749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/02/retarded-grandparents-written-by-third.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzGbX6eIGJo/TVrjp09iIXI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6MJ-wG6E71U/s72-c/girls%2523%2B10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4923112350248144909</id><published>2011-02-10T12:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T12:59:36.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZBjCKcHH3A/TVQnMvx7tJI/AAAAAAAAAos/IG0_n8AAycU/s1600/dancing%2Bladys.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572121738901959826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZBjCKcHH3A/TVQnMvx7tJI/AAAAAAAAAos/IG0_n8AAycU/s320/dancing%2Bladys.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Fwd: Spread the Stupidity&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;Subject: FW: Spread the Stupidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the Stupidity&lt;br /&gt;Only in America ......do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front.&lt;br /&gt;Only in America .....do people order double cheeseburgers, large fries, and a diet coke.&lt;br /&gt;Only in America .....do banks leave vault doors open and then chain the pens to the counters.&lt;br /&gt;Only in America ......do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;Only in America ..........do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight..&lt;br /&gt;Only in America .....do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering.&lt;br /&gt;EVER WONDER ...Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth closed?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you ever see the headline 'Psychic Wins Lottery'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is 'abbreviated' such a long word?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that doctors call what they do 'practice'?&lt;br /&gt;Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?&lt;br /&gt;Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?&lt;br /&gt;Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?&lt;br /&gt;You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?!&lt;br /&gt;Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?&lt;br /&gt;Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one!!!If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?&lt;br /&gt;If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've smiled at least once, it's your turn to spread the stupidity and send this to someone you want to bring a smile to (maybe even a chuckle)....in other words, send it to everyone. We all need to smile every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Spread the Stupidity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOn't you LOVE it!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4923112350248144909?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4923112350248144909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4923112350248144909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4923112350248144909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4923112350248144909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/02/subject-fwd-spread-stupidity-subject-fw.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZBjCKcHH3A/TVQnMvx7tJI/AAAAAAAAAos/IG0_n8AAycU/s72-c/dancing%2Bladys.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-906502890278254464</id><published>2011-02-10T12:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T12:34:39.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning the house LOL'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cleaning Poem&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Lord to tell me Why my house is such a mess.&lt;br /&gt;He asked if I'd been 'computering',&lt;br /&gt;And I had to answer 'yes.'&lt;br /&gt;He told me to get off my fanny,And tidy up the house.&lt;br /&gt;And so I started cleaning up...&lt;br /&gt;The smudges off my mouse.&lt;br /&gt;I wiped and shined the topside.That really did the trick....&lt;br /&gt;I was just admiring my good work. I didn't mean to 'click.'&lt;br /&gt;But click, I did, and oops -&lt;br /&gt; I found A real absorbing siteThat I got SO way into it -&lt;br /&gt;I was into it all night.Nothing's changed except my mouse..&lt;br /&gt;It's very, very shiny.I guess my house will stay a mess....&lt;br /&gt;While I sit here on my hiney.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my!!!  Have we all done this,,, come on be honest!!!!!!!!!!   Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-906502890278254464?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/906502890278254464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=906502890278254464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/906502890278254464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/906502890278254464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2011/02/cleaning-poem-i-asked-lord-to-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-6467508330705408455</id><published>2010-12-21T13:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:58:41.712-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANOTHER HOILDAY GREETING'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TRD4xJbyn4I/AAAAAAAAAoU/vKzYGQvDnak/s1600/snowman.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 223px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553211863777582978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TRD4xJbyn4I/AAAAAAAAAoU/vKzYGQvDnak/s320/snowman.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TRD4X6qB1AI/AAAAAAAAAoM/A0ZhJGFg1Bg/s1600/angel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553211430314038274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TRD4X6qB1AI/AAAAAAAAAoM/A0ZhJGFg1Bg/s320/angel.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MAY THE NEW YEAR BE BETTER THAN 2010,, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LETS HOPE THE '' GOOD LORD'' IS WATCHING OUT FOR US, AND HAS A PLAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BECAUSE WE NEED ONE , IF THINGS GET MUCH WORSE, I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BEING A CHILD OF THE GREAT DEPRESSION,,, I DON'T WANT TO SEE OUR CHILDREN GO THOUGH THAT . I AM NOT SURE THEY COULD SURVIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LIFE IS SO DIFFERNENT TODAY THAN IT WAS THEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BUT, THIS IS JUST AN OLD LADY THINKING BACK EVEN TO THE 50'S AND 60'S LIFE WAS SO MUCH SIMPLER THAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;THE YOUNG PEOPLE SHOULD TALK TO THIER PARENTS AND GRANDPARENTS TO ASK HOW THEY LIVED THEN, I THINK THYE WOULD UNDERSTAND LIFE A LITTLE BETTER,,,,,,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OH WELL, NOW I AM OFF MY SOAP BOX, I'LL JUST SAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL STAY SAFE AND BE KIND TO ONE ANOTHER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FRAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17422429-6467508330705408455?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/6467508330705408455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=6467508330705408455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6467508330705408455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6467508330705408455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TRD4xJbyn4I/AAAAAAAAAoU/vKzYGQvDnak/s72-c/snowman.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4110154074212369023</id><published>2010-12-03T14:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T14:35:34.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my avatar  Ha Ha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlF3njR0zI/AAAAAAAAAoE/XqQr0-QE3lo/s1600/blond.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546541237895549746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlF3njR0zI/AAAAAAAAAoE/XqQr0-QE3lo/s400/blond.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    This is the avatar my sister made of me!!     kind of cute !    Only she would make it this way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      Love ya my little sister Marie,,,,, Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4110154074212369023?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4110154074212369023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4110154074212369023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4110154074212369023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4110154074212369023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-avatar-my-sister-made-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlF3njR0zI/AAAAAAAAAoE/XqQr0-QE3lo/s72-c/blond.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2742463982463550782</id><published>2010-12-03T14:00:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T14:30:13.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one of a kind ear rings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlDtwWXPuI/AAAAAAAAAn8/kIEfVpbJ01w/s1600/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546538869435350754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlDtwWXPuI/AAAAAAAAAn8/kIEfVpbJ01w/s200/DSC00354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All  my ear rings are $12 and under, with free shipping in usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlDPPOQQcI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BB15T0yKVMU/s1600/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546538345146892738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlDPPOQQcI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BB15T0yKVMU/s200/DSC00292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlC_aUc8TI/AAAAAAAAAns/MiqJtyBlt2c/s1600/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546538073247772978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlC_aUc8TI/AAAAAAAAAns/MiqJtyBlt2c/s200/DSC00315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlCuA8NOSI/AAAAAAAAAnk/yPDeNSO2G9o/s1600/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546537774377416994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlCuA8NOSI/AAAAAAAAAnk/yPDeNSO2G9o/s200/DSC00297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlB5KAS1_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/4Ueic-EHgRs/s1600/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546536866277414898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlB5KAS1_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/4Ueic-EHgRs/s200/DSC00464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I   design and make all these ear rings my self , you will not find another pair the same,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even I would not make two pair alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Email me with any questions you might have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlBYVG6aFI/AAAAAAAAAnU/sTMPBL9IBxY/s1600/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546536302322280530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlBYVG6aFI/AAAAAAAAAnU/sTMPBL9IBxY/s200/DSC00416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlA3wL8plI/AAAAAAAAAnM/tLIeX3UnGVk/s1600/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546535742655473234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlA3wL8plI/AAAAAAAAAnM/tLIeX3UnGVk/s200/DSC00439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlAhNa1vqI/AAAAAAAAAnE/klWuzhNdffA/s1600/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546535355365572258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlAhNa1vqI/AAAAAAAAAnE/klWuzhNdffA/s200/DSC00337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlAYwZrHCI/AAAAAAAAAm8/BwMYPwxfSgw/s1600/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546535210137099298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlAYwZrHCI/AAAAAAAAAm8/BwMYPwxfSgw/s200/DSC00351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlAJnVnzhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/M2XnAEXbhgM/s1600/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546534950006148626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlAJnVnzhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/M2XnAEXbhgM/s200/DSC00317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPk_w09lRWI/AAAAAAAAAms/S5YpHmRAh_o/s1600/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546534524166686050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPk_w09lRWI/AAAAAAAAAms/S5YpHmRAh_o/s200/DSC00307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There are many more on my web sites, just click on them listed on the side of front page of this blog.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPk_a1IM2vI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6SAHB9qqClM/s1600/ear%2Brings--%2Baoct%2B8-%2B2010%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546534146254101234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPk_a1IM2vI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6SAHB9qqClM/s200/ear%2Brings--%2Baoct%2B8-%2B2010%2B032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi to all, I wanted to let every one know I am now making earrings, they can be bought on Etsy.com, Thewrightplace,,,, or on Bonanzle.com,, Jerseypeaches,,hwere are a few samples of what I am making,, maybe you will like them as much as I like making them,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2742463982463550782?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2742463982463550782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2742463982463550782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2742463982463550782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2742463982463550782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-my-ear-rings-are-12-and-under-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPlDtwWXPuI/AAAAAAAAAn8/kIEfVpbJ01w/s72-c/DSC00354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7289821232576754531</id><published>2010-12-03T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:57:38.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to all my blogger friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPk9dms0DRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/l2rcu4Azt1s/s1600/teed%2Boff%2Bcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546531994897485074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPk9dms0DRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/l2rcu4Azt1s/s400/teed%2Boff%2Bcat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7289821232576754531?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7289821232576754531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7289821232576754531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7289821232576754531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7289821232576754531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TPk9dms0DRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/l2rcu4Azt1s/s72-c/teed%2Boff%2Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5065975827194231773</id><published>2010-12-03T13:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:55:45.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="" href="http://www.txfb-ins.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp;amp; FAMILY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp;amp; FAMILY:&lt;br /&gt;There were  probably  many, many times this year when I  may  have  Disturbed you,  Troubled you,  Pestered you,  Irritated you,  Bugged you,  Or got on your&lt;br /&gt;nerves....  &lt;br /&gt;So today I just wanted to tell you...........         &lt;br /&gt;     Suck it up Cupcake!!!   'Cause there are  NO   CHANGES  planned for 2011 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5065975827194231773?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5065975827194231773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5065975827194231773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5065975827194231773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5065975827194231773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/12/subject-to-my-dearest-friends-family-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1323644068012164559</id><published>2010-12-03T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:46:02.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From: Hester, Michelle L.       Subject: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY: There were  probably  many, many times this year when I  may  have  Disturbed you,  Troubled you,  Pestered you,  Irritated you,  Bugged you,  Or got on your nerves....   So today I just wanted to tell you...........               Suck it up Cupcake!!!   'Cause there are  NO   CHANGES  planned for 2011 !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.txfb-ins.com/"&gt;From: Hester, Michelle L.&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;Subject: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp;amp; FAMILY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck it up Cupcake!!!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there are NO CHANGES planTO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp;amp; FAMILY:&lt;br /&gt;There were probably many, many times this year when I may have&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed you,&lt;br /&gt;Troubled you,&lt;br /&gt;Pestered you,&lt;br /&gt;Irritated you,&lt;br /&gt;Bugged you,&lt;br /&gt;Or got on your&lt;br /&gt;nerves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I just wanted to tell you...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ned for 2011 !!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1323644068012164559?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.txfb-ins.com/' title='From: Hester, Michelle L.       Subject: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY: There were  probably  many, many times this year when I  may  have  Disturbed you,  Troubled you,  Pestered you,  Irritated you,  Bugged you,  Or got on your nerves....   So today I just wanted to tell you...........               Suck it up Cupcake!!!   &apos;Cause there are  NO   CHANGES  planned for 2011 !!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1323644068012164559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1323644068012164559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1323644068012164559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1323644068012164559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/12/from-hester-michelle-l-subject-to-my.html' title='From: Hester, Michelle L.       Subject: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY: TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY: There were  probably  many, many times this year when I  may  have  Disturbed you,  Troubled you,  Pestered you,  Irritated you,  Bugged you,  Or got on your nerves....   So today I just wanted to tell you...........               Suck it up Cupcake!!!   &apos;Cause there are  NO   CHANGES  planned for 2011 !!!'/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2518342514228312481</id><published>2010-11-08T15:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:40:11.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi every one try this one,,, you'll love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is interesting.  When you get the web site up,Click on the state.  Then the next window is a listingof  cities in that state.   Click on your cityAnd there are speed trap locations listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.speedtrap.org/speedtraps/stetlist.asp" href="http://www.speedtrap.org/speedtraps/stetlist.asp" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.speedtrap.org/speedtraps/stetlist.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2518342514228312481?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2518342514228312481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2518342514228312481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2518342514228312481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2518342514228312481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/11/hi-every-one-try-this-one-youll-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2641047218478164057</id><published>2010-09-25T14:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T14:34:33.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTERVIEW FROM GOD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TJ5AhW4NkuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Nvx0JD8MlOs/s1600/water+beach.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520921135024018146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TJ5AhW4NkuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Nvx0JD8MlOs/s400/water+beach.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY BREATHTAKING, Worth watching - will make your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not already had the pleasure, you are in for a treat! Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the sound&lt;br /&gt;please click on: &lt;a title="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/popup-frame.html" href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/popup-frame.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;The interview&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE TAKE THE TIME TO VIEW THIS, IT IS EALLY BEAUTIFUL!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2641047218478164057?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2641047218478164057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2641047218478164057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2641047218478164057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2641047218478164057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/09/absolutely-breathtaking-worth-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TJ5AhW4NkuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Nvx0JD8MlOs/s72-c/water+beach.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2970406719780207893</id><published>2010-08-24T14:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:33:05.814-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JUST FOR RED NECKS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THQPIxv3CKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/TH697-Bs-Zg/s1600/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509044887648405666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THQPIxv3CKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/TH697-Bs-Zg/s400/flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENERAL:1. Never take a beer to a job interview.2. Always identify people in your yard before shooting at them.3. It's considered tacky to take a cooler to church.4. If you have to vacuum the bed, it is time to change the sheets.5. Even if you're certain that you are included in the will, it is still rude to drive the U-Haul to the funeral home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DINING OUT:1. When decanting wine, make sure that you tilt the paper cup and pour slowly so as not to "bruise" the fruit of the vine.2. If drinking directly from the bottle, always hold it with your hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENTERTAINING IN YOUR HOME:1. A centerpiece for the table should never be anything prepared by a taxidermist.2. Do not allow the dog to eat at the table, no matter how good his manners are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PERSONAL HYGIENE:1. While ears need to be cleaned regularly, this is a job that should be done in private using one's OWN truck keys.2. Even if you live alone, deodorant is not a waste of good money.3. Use of proper toiletries can only delay bathing for a few days.4. Dirt and grease under the fingernails is a social no-no, as they tend to detract from a woman's jewelry and alter the taste of finger foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DATING (Outside the Family):1. Always offer to bait your date's hook, especially on the first date.2. Be assertive. Let her know you're interested: "I've been wanting to go out with you since I read that stuff on the bathroom wall two years ago."3. Establish with her parents what time she is expected back. Some will say 10:00 PM. Others might say "Monday." If the latter is the answer, it is the man's responsibility to get her to school on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEATRE ETIQUETTE:1. Crying babies should be taken to the lobby and picked up immediately after the movie has ended.2. Refrain from talking to characters on the screen. Tests have proven they can't hear you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEDDINGS:1. Livestock is usually a poor choice for a wedding gift.2. Kissing the bride for more than 5 seconds may get you shot.3. For the groom, at least, rent a tux. A leisure suit with a cummerbund and a clean bowling shirt can create a tacky appearance.4. Though uncomfortable, say "yes" to socks and shoes for this special occasion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.DRIVING ETIQUETTE:1. Dim your headlights for approaching vehicles, even if the gun is loaded and the deer is in sight.2. When approaching a four-way stop, the vehicle with the largest tires does not always have the right of way.3. Never tow another car using panty hose and duct tape.4. When sending your wife down the road with a gas can, it is impolite to ask her to bring back beer too.5. Do not lay rubber while traveling in a funeral procession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;REMEBER THIS IS ALL IN FUN!!!! TAKE NO OFFENCE !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE ARE ALL RED NECKS INSIDE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2970406719780207893?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2970406719780207893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2970406719780207893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2970406719780207893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2970406719780207893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/08/general1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THQPIxv3CKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/TH697-Bs-Zg/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2665633767828443550</id><published>2010-08-23T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T14:24:18.649-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A ROSE FOR A FRIEND'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THK8ngMLnNI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jvsMcwVLlbU/s1600/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508672681069485266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THK8ngMLnNI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jvsMcwVLlbU/s400/rose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2665633767828443550?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2665633767828443550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2665633767828443550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2665633767828443550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2665633767828443550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THK8ngMLnNI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jvsMcwVLlbU/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3799924112784332796</id><published>2010-08-23T14:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T14:17:08.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever friendships'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THK6EmtJDVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/P8uKHtYSfzc/s1600/Funny+Stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508669882499665234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THK6EmtJDVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/P8uKHtYSfzc/s400/Funny+Stuff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who changes your life&lt;br /&gt;just by being part of it.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;until you can't stop;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who makes you believe&lt;br /&gt;that there really is good in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who convinces you&lt;br /&gt;that there really is an unlocked door&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for you to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Forever Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;This is the sacred RED ROSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You MUST pass this rose on to at least 5 people including me, within the hour of receiving this rose. After you do, make a wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be nice &amp;amp; pass it on.....May we all be loved so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is SO true!!  you known it after you have lost a good friend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wish for her now, is REST IN PEACE, Alice!!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From your forever good friend ,,, Fran&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/17422429-3799924112784332796?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3799924112784332796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3799924112784332796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3799924112784332796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3799924112784332796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-in-life-you-find-special.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/THK6EmtJDVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/P8uKHtYSfzc/s72-c/Funny+Stuff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4905291326208632766</id><published>2010-07-14T14:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:22:33.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am rich     oh yeh'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TD3_r43Cg9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Y7ZRbREWtGI/s1600/wow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493828249924568018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TD3_r43Cg9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Y7ZRbREWtGI/s400/wow.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm rich! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silver in the Hair Gold in the Teeth Stones in the Kidneys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugar in the Blood &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead in the Ass &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iron in the Arteries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And an inexhaustible supply of Natural Gas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never thought I'd accumulate such wealth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could think of a few other things,,,, but,,,,, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a family blog!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(laughing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; sometimes!!   Smile****** you know what I mean!     Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4905291326208632766?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4905291326208632766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4905291326208632766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4905291326208632766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4905291326208632766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-rich-silver-in-hair-gold-in-teeth.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TD3_r43Cg9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Y7ZRbREWtGI/s72-c/wow.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2370046441662143693</id><published>2010-07-02T11:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:22:42.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menopause funny laughing true'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TC4D5_tt5BI/AAAAAAAAAk8/XFdBETOH6fQ/s1600/hey+god+llooken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489329290701825042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TC4D5_tt5BI/AAAAAAAAAk8/XFdBETOH6fQ/s400/hey+god+llooken.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            HEY GOODLOOKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!     COULD NOT RESIST!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                                SMILE, LIFE IS TO SHORT NOT TO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menopause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jewelry My husband, being unhappy with my mood swings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought me a mood ring the other day so he would be Able to monitor my moods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've discovered that when I'm in a good mood, it Turns green. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm in a bad mood, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it leaves a Big frickin red mark on his forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe next time he'll buy me a diamond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumb ass.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh,,,,, Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2370046441662143693?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2370046441662143693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2370046441662143693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2370046441662143693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2370046441662143693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-goodlooking-could-not-resist-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TC4D5_tt5BI/AAAAAAAAAk8/XFdBETOH6fQ/s72-c/hey+god+llooken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8481177372577167268</id><published>2010-06-30T14:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T14:56:17.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 4 TH read and think about OUR America'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuS18FU6SI/AAAAAAAAAk0/MLi0vJf35hA/s1600/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488642026240272674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuS18FU6SI/AAAAAAAAAk0/MLi0vJf35hA/s320/image002.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuS1iI-pzI/AAAAAAAAAks/glo-EXSpWb4/s1600/image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488642019276269362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuS1iI-pzI/AAAAAAAAAks/glo-EXSpWb4/s320/image013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PLEASE HAVE A HAPPY SAFE 4TH OF JULY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FRAN&lt;/span&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/17422429-8481177372577167268?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8481177372577167268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8481177372577167268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8481177372577167268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8481177372577167268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/06/please-have-happy-safe-4th-of-july-fran.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuS18FU6SI/AAAAAAAAAk0/MLi0vJf35hA/s72-c/image002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-9002911714488382707</id><published>2010-06-30T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T14:46:59.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuRDRLpCjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/sRLbJ5OaM34/s1600/eagle+%26+flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488639305647970722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuQXlFk2aI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lFPYVBOTxco/s200/flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don’t do anything about it” —Albert Einstein- This is a heart warming story !!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Boys And Thirteen Hands... Each year I am hired to go to Washington , DC , with the eighth grade class from Clinton, WI, where I grew up, to videotape their trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I greatly enjoy visiting our nation's capitol, and each year I take some special memories back with me. This fall's trip was especially memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the last night of our trip, we stopped at the Iwo Jima memorial. This memorial is the largest bronze statue in the world and depicts one of the most famous photographs in history -- that of the six brave soldiers raising the American Flag at the top of a rocky hill on the island of Iwo Jima , Japan , during WW II. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over one hundred students and chaperones piled off the buses and headed towards the memorial. I noticed a solitary figure at the base of the statue, and as I got closer he asked, 'Where are you guys from?' I told him that we were from Wisconsin ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Hey, I'm a cheese head, too! Come gather around, Cheese heads, and I will tell you a story.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(James Bradley just happened to be in Washington, DC, to speak at the memorial the following day. He was there that night to say good night to his dad, who had passed away. He was just about to leave when he saw the buses pull up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I videotaped him as he spoke to us, and received his permission to share what he said from my videotape. It is one thing to tour the incredible monuments filled with history in Washington , DC , but it is quite another to get the kind of insight we received that night.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When all had gathered around, he reverently began to speak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Here are his words that night.)'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name is James Bradley and I'm from Antigo, Wisconsin ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad is on that statue, and I just wrote a book called 'Flags of Our Fathers' which is #5 on the New York Times Best Seller list right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the story of the six boys you see behind me. 'Six boys raised the flag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first guy putting the pole in the ground is Harlon Block. Harlon was an all-state football player. He enlisted in the Marine Corps with all the senior members of his football team. They were off to play another type of game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A game called 'War.' But it didn't turn out to be a game. Harlon, at the age of 21, died with his intestines in his hands. I don't say that to gross you out, I say that because there are people who stand in front of this statue and talk about the glory of war. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys need to know that most of the boys in Iwo Jima were 17, 18, and 19 years old - and it was so hard that the ones who did make it home never even would talk to their families about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(He pointed to the statue) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'You see this next guy? That's Rene Gagnon from New Hampshire .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you took Rene's helmet off at the moment this photo was taken and looked in the webbing of that helmet, you would find a photograph...a photograph of his girlfriend. Rene put that in there for protection because he was scared. He was 18 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was just boys who won the battle of Iwo Jima ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys. Not old men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'The next guy here, the third guy in this tableau, was Sergeant Mike Strank. Mike is my hero. He was the hero of all these guys. They called him the 'old man' because he was so old. He was already 24. When Mike would motivate his boys in training camp, he didn't say, 'Let's go kill some Japanese' or 'Let's die for our country.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knew he was talking to little boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead he would say, 'You do what I say, and I'll get you home to your mothers.' 'The last guy on this side of the statue is Ira Hayes, a Pima Indian from Arizona...Ira Hayes was one who walked off Iwo Jima..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.He went into the White House with my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;President Truman told him, 'You're a hero'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told reporters, 'How can I feel like a hero when 250 of my buddies hit the island with me and only 27 of us walked off alive?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you take your class at school, 250 of you spending a year together having fun, doing everything together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then all 250 of you hit the beach, but only 27 of your classmates walk off alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was Ira Hayes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had images of horror in his mind. Ira Hayes carried the pain home with him and eventually died dead drunk, face down at the age of 32 (ten years after this picture was taken). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'The next guy, going around the statue, is Franklin Sousley from Hilltop, Kentucky . A fun-lovin' hillbilly boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His best friend, who is now 70, told me, 'Yeah, you know, we took two cows up on the porch of the Hilltop General Store. Then we strung wire across the stairs so the cows couldn't get down. Then we fed them Epsom salts. Those cows crapped all night.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, he was a fun-lovin' hillbilly boy. Franklin died on Iwo Jima at the age of 19. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the telegram came to tell his mother that he was dead, it went to the Hilltop General Store. A barefoot boy ran that telegram up to his mother's farm. The neighbors could hear her scream all night and into the morning. Those neighbors lived a quarter of a mile away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.'The next guy, as we continue to go around the statue, is my dad, John Bradley, from Antigo, Wisconsin , where I was raised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad lived until 1994, but he would never give interviews. When Walter Cronkite's producers or the New York Times would call, we were trained as little kids to say 'No, I'm sorry, sir, my dad's not here. He is in Canada fishing. No, there is no phone there, sir. No, we don't know when he is coming back.' My dad never fished or even went to Canada . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually, he was sitting there right at the table eating his Campbell 's soup. But we had to tell the press that he was out fishing. He didn't want to talk to the press. 'You see, like Ira Hayes, my dad didn't see himself as a hero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone thinks these guys are heroes, 'cause they are in a photo and on a monument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad knew better. He was a medic. John Bradley from Wisconsin was a caregiver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Iwo Jima he probably held over 200 boys as they died. And when boys died in Iwo Jima , they writhed and screamed, without any medication or help with the pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'When I was a little boy, my third grade teacher told me that my dad was a hero. When I went home and told my dad that, he looked at me and said, 'I want you always to remember that the heroes of Iwo Jima are the guys who did not come back. Did NOT come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.''So that's the story about six nice young boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three died on Iwo Jima , and three came back as national heroes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, 7,000 boys died on Iwo Jima in the worst battle in the history of the Marine Corps. My voice is giving out, so I will end here. Thank you for your time.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, the monument wasn't just a big old piece of metal with a flag sticking out of the top. It came to life before our eyes with the heartfelt words of a son who did indeed have a father who was a hero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not a hero for the reasons most people would believe, but a hero nonetheless. We need to remember that God created this vast and glorious world for us to live in, freely, but also at great sacrifice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us never forget from the Revolutionary War to the current War on Terrorism and all the wars in-between that sacrifice was made for our freedom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember to pray praises for this great country of ours and also pray for those still in murderous unrest around the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP and thank God for being alive and being free at someone else's sacrifice.God Bless You and God Bless America ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.REMINDER: Everyday that you can wake up free, it's going to be a great day.One thing I learned while on tour with my 8th grade students in DC that is not mentioned here is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.that if you look at the statue very closely and count the number of 'hands' raising the flag, there are 13. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the man who made the statue was asked why there were 13, he simply said the 13th hand was the hand of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great story - worth your time - worth every American's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2943028917669730919?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2943028917669730919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2943028917669730919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2943028917669730919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2943028917669730919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TCuQXlFk2aI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lFPYVBOTxco/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2712128890431034747</id><published>2010-06-24T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:14:59.011-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE TREE BEARS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table.  He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells,&lt;br /&gt; how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots?&lt;br /&gt;It was Mummy Bear who got up first.&lt;br /&gt;It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house.&lt;br /&gt; It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away.&lt;br /&gt; It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper and croissants.&lt;br /&gt;It was Mummy Bear who set the darn table.&lt;br /&gt; 'It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.&lt;br /&gt; 'And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-arses downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; 'I HAVEN'T MADE THE FRIGGING PORRIDGE YET'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THIS ONE,,,, AND IT IS SO TRUE! (LAUGHING)&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SMILING YET!!!      YOU SHOULD BE! &lt;br /&gt;FRAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incredimail.com/?id=606431&amp;amp;rui=124134248" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2712128890431034747?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2712128890431034747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2712128890431034747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2712128890431034747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2712128890431034747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/06/far-more-accurate-account-of-events-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2551568660678373561</id><published>2010-06-18T14:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T15:04:03.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitches to the end   Oh YES'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TBvCqyxOmwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/7N6c7CmC930/s1600/lord+bless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484191011692256002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TBvCqyxOmwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/7N6c7CmC930/s400/lord+bless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCHES TIL THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A doctor, just after an examination of his female patient, sighed and said, "I've got some bad news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have cancer, and you'd best put your affairs in order."The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting, saying "Well, daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don't go so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this case, things aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have a martini."After 3 or 4 drinks, the two were feeling a little less sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were some laughs and more martinis.The two were eventually approached by some of the woman's friends, who were curious as to what the two were celebrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The woman told her friends they were drinking to her impending end, "I've been diagnosed with AIDS." the woman said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her friends were aghast, gave the woman their condolences and beat a hasty retreat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the friends left, the woman's daughter leaned over and whispered to her Mom, "I thought you were dying of cancer, but you just told your friends you were dying of AIDS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did you do that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She replied, "Honey, it's because I don't want any of those bitches sleeping with your father after I'm gone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And THAT, my friends, is what is called, "Putting Your Affairs In Order!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'm gonna remember this one!) HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay backs are BITCH !!! I LIKE this one! Fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2551568660678373561?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2551568660678373561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2551568660678373561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2551568660678373561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2551568660678373561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/06/bitches-til-end-doctor-just-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/TBvCqyxOmwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/7N6c7CmC930/s72-c/lord+bless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4670983826302800842</id><published>2010-05-17T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:59:57.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S_GEDJ4kiGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/y7zEofC_GM4/s1600/0E297855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472300211959531618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S_GEDJ4kiGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/y7zEofC_GM4/s400/0E297855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4670983826302800842?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4670983826302800842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4670983826302800842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4670983826302800842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4670983826302800842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S_GEDJ4kiGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/y7zEofC_GM4/s72-c/0E297855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8325697263254772545</id><published>2010-05-17T13:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:12:10.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advise to us old people'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is AWESOME ... something we should all remember.&lt;br /&gt;A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each  morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved  perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today ....&lt;br /&gt;His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.  After  many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled  sweetly when told his room was ready.    As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, a young assistant provided a visual description  of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.   "I love it"  he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just  been presented with a new puppy. 'Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait Sir.' "That doesn't have anything to do with it,"  Mr. Jones replied ....&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time."&lt;br /&gt;"Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is  arranged ...  it's how I arrange my mind.  I already decided to love it.   'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up.  I have a choice;    I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the  parts of my body that no longer work  ... or I can get out of bed and be thankful  for the ones that do.     Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day  and all the happy memories I've stored away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just for this time in my life  ....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Old age is like a bank account ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; You withdraw from what you've put in.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in your bank account of memories!"&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your part in filling my Memory Bank.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I am still depositing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Remember the five simple rules to be happy:   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1.  Free your heart from hatred.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Free your mind from worries.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Live simply.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Give more.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; 5.  Expect less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day, unless you already have other plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell someone else to read this ,, they might need to see it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never know, now some of us are getting old,, we need all the a little help !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say keep moving is the only answer!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is one treason I planted flowers and made 4 flower baskets for my back porch this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grandmother always told me she "loved spring and it felt good to get her hands in the dirt and plant something" So I do it also,, after all she lived to be 97 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that makes a believer out of me,, how about you??  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 75 you'll try any thing (laughing!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Love to you all from an old lady with dirt under her finger nails!   Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8325697263254772545?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8325697263254772545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8325697263254772545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8325697263254772545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8325697263254772545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5631450974297538927</id><published>2010-05-07T14:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:00:50.072-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all the sisters every where'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S-RjFJFQJLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2JXue91H27Q/s1600/lips.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468604787523069106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S-RjFJFQJLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2JXue91H27Q/s400/lips.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass.' They'll be more important as you get older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;''Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;your girlfriends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;your daughters, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all your other women relatives too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'You'll need other women. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Women always do.'What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't I just gotten married? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't I just joined the couple-world? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life.After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS SAYS IT ALL:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distance separates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jobs come and go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Love waxes and wanes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men don't do what they're supposed to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearts break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colleagues forget favors.Careers end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT.........Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at thevalley's end.Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you... Or come in and carry you out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Girlfriends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;daughters, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;granddaughters, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;daughters-in-law, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sisters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sisters-in-law, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mothers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandmothers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all bless our life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure calledwomanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.Every day, we need each other still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful.I just did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short and very sweet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are more than twenty angels in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nine are playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one is reading this blog at this moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Mothers Day to all you sisters out there! Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5631450974297538927?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5631450974297538927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5631450974297538927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5631450974297538927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5631450974297538927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/05/young-wife-sat-on-sofa-on-hot-humid-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S-RjFJFQJLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2JXue91H27Q/s72-c/lips.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-69149617011061152</id><published>2010-05-07T14:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:48:29.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>try this one,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subj: Fwd: Fw: A Think Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK ON THE BELOW LINK AND TAKE THE TEST.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THE NORMAL RATE IS 7 OUT OF 25..  GOOD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;a title="http://www.oldjoeblack.0nyx.com/thinktst.htm" href="http://www.oldjoeblack.0nyx.com/thinktst.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" send="true"&gt;A Think Test&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did pretty good I got 9 out of 25    Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-69149617011061152?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/69149617011061152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=69149617011061152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/69149617011061152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/69149617011061152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/05/try-this-one-subj-fwd-fw-think-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4872514467101941110</id><published>2010-04-10T13:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:05:12.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S8C8_GWUBZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/HHZKTLogFJY/s1600/mom2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458570540595021202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S8C8_GWUBZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/HHZKTLogFJY/s400/mom2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       MY MOTHER&lt;br /&gt;                                                  HARRIET(LINDERMAN) BAUMGART &lt;br /&gt;                                                                   1925..  1965&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4872514467101941110?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4872514467101941110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4872514467101941110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4872514467101941110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4872514467101941110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-mother-harrietlinderman-baumgart.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S8C8_GWUBZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/HHZKTLogFJY/s72-c/mom2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3781710862692041949</id><published>2010-04-10T13:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T13:45:28.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to all mothers (and children)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Newborn's Conversation With God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is beautiful…    &lt;br /&gt;  A Newborn's Conversation with God.A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?&lt;br /&gt;"God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;"The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;"God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;"Again the small child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?&lt;br /&gt;"God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."&lt;br /&gt;"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."&lt;br /&gt;"Who will protect me?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."&lt;br /&gt;"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."&lt;br /&gt;At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."&lt;br /&gt;God said, "You will simply call her, Mom."&lt;br /&gt;Lift a mother's spirit; send this to every mother you know (no matter how old her child is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure wish this was true... some children forget the word MOM.......&lt;br /&gt;To all who reads this , think about the angel you have on earth who is called MOM!&lt;br /&gt;I wish to God all mine would think about it!          FRAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3781710862692041949?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3781710862692041949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3781710862692041949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3781710862692041949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3781710862692041949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/04/newborns-conversation-with-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-6754169978252425877</id><published>2010-04-02T13:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:58:47.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S7YvRAmt_SI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0t1IBSQoM3M/s1600/PRUPLE+IRSIS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455599967872613666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S7YvRAmt_SI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0t1IBSQoM3M/s400/PRUPLE+IRSIS.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             EASTER FLOWERS FOR YOU!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S7YvQ3wBEiI/AAAAAAAAAjM/mPHHjffA0sU/s1600/Baby+Ryan++2+3+2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455599965495693858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S7YvQ3wBEiI/AAAAAAAAAjM/mPHHjffA0sU/s400/Baby+Ryan++2+3+2010+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          My New Great Grandson, born Dec 2009,, Ryan,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    Welcome him to the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S7Yt4ztBS7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/c7e3suo5dQs/s1600/file001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455598452580895666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S7Yt4ztBS7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/c7e3suo5dQs/s400/file001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY EASTER EVERY ONE!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Easter every one!!!!  FRAN&lt;/span&gt;&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/17422429-6754169978252425877?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/6754169978252425877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=6754169978252425877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6754169978252425877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6754169978252425877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-flowers-for-you-my-new-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S7YvRAmt_SI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0t1IBSQoM3M/s72-c/PRUPLE+IRSIS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-6951658193068123954</id><published>2010-03-23T11:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T11:14:07.727-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to think about'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S6jaOATTl8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/GkOgDGeMVz4/s1600-h/cowboy+and+son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451847283065984962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S6jaOATTl8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/GkOgDGeMVz4/s400/cowboy+and+son.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day , the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.&lt;br /&gt;They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.&lt;br /&gt;On their return from their trip , the father asked his son , "How was the trip?"&lt;br /&gt;"It was great , Dad.."&lt;br /&gt;"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah , " said the son.&lt;br /&gt;"So , tell me , what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.&lt;br /&gt;The son answered:&lt;br /&gt;"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.&lt;br /&gt;We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.&lt;br /&gt;We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.&lt;br /&gt;Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.&lt;br /&gt;We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.&lt;br /&gt;We have servants who serve us , but they serve others.&lt;br /&gt;We buy our food , but they grow theirs..&lt;br /&gt;We have walls around our property to protect us , they have friends to protect them."&lt;br /&gt;The boy's father was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Then his son added , "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."&lt;br /&gt;Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate every single thing you have , especially your friends!&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to friends and acquaintances and help them refresh their perspective and appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;"Life is too short and friends are too few." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And families are to far apart!  The kids forget where they came from, good or bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-6951658193068123954?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/6951658193068123954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=6951658193068123954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6951658193068123954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6951658193068123954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-day-father-of-very-wealthy-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S6jaOATTl8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/GkOgDGeMVz4/s72-c/cowboy+and+son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8844003570650134845</id><published>2010-03-14T13:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:12:53.114-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOUR WEDDING INVITATION'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S50kvjvDRgI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kf_Me1MXhB0/s1600-h/Copy+of+wedding+invitatio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448551523653207554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S50kvjvDRgI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kf_Me1MXhB0/s400/Copy+of+wedding+invitatio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S50jUWfZZVI/AAAAAAAAAis/KOc8hrDd5Sk/s1600-h/Copy+of+wedding+invitatio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448549956729791826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S50jUWfZZVI/AAAAAAAAAis/KOc8hrDd5Sk/s320/Copy+of+wedding+invitatio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NOW HERE IS AN INVITATION YOU WILL REALLY GET A KICK OUT OF, ENJOY&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH,,, LAUGH... DON'T YOU WISH YOU COULD HAVE SENT IT,, I SURE DO!&lt;br /&gt;FRAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8844003570650134845?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8844003570650134845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8844003570650134845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8844003570650134845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8844003570650134845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-here-is-invitation-you-will-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S50kvjvDRgI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kf_Me1MXhB0/s72-c/Copy+of+wedding+invitatio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3276712566774751667</id><published>2010-03-13T14:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T14:11:05.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old age is hell'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S5vi6YtmxeI/AAAAAAAAAik/AUx9NUvdL1Q/s1600-h/couple_dog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448197666928772578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S5vi6YtmxeI/AAAAAAAAAik/AUx9NUvdL1Q/s320/couple_dog.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'OLD' IS WHEN... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your sweetie says, 'Let's go upstairs And make love,' and you answer, 'Pick one; I can't do both!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'OLD' IS WHEN... You are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police.&lt;br /&gt;'OLD' IS WHEN.... You don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'OLD' IS WHEN.. 'Getting a little action' means you don't need to take any fiber today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'OLD' IS WHEN... 'Getting lucky' means you found your car in the parking lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'OLD' IS WHEN... An 'all night er' means not getting up to use the bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND 'OLD' IS WHEN... You are not sure if these are facts or jokes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I am now 75 (as of last Sunday!) I can say,OLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the pits! Trust me on this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, take it from me use your time when you are young, well, in your old age it will bring you good memories . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3276712566774751667?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3276712566774751667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3276712566774751667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3276712566774751667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3276712566774751667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S5vi6YtmxeI/AAAAAAAAAik/AUx9NUvdL1Q/s72-c/couple_dog.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4250075967680450078</id><published>2010-03-01T13:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:19:35.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets ask the big guy upstairs for some help'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S4wE3bo8aJI/AAAAAAAAAic/pwQ-8yqZqXY/s1600-h/0E297855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443731399942891666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S4wE3bo8aJI/AAAAAAAAAic/pwQ-8yqZqXY/s320/0E297855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RECIPROCATE PLEASE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God determines who walks into your life....it's up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go. pass this on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'll do this for me, I'll do it for you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find out that God is all you need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take 60 seconds and give this a shot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you do is simply say the following small prayer for the person who sent you this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father, God bless all my friends in whatever it is that You know they may need this day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And may their life be full of your peace, prosperity, and power as he/she seeks to have a closer relationship with you. Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then send it on to five other people, including the one who sent it to you. Within hours you caused a multitude of people to pray for other people. Then sit back and watch the power of God work in your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets try it, god knows we need some help,, maybe he will hear one of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know he is busy.. but maybe he will hear just ONE of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets give it a shot! Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4250075967680450078?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4250075967680450078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4250075967680450078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4250075967680450078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4250075967680450078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/03/reciprocate-please-god-determines-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S4wE3bo8aJI/AAAAAAAAAic/pwQ-8yqZqXY/s72-c/0E297855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1515570749136932307</id><published>2010-02-12T12:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:00:58.662-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lets all have a laugh'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3WXJ0dvkVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AYXd1xfFdSc/s1600-h/ATT023541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437418320077754706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3WXJ0dvkVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AYXd1xfFdSc/s320/ATT023541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NINE WORDS WOMEN USE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;br /&gt;(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' . that will bring on a 'whatever').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) Whatever: Is a woman's way of saying F-- YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Send this to the men you know, to warn them about arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Send this to all the women you know to give them a good laugh, cause they know it's true!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1515570749136932307?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1515570749136932307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1515570749136932307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1515570749136932307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1515570749136932307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/02/nine-words-women-use-1-fine-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3WXJ0dvkVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AYXd1xfFdSc/s72-c/ATT023541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3522663076408227816</id><published>2010-02-10T12:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:23:04.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DON&apos;T TICK OFF A WOMEN'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3Lq90OM6XI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KtJ9yY2s6us/s1600-h/miracle+gro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436666047900739954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3Lq90OM6XI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KtJ9yY2s6us/s320/miracle+gro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3LqwZIEYpI/AAAAAAAAAhk/c1GmT8R4Jhs/s1600-h/underware.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436665817288958610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3LqwZIEYpI/AAAAAAAAAhk/c1GmT8R4Jhs/s320/underware.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE OF THAT UNDERWEAR DUST!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One evening a husband, thinking he was being funny, said to his wife, 'Perhaps we should start washing your clothes in 'Slim Fast.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it would take a few inches off of your butt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'His wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go unrewarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning the husband took a pair of underwear out of his drawer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'What the heck is this?' he said to himself as a little 'dust' cloud appeared when he shook them out.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;April,' he hollered into the bathroom, 'Why did you put talcum powder in my underwear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'She replied with a snicker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'It's not talcum powder; it's 'Miracle Grow'!!!!! ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys just never learn, do not tick off the woman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COME ON YOU HAVE TO SMILE,, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BESIDES ITS SNOWING LIKE HELL HERE A BLIZZARD , THEY SAY,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO,, BE HAPPY!       FRAN&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/17422429-3522663076408227816?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3522663076408227816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3522663076408227816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3522663076408227816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3522663076408227816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/02/beware-of-that-underwear-dust-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S3Lq90OM6XI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KtJ9yY2s6us/s72-c/miracle+gro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-678823112205516965</id><published>2010-02-01T12:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:22:16.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOSE NASTY OLD FARMERS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2cM1bQB0aI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-4W8kft-204/s1600-h/old+ladys+and+farmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433325587433378210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2cM1bQB0aI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-4W8kft-204/s320/old+ladys+and+farmer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2cMmuD1ukI/AAAAAAAAAhE/PblY_QpHmMs/s1600-h/farmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433325334784490050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2cMmuD1ukI/AAAAAAAAAhE/PblY_QpHmMs/s320/farmer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FARMER DECIDED HE WANTED TO GO TO TOWN AND SEE A MOVIE.THE TICKET AGENT ASKED,"SIR, WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR SHOULDER?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OLD FARMER SAID, "THAT'S MY PET ROOSTER CHUCK. WHEREVER I GO, CHUCK GOES." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'M SORRY SIR," SAID THE TICKET AGENT. "WE CAN'T ALLOW ANIMALS IN THE THEATER."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE OLD FARMER WENT AROUND THE CORNER AND STUFFED CHUCK DOWN HIS OVERALLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN HE RETURNED TO THE BOOTH, BOUGHT A TICKET, AND ENTERED THE THEATER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE SAT DOWN NEXT TO TWO OLD WIDOWS NAMED MILDRED AND MARGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOVIE STARTED AND THE ROOSTER BEGAN TO SQUIRM. THE OLD FARMER UNBUTTONED HIS FLY SO CHUCK COULD STICK HIS HEAD OUT AND WATCH THE MOVIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MARGE," WHISPERED MILDRED."WHAT?" SAID MARGE."I THINK THE GUY NEXT TO ME IS A PERVERT."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK SO?" ASKED MARGE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"HE UNDID HIS PANTS AND HE HAS HIS THING OUT", WHISPERED MILDRED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;."WELL, DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT", SAID MARGE.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"AT OUR AGE WE'VE SEEN 'EM ALL""I THOUGHT SO TOO", SAID MILDRED,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"BUT THIS ONE'S EATIN' MY POPCORN!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of this when you go to the movies!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COME ON PUT A SMILE ON YOU FACE, YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!!! fRAN&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/17422429-678823112205516965?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/678823112205516965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=678823112205516965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/678823112205516965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/678823112205516965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/02/farmer-decided-he-wanted-to-go-to-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2cM1bQB0aI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-4W8kft-204/s72-c/old+ladys+and+farmer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5232819685957812973</id><published>2010-01-29T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:52:26.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked fireman calender'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2MRVT9WdkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LJGk1W-GQoM/s1600-h/naked+fireman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204633371473474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2MRVT9WdkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LJGk1W-GQoM/s320/naked+fireman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You just had to look, didn't you!Pass this on to the ladies on your mailing list&lt;br /&gt;And the men who can use a chuckle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOTCHA!!!!!!       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come on SMILE!!!   You Know its cute!!    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5232819685957812973?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5232819685957812973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5232819685957812973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5232819685957812973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5232819685957812973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-just-had-to-look-didnt-youpass-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S2MRVT9WdkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LJGk1W-GQoM/s72-c/naked+fireman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-205435711301267984</id><published>2010-01-19T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T15:23:19.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook | Frances Wright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=app_2309869772&amp;amp;ref=name&amp;amp;id=100000740522123"&gt;Facebook  Frances Wright&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-205435711301267984?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=app_2309869772&amp;ref=name&amp;id=100000740522123' title='Facebook | Frances Wright'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/205435711301267984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=205435711301267984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/205435711301267984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/205435711301267984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/01/facebook-frances-wright.html' title='Facebook | Frances Wright'/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1269682298303685472</id><published>2010-01-13T14:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:02:21.018-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what kind of dessert are you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S04mcKrf32I/AAAAAAAAAg0/_YURT-bNF1g/s1600-h/lord+bless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426316866373017442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S04mcKrf32I/AAAAAAAAAg0/_YURT-bNF1g/s320/lord+bless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No cheating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If all of the eight desserts listed below were sitting in front of you, which would you choose (sorry, you can only pick one)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me...this is very accurate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pick your dessert, and then look to see what psychiatrists think about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;REMEMBER - No Cheating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make your choice before you check the meaning. After taking this dessert personality test, send this e-mail on to others, but when you do, be sure to put your choice of dessert in the subject box above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are your choices:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Angel Food Cake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Brownies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Vanilla Cake With Chocolate Icing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Strawberry Short Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Chocolate Cake With Chocolate Icing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Ice Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Carrot Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, you can't change your mind once you scroll down, so think carefully about what your choice will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK - Now that you've made your choice, this is what the researchers say about you... SCROLL DOWN--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-No Cheating &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. ANGEL FOOD CAKE -- Sweet, loving, cuddly. You love all warm and fuzzy items. A little nutty at times. Sometimes you need an ice cream cone at the end of the day. Others perceive you as being childlike and immature at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. BROWNIES -- You are adventurous, love new ideas, and are a champion of underdogs and a slayer of dragons. When tempers flare up you whip out your saber. You are always the oddball with a unique sense of humor and direction. You tend to be very loyal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. LEMON MERINGUE -- Smooth, sexy, &amp;amp; articulate with your hands, you are an excellent caregiver and a good teacher. But don't try to walk and chew gum at the same time. A bit of a diva at times, you set your own style because you do your own thing. You shine when it comes to helping others and have many friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. VANILLA CAKE WITH CHOCOLATE ICING -- Fun-loving, sassy, humorous, not very grounded in life; very indecisive and lacking motivation. Everyone enjoys being around you, but you are a practical joker.. Others should be cautious in making you mad. However, you are a friend for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE -- Romantic, warm, loving. You care about other people, can be counted on in a pinch and expect the same in return. Intuitively keen. You can be very emotional at times but a true person in every way. You like to do things for yourself and help others learn about themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. CHOCOLATE CAKE WITH CHOCOLATE ICING-- Sexy; always ready to give and receive. Very creative, adventurous, ambitious, and passionate. You can appear to have a cold exterior but are warm on the inside. Not afraid to take chances. Will not settle for anything average in life. Love to laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. ICE CREAM -- You like sports, whether it be baseball, football,basketball, or soccer. If you could, you would like to participate, but you enjoy watching sports. You don't like to give up the remote control. You tend to be self-centered and high maintenance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. CARROT CAKE -- You are a very fun loving person, who likes to laugh. You are fun to be with. People like to hang out with you. You are a very warm hearted person and a little quirky at times. You have many loyal friends. You were meant to lead and teach others. A wonderful role model. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let your friends read this and tell you thier choices! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like STRAWBERRY SHORT CAKE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1269682298303685472?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1269682298303685472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1269682298303685472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1269682298303685472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1269682298303685472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-cheating.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/S04mcKrf32I/AAAAAAAAAg0/_YURT-bNF1g/s72-c/lord+bless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2935695801250669797</id><published>2009-11-25T12:35:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:16:59.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to our sevice men and gals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets say thanks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XEROX IS DOING SOMETHING COOL&lt;br /&gt;If you go to this web site,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" href="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.letssaythanks.com/&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and send it to a service person who is currently serving in Iraq . You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.&lt;br /&gt;How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!! It is FREE and only takes a second.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be wonderful if our service men and women received a bunch of these? Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers need to know we are behind them.&lt;br /&gt;This takes just 10 seconds and it's a wonderful way to say thank you. Please take the time, and then pass it on to others. We can never say enough thank you's.&lt;br /&gt;I put this o last year , I hope every one does it,, and save it for the Christmas season,,,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2935695801250669797?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2935695801250669797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2935695801250669797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2935695801250669797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2935695801250669797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/11/xerox-is-doing-something-cool-if-you-go_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-103467476442321804</id><published>2009-11-25T12:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:44:14.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='send card to guys and gals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the sevice'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sw1sUcRplzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6XlZSuaIRL8/s1600/image006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408097825985238834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sw1sUcRplzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6XlZSuaIRL8/s320/image006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sw1r6IDVWTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/xq19n2E47iU/s1600/image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408097373879884082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sw1r6IDVWTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/xq19n2E47iU/s320/image017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XEROX IS DOING SOMETHING COOL&lt;br /&gt;If you go to this web site,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" href="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.letssaythanks.com/&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and send it to a service person who is currently serving in Iraq . You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.&lt;br /&gt;How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!! It is FREE and only takes a second.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be wonderful if our service men and women received a bunch of these? Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers need to know we are behind them.&lt;br /&gt;This takes just 10 seconds and it's a wonderful way to say thank you. Please take the time, and then pass it on to others. We can never say enough thank you's.&lt;br /&gt;I put this on last year ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I hope every one does it,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and save it for the Christmas season,,,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU ALL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A CUP OF LAUGHTER FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless and keep them all safe! Fran &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/17422429-103467476442321804?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/103467476442321804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=103467476442321804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/103467476442321804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/103467476442321804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/11/xerox-is-doing-something-cool-if-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sw1sUcRplzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6XlZSuaIRL8/s72-c/image006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-6622798469926897179</id><published>2009-11-10T14:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:25:29.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to you all amazing women'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Svm-FNInEnI/AAAAAAAAAgc/pE8lf9DcMUc/s1600-h/women.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402558224642019954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Svm-FNInEnI/AAAAAAAAAgc/pE8lf9DcMUc/s320/women.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God doesn't give you the people you want; He gives you the people you NEED... to help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be. I LOVE YOU!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW, YOU'RE ON THE CLOCK!!!! IN 9 MINUTES SOMETHING WILL MAKE YOU HAPPY, BUT YOU HAVE TO TELL 9 SISTERS YOU LOVE THEM INCLUDING ME.. GO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;One Flaw In Women &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Women have strengths that amaze men...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They smile when they want to scream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They sing when they want to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They fight for what they believe in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They stand up to injustice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They go without so their family can have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They love unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their hearts break when a friend dies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart. Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They bring joy, hope and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have compassion and ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They give moral support to their family and friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Women have vital things to say and everything to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.&lt;br /&gt;Please pass this along to all your women friends and relatives to remind them just how amazing they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-6622798469926897179?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/6622798469926897179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=6622798469926897179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6622798469926897179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6622798469926897179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-doesnt-give-you-people-you-want-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Svm-FNInEnI/AAAAAAAAAgc/pE8lf9DcMUc/s72-c/women.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8435238061954954524</id><published>2009-11-02T14:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:15:00.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"HAPPY FALL Y'ALL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one pumpkin to another!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman was asked by a coworker, 'What is it like to be a Christian?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coworker replied, 'It is like being a pumpkin.'  God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you.  Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed.  Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was passed on to me by another pumpkin.  Now it's your turn to pass it to other pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this enough to send it to all the pumpkins in my patch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8435238061954954524?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8435238061954954524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8435238061954954524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8435238061954954524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8435238061954954524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-fall-yall-from-one-pumpkin-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8224596212860826736</id><published>2009-10-28T14:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:13:48.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Holloween to you all'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SuiJXWosm9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/6oJQU_46mQ8/s1600-h/full+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SuiJXWosm9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/6oJQU_46mQ8/s320/full+moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397715187709811666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLLOWEEN!!!    Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8224596212860826736?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8224596212860826736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8224596212860826736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8224596212860826736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8224596212860826736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SuiJXWosm9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/6oJQU_46mQ8/s72-c/full+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-6345431893471978557</id><published>2009-10-27T14:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:16:44.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in Gods hands maybe he is watching over us.DIGITALLY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SudBsYqvvGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/thHQejDAuuk/s1600-h/ingods+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SudBsYqvvGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/thHQejDAuuk/s320/ingods+hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397354909218618466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken in   Kentucky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOORY TO TELL YOU THIS WAS A DIGITALY PRODUCED PHOTO! BUT I GUESS THE THOUGHT WAS GOOD,,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara Winship sent this out, it is called: 'God's hands'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture on Hwy 30, traveling to  London , KY. It has given me strength in the times of trouble. I feel I should share it with the rest of the world. I hope it is an inspiration to you.  It just goes to show what we already know....  We have a God and he's watching over us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I e-mailed this picture to News Channel 36.  I was contacted by Meteorologist John James. He said that this picture of the sky is showing up, in all states, around the world  He wanted to know where I was from and where I took it.  He saw a similar picture taken in  Texas . &lt;br /&gt;He said this is amazing to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at this picture?  It reminds me of that song He's got the whole word in his hands.  He is definitely in control.  Enjoy and pass it along.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS VERY IMPRESSIVE, DON'T YOU THINK SO?  FRAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-6345431893471978557?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/6345431893471978557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=6345431893471978557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6345431893471978557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6345431893471978557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-taken-in-kentucky-cara-winship.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SudBsYqvvGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/thHQejDAuuk/s72-c/ingods+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5648003567211947948</id><published>2009-10-22T14:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:34:25.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIGHT SAVE YOU FROM THE FLU'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know if this actually works or if there is scientific fact to back it up,&lt;br /&gt;but you never know...and it can't hurt to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1919, when the flu killed 40 million people, there was a Doctor who visited the many farmers to see if he could help them combat the flu.  Many of the farmers and their families had contracted it and many died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor came upon one farmer and his family, and to his surprise, everyone was very healthy.  When the doctor asked what the farmer was doing that was different, the wife replied that she had placed an unpeeled onion in a dish in each of the rooms of the home (probably only two rooms back then).  The doctor couldn't believe it and asked if he could have one of the onions to place under a microscope.  She gave him one and when he did, he did find the flu virus in the onion.  It obviously absorbed the virus, therefore, keeping the family healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I heard this story from my hairdresser in Arizona.  She said that several years ago, many of her employees were coming down with the flu and so were many of her customers.  The next year she placed several bowls with onions around in her shop.  To her surprise, none of her staff got sick.  It must work.  (And no, she is not in the onion business.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is, buy some onions and place them in bowls around your home.  If you work at a desk, place one or two in your office or under your desk or even on top somewhere.  Try it and see what happens.   We did it last year and we never got the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this prevents you and your loved ones from getting sick, all the better.  If you do get the flu, it just might be a mild case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, what have you to lose?  Just a few bucks on onions!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T CHECK WITH SNOPES,, OR ANY THING, JUST THOUGHT IT WOULD BEINTERESTING!!&lt;br /&gt;sO AS USUAL i AM PASSING IT ALONG,,    FRAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5648003567211947948?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5648003567211947948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5648003567211947948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5648003567211947948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5648003567211947948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-know-if-this-actually-works-or-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5538902985924458973</id><published>2009-10-20T13:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:35:31.024-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other things also'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonanzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totes handmade by me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3y4TVk0yI/AAAAAAAAAf8/EgQHDywINhQ/s1600-h/doggie+in+the+window+%26teddy+bears+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3y4TVk0yI/AAAAAAAAAf8/EgQHDywINhQ/s320/doggie+in+the+window+%26teddy+bears+2008+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394734977737085730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3yIHgtYQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/AO2PwjvW1xs/s1600-h/Hot+wheels+speedster+-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3yIHgtYQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/AO2PwjvW1xs/s320/Hot+wheels+speedster+-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394734149928837378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3x4an2GJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/prokPlUUFfw/s1600-h/1939++Lincoln+%26+1936+Cord+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3x4an2GJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/prokPlUUFfw/s320/1939++Lincoln+%26+1936+Cord+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394733880181135506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3xpizO4hI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JEGFzHqYOGo/s1600-h/oct+++13+++09+++pictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3xpizO4hI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JEGFzHqYOGo/s320/oct+++13+++09+++pictures+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394733624678343186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3xcrWhZvI/AAAAAAAAAfc/17mb_gu4-vQ/s1600-h/patriotic-Bonanzle-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3xcrWhZvI/AAAAAAAAAfc/17mb_gu4-vQ/s320/patriotic-Bonanzle-small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394733403635541746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember visit me at Jerseypeaches,, listed at the side of this blog,,, for the other items I have for sale,, Happy to have you visit!    Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5538902985924458973?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5538902985924458973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5538902985924458973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5538902985924458973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5538902985924458973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/10/remember-visit-me-at-jeryspeaches.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3y4TVk0yI/AAAAAAAAAf8/EgQHDywINhQ/s72-c/doggie+in+the+window+%26teddy+bears+2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-405633430582513811</id><published>2009-10-20T13:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:16:38.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for all to read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Teresa prayer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3uPqZ-L-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/mBQJsHXH1SE/s1600-h/pope+%26+St+Teresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3uPqZ-L-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/mBQJsHXH1SE/s320/pope+%26+St+Teresa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394729881508392930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are not aware! , Saint Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little Ways, meaning she believed in doing the little things in life well and with great love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is represented by roses. May everyone who receives this message be blessed..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theresa's Prayer cannot be deleted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer. That's all you have to do.. There is nothing attached. Just share this with people and see what happens on the fourth day.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. Read the prayer below.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Theresa's Prayer ............. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May today there be peace within.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you be confident knowing you are a child of God. Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is there for each and every one of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take the time to read this,it will do you good, just to do it!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will help some one,, please pass this around to your Friends,,&lt;br /&gt;The good Lord knows we need all the help we can get, so maybe this is just one more way, to ask for some spiritual help!&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all !&lt;br /&gt;Take care of our guys and gals who have put their lives on the line,over there in some god forsaken place in the world, to keep us safe.&lt;br /&gt; Thanks for stopping to read this,,,,,,,,, Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-405633430582513811?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/405633430582513811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=405633430582513811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/405633430582513811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/405633430582513811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-case-you-are-not-aware-saint-theresa.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/St3uPqZ-L-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/mBQJsHXH1SE/s72-c/pope+%26+St+Teresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5354400725127763753</id><published>2009-10-15T13:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:03:53.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old people funny they always are to someone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StdVs-NnD9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/nruTcKPtH98/s1600-h/lady+withcats.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StdVs-NnD9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/nruTcKPtH98/s320/lady+withcats.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392873309902147538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had to remind me, so I'm reminding you too. Don't laugh.....it is all true... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perks of reaching 50 or being over 60 and heading towards 70! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Kidnappers are not very interested in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In a hostage situation you are likely to be released first.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No one expects you to run - anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People call at 9 pm and ask, did I wake you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People no longer view you as a hypochondriac. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. There is nothing left to learn the hard way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Things you buy now won't wear out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  You can eat supper at 4 pm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  You get into heated arguments about pension plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  You quit trying to hold your stomach in no matter who walks into the room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  You sing along with elevator music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Your eyes won't get much worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15  . Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Your supply of brain cells is finally down to manageable size.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You can't remember who sent you this list.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you notice these are all in Big Print for your convenience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward this to every one you can remember right now! &lt;br /&gt;And Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5354400725127763753?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5354400725127763753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5354400725127763753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5354400725127763753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5354400725127763753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/10/someone-had-to-remind-me-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StdVs-NnD9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/nruTcKPtH98/s72-c/lady+withcats.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8473829894912552777</id><published>2009-10-13T12:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:09:49.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do you know GOD this soldier did'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StSlkBNJA7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/xFzfa39ZN_I/s1600-h/image006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StSlkBNJA7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/xFzfa39ZN_I/s320/image006.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116692086752178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StSk5irbx3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/7dc7KnyfXFc/s1600-h/lord+bless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StSk5irbx3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/7dc7KnyfXFc/s320/lord+bless.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392115962337806194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; GOD Is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Busy &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;   If you don't know GOD, don't make stupid&lt;br /&gt;&gt; remarks!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; A United States Marine was taking some&lt;br /&gt;&gt; college courses between assignments. He had completed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; missions in Iraq and Afghanistan . One of the courses&lt;br /&gt;&gt; had a professor who was an avowed atheist, and a member&lt;br /&gt;&gt; of the ACLU. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;   One day the professor shocked the class when he came&lt;br /&gt;&gt; in...  He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; GOD if you are real then I want you to k nock me off&lt;br /&gt;&gt; this platform. I'll give you exactly 15&lt;br /&gt;&gt; min.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin&lt;br /&gt;&gt; drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 'Here I am GOD, I'm still waiting.' &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;   It got down to the last couple of minutes when the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Marine got out of his chair, went up to the professor,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The&lt;br /&gt;&gt; professor was out cold. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; The&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&gt; The other students were shocked and stunned, and sat&lt;br /&gt;&gt; there looking on in silence. The professor eventually&lt;br /&gt;&gt; came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; asked, 'What in the world is the matter with you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 'Why did you do that?' &lt;br /&gt;&gt; The&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Marine calmly replied, 'GOD was too busy today&lt;br /&gt;&gt; protecting  America 's soldiers who are protecting&lt;br /&gt;&gt; your right to say stupid stuff and act like an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; So He sent me.' &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;   The classroom erupted in cheers! &lt;br /&gt;&gt; SO GLAD TO SEE SOMEONE STEPPED UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;wISH i HAD BEEN THERE!    fRAN&lt;br /&gt;&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&gt; ;          &lt;br /&gt;&gt; THIS  IS  GOOD, KEEP  IT &lt;br /&gt;&gt; GOING!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8473829894912552777?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8473829894912552777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8473829894912552777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8473829894912552777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8473829894912552777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/StSlkBNJA7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/xFzfa39ZN_I/s72-c/image006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4155097384491083922</id><published>2009-09-26T12:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:58:41.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing old is for whimps'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sr5IEqKv6pI/AAAAAAAAAes/UlMa8Vg_ATs/s1600-h/wear+purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sr5IEqKv6pI/AAAAAAAAAes/UlMa8Vg_ATs/s320/wear+purple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385821449257740946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is short, break the rules, forgive sooner, love with true love, laugh without control and always keep smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life is not the party that we were expecting, but in the mean time, we're here and we can still dance......"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing old is not for whimps.....(Jock Smith &amp; Bette Davis ) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thats about the truth ! as ever Old Franny!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4155097384491083922?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4155097384491083922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4155097384491083922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4155097384491083922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4155097384491083922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-short-break-rules-forgive.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sr5IEqKv6pI/AAAAAAAAAes/UlMa8Vg_ATs/s72-c/wear+purple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2514911280832561570</id><published>2009-09-21T11:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:26:36.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the real me ha ha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SreawiU_KHI/AAAAAAAAAek/3hjTnWk0gDc/s1600-h/ATT023541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SreawiU_KHI/AAAAAAAAAek/3hjTnWk0gDc/s320/ATT023541.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383942038183946354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SreaW669YVI/AAAAAAAAAec/QQcra74867U/s1600-h/me.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SreaW669YVI/AAAAAAAAAec/QQcra74867U/s320/me.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383941598109065554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, long, long ago, there lived a woman who did not whine, nag or bitch.  (That would be me...) &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;But that was a long time ago and it was just that one day. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;HA~~~HA~~~ HA~~~~~ HA Made you smile didn't I!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sister Marie!!!      Fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2514911280832561570?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2514911280832561570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2514911280832561570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2514911280832561570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2514911280832561570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-day-long-long-ago-there-lived-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SreawiU_KHI/AAAAAAAAAek/3hjTnWk0gDc/s72-c/ATT023541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2410613951308060319</id><published>2009-09-19T11:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:38:56.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New site I am selling things'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please go to http://www.bonanzle.com/booths/Jerseypeaches&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrTzQCz7WmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Yh1Nbh37gLo/s1600-h/GreenOnOrangeLogo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383194911572712034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrTzQCz7WmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Yh1Nbh37gLo/s320/GreenOnOrangeLogo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bonanzle.com/booths/Jerseypeaches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2410613951308060319?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2410613951308060319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2410613951308060319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2410613951308060319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2410613951308060319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-go-to-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrTzQCz7WmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Yh1Nbh37gLo/s72-c/GreenOnOrangeLogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7443560694586480876</id><published>2009-09-16T15:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:39:59.855-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenny Rodgers what happened to him?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrE-iGKSLBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_kkkshf0YQ8/s1600-h/Kenny+Rodger+..8+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382151785174674450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrE-iGKSLBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_kkkshf0YQ8/s320/Kenny+Rodger+..8+2009+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrE-QNXW8LI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Fbh-RF4V_Ak/s1600-h/Kenny+Rodger+..8+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382151477870915762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrE-QNXW8LI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Fbh-RF4V_Ak/s320/Kenny+Rodger+..8+2009+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrE-CRFtK_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/yNNJKQVHdB4/s1600-h/Kenny+Rodger+..8+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382151238352448498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrE-CRFtK_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/yNNJKQVHdB4/s320/Kenny+Rodger+..8+2009+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello to every one,,, something I need to ask,, no one will answer me,, but I need to put this out there,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see Kenny Rodgers Aug 21 , it was his 71st birthday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But.... we were shock at his apperance, he is so VERY THIN, I am wondering if he is not well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know he had a face lift,,, but what did the do with the rest of him,,????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gave a great show, sang just like the old days ,, but he looked very tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You all know I am old also!!!!(laughing) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, seeing him like this bothers me, we have lost so many wonderful stars,, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year ,, I just pray he is okay,,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Like I said I just needed to put this on here,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets all remeber him in our prayers ,, in case something is wrong,, I sure hope not! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fran&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/17422429-7443560694586480876?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7443560694586480876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7443560694586480876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7443560694586480876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7443560694586480876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-to-every-one-something-i-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SrE-iGKSLBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_kkkshf0YQ8/s72-c/Kenny+Rodger+..8+2009+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3586032065465281162</id><published>2009-09-16T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:26:25.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE THOUGHTS BY DUCKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage changes passion. Suddenly you're in bed with a relative.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a woman wearing a sweat shirt with 'Guess' on it. So I said 'Implants?'  She hit me.&lt;br /&gt;How come we choose from just two people to run for President and over fifty for Miss America? &lt;br /&gt;I signed up for an exercise class and was told to wear loose fitting clothing. If I HAD any loose fitting clothing, I wouldn't have signed up in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;When I was young we used to go 'skinny dipping,' now I just 'chunky dunk.'&lt;br /&gt;Don't argue with an idiot; people watching may not be able to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if whenever we messed up our life we could simply press 'Ctrl Alt Delete' and start all over? AMEN, AMEN !!&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that our children can't read a Bible in school, but they can in prison?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you know it....Brain cells come, and brain cells go, but FAT cells live forever.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to swear on the Bible in court when the Ten Commandments cannot be displayed outside?&lt;br /&gt;Bumper sticker of the year: 'If you can read this, thank a teacher -and, since it's in English, thank a soldier'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And remember: life is like a roll of toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.&lt;br /&gt; love it don't you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3586032065465281162?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3586032065465281162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3586032065465281162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3586032065465281162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3586032065465281162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-thoughts-by-ducky-marriage-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3136132370981362074</id><published>2009-09-09T13:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:52:41.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SqfrUfTSdCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QZYSAfBJM0Y/s1600-h/you+color+my+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379527017149658146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SqfrUfTSdCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QZYSAfBJM0Y/s320/you+color+my+world.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women.... your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'You'll need other women. Women always do.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married Haven't I just joined the couple-world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sisters are the mainstays of her life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After more than 50 years of living in this world here is what I've learned: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS SAYS IT ALL: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time passes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life happens..&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distance separates.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children grow up.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jobs come and go.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love waxes and wanes.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men don't do what they're supposed to do.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearts break.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents die.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colleagues forget favors.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Careers end.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT.......... Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end.. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or come in and carry you out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nor did we know how much we would need each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day, we need each other still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just did. Short and very sweet: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are more than twenty angels in this world.&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nine are playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one is reading her email at this moment.&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Send this message your friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you get replies, someone you love will surprise you.&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy days! Don't break this; it's working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking these are all true! I think you are also, tell your sisters you love them, any way you can,, and while you can! Fran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3136132370981362074?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3136132370981362074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3136132370981362074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3136132370981362074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3136132370981362074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/09/young-wife-sat-on-sofa-on-hot-humid-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SqfrUfTSdCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QZYSAfBJM0Y/s72-c/you+color+my+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-780414230426724183</id><published>2009-08-17T15:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:38:25.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Somxhckx1JI/AAAAAAAAAds/uyoTiO38Fz0/s1600-h/old-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371019218780279954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Somxhckx1JI/AAAAAAAAAds/uyoTiO38Fz0/s320/old-man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two old guys were chatting.....&lt;br /&gt;One said to the other:&lt;br /&gt;"My 80th birthday was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The wife gave me an SUV".&lt;br /&gt;The other guy responded:&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, that's amazing!!.....&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, an SUV!!..&lt;br /&gt;What a great gift!"&lt;br /&gt;First guy:&lt;br /&gt;"Yup !!....�Socks, Underwear and Viagra!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now thats funny!!!!!!!!!!! Fran &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-780414230426724183?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/780414230426724183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=780414230426724183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/780414230426724183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/780414230426724183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-old-guys-were-chatting.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Somxhckx1JI/AAAAAAAAAds/uyoTiO38Fz0/s72-c/old-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3040980650996604232</id><published>2009-08-06T13:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:32:08.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about mothers love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SnsWUL1XqJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QG-36wMg65M/s1600-h/baumgarts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366907916971911314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SnsWUL1XqJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QG-36wMg65M/s320/baumgarts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are my grandparents on my Fathers side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;The Baumgart Framily in about 1898&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Owe My Mother &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE ."If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My mother taught me RELIGION. "You better pray that will come out of the carpet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL."If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My mother taught me LOGIC." Because I said so, that's why."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC . "If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT."Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My mother taught me IRONY. "Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS ."Shut your mouth and eat your supper."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM."Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. My mother taught me about STAMINA ."You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. My mother taught me about WEATHER."This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY."If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE."I brought you into this world, and I can take you out.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION ."Stop acting like your father!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. My mother taught me about ENVY."There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION."Just wait until we get home.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING ."You are going to get it when you get home!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE."If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. My mother taught me ESP."Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. My mother taught me HUMOR."When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT ."If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. My mother taught me GENETICS. "You're just like your father."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS."Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. My mother taught me WISDOM. "When you get to be my age, you'll understand."And my favorite: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. My mother taught me about JUSTICE ."One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I write this with a smile, you see.... but I didn't have long with my Mother, she died at the age of 49 in June 1 1965..... but even in the short years I had her, she did tell me some of these things, thats what makes me smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So ... if you still have your Mother with you,,, please forgive the stuff, that you can and remember the good stuff , Because the real truth is yiou only have that one person you can call MOM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh and about DADDYS,, mine passed away, May 26 1963,,, at the age of 58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PS&lt;&gt;I wish some of my kids would think about this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3040980650996604232?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3040980650996604232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3040980650996604232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3040980650996604232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3040980650996604232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/08/these-are-my-grandparents-on-my-fathers.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SnsWUL1XqJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QG-36wMg65M/s72-c/baumgarts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-4860973475219700807</id><published>2009-08-06T13:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:08:22.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad bad naughty old people'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SnsN8aZKTMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cHZSK3FBN1M/s1600-h/wear+purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366898712470244546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SnsN8aZKTMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cHZSK3FBN1M/s320/wear+purple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Old Timer Sex &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is too funny to be dirty - enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The husband leans over and asks his wife, 'Do you remember the first time we had sex together over sixty years ago? We went behind the village tavern where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes, she says, 'I remember it well.' OK,' he says, 'How about taking a stroll around there again and we can do it for old time's sake?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh Jim, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but good idea!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation and, having a chuckle to himself, he thinks to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;himself, I've got to see these two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye on them so there's no trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So he follows them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The elderly couple walks haltingly along, leaning on each&gt; other for support aided by walking sticks. Finally, they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the fence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers. As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes while both are making loud noises and moaning and screaming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Finally, they both collapse, panting on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life and old age that he didn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The policeman, is still watching and thinks to himself, this is truly amazing, I've got to ask them what their secret is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So, as the couple passes, he says to them, 'Excuse me, but that was something else. You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is there some sort of secret to this?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shaking, the old man is barely able to reply, 'Sixty years ago that wasn't an electric fence.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Naughty old people!!!!!!!!!!!! Come on smile,,, or even laugh it will do you good!!!! FRAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-4860973475219700807?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/4860973475219700807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=4860973475219700807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4860973475219700807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/4860973475219700807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-timer-sex-this-is-too-funny-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SnsN8aZKTMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cHZSK3FBN1M/s72-c/wear+purple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2917002100623010681</id><published>2009-08-03T15:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:55:08.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LADIES.....LADIES,,,,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; IMPORTANT INFORMATION YOU ALL MAY FIND INTERESTING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WENT TO MY LOCAL WALMART THE OTHER DAY,,AND AS ALWAYS,, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VISITED THE FABRIC SECTION , AS I ALWAYS DO, FOR FABRIC, ART  PAINT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STUFF TO FUSE MATERIALS TOGETHER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW ARE YOU READY FOR A SHOCKER??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEY TOLD ME THEY ARE NO LONGER GOING TO HAVE A FABRIC DEPARTMENT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEY TOLD ME AT THER DESK THEY HAD HAD ALOT OF COMPLAINTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO CALL 1-800 WALMART   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND COMPLAIN,,, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALONG WITH BEING A CUT FOR THEM,, THEY TELL ME THE GALS WHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORKED, MIGHT LOSE THEIR JOBS,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i DO NOT KNOW HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT IT, BUT IF YOU WILL CALL WALMART AND CONLOIAN ANYWAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS WILL HELP US ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS FOR LISTENING,,,,, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU KNOW US OLD PEOPLE,, WE CAN REALLY LET LOSE!   ha ha  HAVE A GREAT DAY,,,    FRAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2917002100623010681?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2917002100623010681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2917002100623010681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2917002100623010681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2917002100623010681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/08/ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2844603457025018387</id><published>2009-08-03T15:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:42:35.674-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanking God'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Snc9dl35nlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/hNI1Fxm_Qkg/s1600-h/file001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Snc9dl35nlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/hNI1Fxm_Qkg/s320/file001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825059627310674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR GOD: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank You for what you have already done. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards; I am thanking you right now. 0A &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better; I am thanking you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me; &lt;br /&gt; I am thanking you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears; &lt;br /&gt; I am thanking you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I a m not going to wait until my financial situation improves; &lt;br /&gt; I am going to thank you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until the children are asleep and the house is quiet; &lt;br /&gt; I am going to thank you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until I get promoted at work or until I get the job; &lt;br /&gt; I am going to thank you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until I understand every experience in my life that has caused me pain or grief; &lt;br /&gt; I am thanking you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until the journey gets easier or the challenges are removed; &lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you right now. &lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I am alive. &lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I made it through the day's difficulties. &lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I have walked around the obstacles. &lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I have the ability and the opportunity to do more and do better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thanking you because FATHER, YOU haven't given up on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is just so good, and he's good all the time. Send this message to 8 friends, not to the friend who sent it to you and continue  praising God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2844603457025018387?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2844603457025018387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2844603457025018387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2844603457025018387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2844603457025018387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-god-i-want-to-thank-you-for-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Snc9dl35nlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/hNI1Fxm_Qkg/s72-c/file001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1584387821048276140</id><published>2009-07-16T14:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:02:43.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='older than dirt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sl941XRN7CI/AAAAAAAAAc8/os5heWpejXA/s1600-h/lord+bless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sl941XRN7CI/AAAAAAAAAc8/os5heWpejXA/s320/lord+bless.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359134939768810530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLDER THAN DIRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hey Dad,' one of my kids asked the other day, 'What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I informed him. 'All the food was slow.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I t was a place called 'at home,'' I explained. 'Grandma cooked every day and when Grandpa got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it..'&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table. But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis , set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card. In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card. The card was good only at Sears Roebuck. Or maybe it was Sears AND Roebuck. Either way, there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 21 before I tasted my first pizza, it was called 'pizza pie.' When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered itself against my chin and burned that, too. It's still the best pizza I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have a car until I was 21. Before that, the only car in our family was my grandfather's Ford. He called it a 'machine.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone in the house was in the living room and it was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizzas were not delivered to our home. But milk was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers. I delivered a newspaper, six days a week. It cost 7 cents a paper, of which I got to keep 2 cents. I had to get up at 4 AM every morning. On Saturday, I had to collect the 42 cents from my customers. My favorite customers were the ones who gave me 50 cents and told me to keep the change. My least favorite customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORIES from a friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother's house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to 'sprinkle' clothes with because we didn't have steam irons. Man, I am old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head lights dimmer switches on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Ignition switches on the dashboard.&lt;br /&gt;Heaters mounted on th e inside of the fire wall.&lt;br /&gt;Real ice boxes.&lt;br /&gt;Pant leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.&lt;br /&gt;Soldering irons you heat on a gas burner.&lt;br /&gt;Using hand signals for cars without turn signals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Than Dirt Quiz: &lt;br /&gt;Count all the ones that you remember not the ones you were told about. Ratings at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.. Blackjack chewing gum&lt;br /&gt;2.Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water &lt;br /&gt;3. Candy cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;4. Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles&lt;br /&gt;5. Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke boxes&lt;br /&gt;6. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers&lt;br /&gt;7.. Party lines&lt;br /&gt;8. Newsreels before the movie&lt;br /&gt;9. P..F. Flyers&lt;br /&gt;10. Butch wax&lt;br /&gt;11.Telephone numbers with a word prefix (OLive-6933)&lt;br /&gt;12. Peashooters&lt;br /&gt;13. Howdy D oody&lt;br /&gt;14. 45 RPM records&lt;br /&gt;15. S&amp;H Green Stamps&lt;br /&gt;16. Hi-fi's&lt;br /&gt;17. Metal ice trays with lever&lt;br /&gt;18. Mimeograph paper&lt;br /&gt;19 Blue flashbulb&lt;br /&gt;20. Packards&lt;br /&gt;21. Roller skate keys&lt;br /&gt;22. Cork popguns&lt;br /&gt;23. Drive-ins&lt;br /&gt;24. Studebakers&lt;br /&gt;25. Wash tub wringers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remembered 0-5 = You're still young&lt;br /&gt;If you remembered 6-10 = You are getting older&lt;br /&gt;If you remembered 11-15 = Don't tell your age,&lt;br /&gt;If you remembered 16-25 = You're older than dirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be older than dirt but those memories are the best part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pass this along!!&lt;br /&gt;Especially to all your really OLD friends.&lt;br /&gt; Hate to tell you but I REMEMBER them all!!!  &lt;br /&gt;SO I AM OLDER THAN DIRT!!!!! Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1584387821048276140?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1584387821048276140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1584387821048276140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1584387821048276140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1584387821048276140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/07/older-than-dirt-hey-dad-one-of-my-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sl941XRN7CI/AAAAAAAAAc8/os5heWpejXA/s72-c/lord+bless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7721271644034588083</id><published>2009-07-13T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:38:21.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sltw_8UOaaI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Ezb_19P8sd0/s1600-h/Couldnot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUVLWcrW_I/AAAAAAAAAck/MCbHy8AANlQ/s320/image017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351707016948308978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUVLGT2L0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/CLCRZQP5tGY/s1600-h/image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUVLGT2L0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/CLCRZQP5tGY/s320/image013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351707012616302402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUVK12ykkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/qYA1ELxzLaI/s1600-h/image006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUVK12ykkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/qYA1ELxzLaI/s320/image006.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351707008199463490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUUtoT2cqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9Q9bzOVOyiI/s1600-h/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUUtoT2cqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9Q9bzOVOyiI/s320/image002.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351706506347049634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get this circulating by July 4th &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;Happy 4th of &lt;br /&gt;July!.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................let' s get this started now, &lt;br /&gt;So it will be out there on the fourth !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE &lt;br /&gt;FLAG,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF THE &lt;br /&gt;UNITED &lt;br /&gt;STATES OF AMERICA ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TO THE REPUBLIC, FOR &lt;br /&gt;WHICH IT STANDS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE &lt;br /&gt;NATION UNDER GOD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDIVISIBLE, WITH &lt;br /&gt;LIBERTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND JUSTICE FOR ALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP &lt;br /&gt;IT LIT!! KEEP &lt;br /&gt;IT LIT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;br /&gt;All of our other military personnel, where ever they may &lt;br /&gt;Be &lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;br /&gt;Support all of the troops defending our Country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God &lt;br /&gt;Bless our Military who are protecting our Country for our &lt;br /&gt;Freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;br /&gt;To them, and their sacrifices we can celebrate the 4th of July &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must never forget who &lt;br /&gt;Gets the credit for the freedoms we have, of which we should be &lt;br /&gt;Eternally grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the flag &lt;br /&gt;Pass by one day, &lt;br /&gt;It fluttered in the breeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young Marine &lt;br /&gt;Saluted it, &lt;br /&gt;And then he stood at ease.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at &lt;br /&gt;Him in uniform &lt;br /&gt;So young, so tall, so proud, &lt;br /&gt;With hair cut square &lt;br /&gt;And eyes alert &lt;br /&gt;He'd stand out in any crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought how many men &lt;br /&gt;Like him &lt;br /&gt;Had fallen through the years. &lt;br /&gt;How many died on foreign &lt;br /&gt;Soil &lt;br /&gt;How many mothers' tears? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pilots' planes &lt;br /&gt;Shot down? &lt;br /&gt;How many died at sea &lt;br /&gt;How many foxholes were soldiers' &lt;br /&gt;Graves ? &lt;br /&gt;No, freedom isn't free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the sound of Taps &lt;br /&gt;One night, &lt;br /&gt;When everything was still, &lt;br /&gt;I listened to the bugler &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play &lt;br /&gt;And felt a sudden chill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered just how many times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Taps had meant 'Amen,' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a flag had draped a &lt;br /&gt;Coffin. &lt;br /&gt;Of a brother or a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all the &lt;br /&gt;Children, &lt;br /&gt;Of the mothers and the wives, &lt;br /&gt;Of fathers, sons and &lt;br /&gt;Husbands &lt;br /&gt;With interrupted lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;br /&gt;Thought about a graveyard&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of unmarked graves in &lt;br /&gt;Arlington . &lt;br /&gt;No, freedom isn't free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Your Freedom &lt;br /&gt;&amp; God Bless Our Troops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;br /&gt;You receive this, please stop for a moment &lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Say a &lt;br /&gt;Prayer for our servicemen. &lt;br /&gt;Of all the gifts you could give &lt;br /&gt;A US Soldier, Prayer is the very best &lt;br /&gt;One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Forth of july!!  stay safe, no drinking and driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************************************************************* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Shop Popular Dell Laptops now starting at $349!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8678991463473202732?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8678991463473202732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8678991463473202732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8678991463473202732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8678991463473202732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-get-this-circulating-by-july-4th.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SkUVLWcrW_I/AAAAAAAAAck/MCbHy8AANlQ/s72-c/image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5379399356372533787</id><published>2009-06-18T18:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:35:06.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='There is a god anyway let us believe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SjrAJHOC4cI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MqcoPd00BZI/s1600-h/abbey++%40Meredith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SjrAJHOC4cI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MqcoPd00BZI/s320/abbey++%40Meredith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348798770245198274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the kindest things I've ever experienced.  I have no way of knowing who sent it, but there is a beautiful soul working in the dead letter office at the Post Office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could, so she dictated these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim.  I am sending a picture of her so when you see her.  You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven.  We put our return address on it    Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven.  That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front  porch addressed,  'To Meredith , ' in an unfamiliar hand.   Meredith opened it.  Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies.' Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope.   On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey &amp; Meredith and this note:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Meredith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey arrived safely in heaven.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart.  Abbey loved being your dog.  Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in,  so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm easy to find, I am wherever there is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;br /&gt;NOW TELL ME THERE IS NO "GOD" &lt;br /&gt; OR ARE THERE JUST SOME GODLY PEOPLE LEFT ON THIS EARTH!&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE THAT SAME GOD IS WATCHING OVER US,,, DON'T YOU?   FRAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5379399356372533787?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5379399356372533787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5379399356372533787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5379399356372533787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5379399356372533787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-one-of-kindest-things-ive-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SjrAJHOC4cI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MqcoPd00BZI/s72-c/abbey++%40Meredith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5514377313399690842</id><published>2009-06-09T15:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:06:49.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the most used word in the english language'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Si6yC-Icg1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/-7Xalz-FJZU/s1600-h/dog+04+09.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Si6yC-Icg1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/-7Xalz-FJZU/s320/dog+04+09.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345405571843261266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most FUNCTIONAL ENGLISH WORD and my favorite!!!! &lt;br /&gt;HOPE THIS MAKES YOU SMILE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST FUNCTIONAL ENGLISH WORD... &lt;br /&gt;Well, it's shit... That's right, shit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit may just be the most functional word in the English language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit, &lt;br /&gt;And tell others to eat shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people know their shit, while others can't tell the difference &lt;br /&gt;between shit and shinola. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lucky shits, dumb shits, and crazy shits. &lt;br /&gt;There is bull shit, horse shit, and chicken shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, &lt;br /&gt;shoot the shit, or duck when the shit hits the fan. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;You can give a shit or serve shit on a shingle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You can find yourself in deep shit or be happier than a pig in shit. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Some days are colder than shit, some days are hotter than shit, &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some days are just plain shitty.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit, &lt;br /&gt;and there are times when you feel like shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have too much shit, not enough shit, &lt;br /&gt;the right shit, the wrong shit or a lot of weird shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can carry shit, have a mountain of shit, &lt;br /&gt;or find yourself up shit creek without a paddle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sometimes your breath smells like shit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit &lt;br /&gt;and other times you fall in a bucket of shit &lt;br /&gt;and come out smelling like a rose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When you stop to consider all the facts, &lt;br /&gt;it's the basic building block of the English language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember, once you know your shit, &lt;br /&gt;you don't need to know anything else!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could pass this along, if you give a shit; &lt;br /&gt;or not do so if you don't give a shit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Shit, it's time for me to go. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Just wanted you to know that I do give a shit &lt;br /&gt;and hope you had a nice day without a bunch of shit.. &lt;br /&gt;  But, if you happened to catch a load of shit &lt;br /&gt;from some shit-head...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Shit Happens!!! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOUR SHITTY DAYS ARE FEW AND FAR BETWEEN &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  Oh, and somedays you can't shit!&lt;br /&gt;  Always keep people in your life that charge your battery, &lt;br /&gt;not those who will drain it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, y'all,,I could not resist sharing this one with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Keep SMILING!!!!!!!!!   FRAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5514377313399690842?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5514377313399690842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5514377313399690842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5514377313399690842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5514377313399690842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-functional-english-word-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Si6yC-Icg1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/-7Xalz-FJZU/s72-c/dog+04+09.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7380599739652482399</id><published>2009-06-01T16:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:04:47.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back of Mt Rushmore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiRBW6xlg4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/McbCocORFQg/s1600-h/back+Mt+Rushmore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiRBW6xlg4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/McbCocORFQg/s320/back+Mt+Rushmore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342466919958414210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE BACK SIDE OF MT. RUSHMORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe it, I have been there,, NOT TRUE!!!  &lt;br /&gt;But it's good for a laugh, RIGHT?.. Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7380599739652482399?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7380599739652482399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7380599739652482399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7380599739652482399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7380599739652482399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiRBW6xlg4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/McbCocORFQg/s72-c/back+Mt+Rushmore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7670074136055533122</id><published>2009-06-01T16:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:02:09.095-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visit to MT. Rushmore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiQ9fDCTzzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/fEhtyN8J4zA/s1600-h/front+mt+rushmore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342462661568483122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiQ9fDCTzzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/fEhtyN8J4zA/s320/front+mt+rushmore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the world's greatest attractions, near Keystone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Dakota. . . (In the Black Hills )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, isn't it? (It took a sculptor and a team of men 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years to produce.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: We should never take anything for GRANITE.. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, couldn't resist.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER WONDER WHAT'S ON THE OTHER SIDE OF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOUNTAIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the picture before this one above!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7670074136055533122?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7670074136055533122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7670074136055533122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7670074136055533122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7670074136055533122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiQ9fDCTzzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/fEhtyN8J4zA/s72-c/front+mt+rushmore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5938236044369930486</id><published>2009-05-31T10:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:37:47.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiKWKW78PaI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5r8Pn3QsVSs/s1600-h/over_50_and_blogging.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiKWKW78PaI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5r8Pn3QsVSs/s320/over_50_and_blogging.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341997212714679714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chocolate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of graduates, well established in their careers, were talking at a reunion and decided to go visit their old university professor, now retired. During their visit, the conversation turned to complaints about stress in their work and lives. Offering his guests hot chocolate, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a large pot of hot chocolate and an assortment of cups - porcelain, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they all had a cup of hot chocolate in hand, the professor said: "Notice that all the nice looking expensive cups were taken, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. The cup that you're drinking from adds nothing to the quality of the hot chocolate. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was hot chocolate, not the cup; but you consciously went for the best cups... and then you began eyeing each other's cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now consider this: Life is the hot chocolate; your job, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life. The cup you have does not define, nor change the quality of life you have. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the hot chocolate God has provided us. God makes the hot chocolate, man chooses the cups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest people don't have the best of everything. &lt;br /&gt;They just make the best of everything that they have. &lt;br /&gt;Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. &lt;br /&gt;And enjoy your hot chocolate!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5938236044369930486?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5938236044369930486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5938236044369930486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5938236044369930486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5938236044369930486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-chocolate-group-of-graduates-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SiKWKW78PaI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5r8Pn3QsVSs/s72-c/over_50_and_blogging.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7689620797317042412</id><published>2009-05-27T11:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:21:02.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sh1aTWX3j6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/v63lSXcZd8w/s1600-h/Copy+of+IM000307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sh1aTWX3j6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/v63lSXcZd8w/s320/Copy+of+IM000307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340524021600980898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THE ROSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most truthful observation I have ever read.  It is so very relevant for we, who are classified as the "older" members of our society and it most certainly touches my heart.  Having read it and absorbed it, I'm a better person now.  If only our younger loved ones could learn this lesson earlier on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN IMPORTANT MESSAGE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT GROWING OLDER. &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;Well, SHIT ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I forgot what I was gonna say ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7689620797317042412?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7689620797317042412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7689620797317042412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7689620797317042412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7689620797317042412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/05/rose-this-is-most-truthful-observation.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sh1aTWX3j6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/v63lSXcZd8w/s72-c/Copy+of+IM000307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1141062290193931050</id><published>2009-05-17T13:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:44:03.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To all women'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>: Checking In On You&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I am supposed to pick 12 women (who have touched my life)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and whom I think would want to participate. I think that if this&lt;br /&gt;&gt; group of women were ever to be in a room together, there is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nothing that would be impossible. I hope I chose the right&lt;br /&gt;&gt; twelve. My hugs, love, gestures and communications hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&gt; remind you how special you are. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Remember to make a wish before you read the quotation.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; That's all you have to do. There is nothing attached. Just send&lt;br /&gt;&gt; this to twelve women and let me know what happens on the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; fourth day. Sorry you have to forward the message, but try not&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to break this, please. Did you make a wish yet? If you don't&lt;br /&gt;&gt; make a wish, it won't come true. This is your last chance to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; make a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 'May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are&lt;br /&gt;&gt; exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; love that has been given to you. May you be content with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yourself just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into&lt;br /&gt;&gt; your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1141062290193931050?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1141062290193931050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1141062290193931050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1141062290193931050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1141062290193931050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/05/checking-in-on-you-i-am-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-6424168247997681303</id><published>2009-05-04T13:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:55:25.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the old chick with a broken wing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi to every one~~~~~yes it is me!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; It is a bitch,,, this broken arm stuff!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can almost use the key board,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I wanted you all to know, I am doing better,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks to My sister, Marie for letting you all know about my "TRIP!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have to go back to doc's next week I hope every thingis okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But ,,,a word of advise.........Learn to do things with your left hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you are right handed,,,,,,You would not believe the things you can not do ,,,( untill you learn how!)  with your left hand!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, thats about it for now,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you all take care of yourselves,,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Mothers day,, if I do not get back to you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fron Fran~~~~~ "the old chick with a broken wing!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-6424168247997681303?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/6424168247997681303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=6424168247997681303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6424168247997681303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6424168247997681303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-to-every-oneyes-it-is-me-it-is-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2174577986559180275</id><published>2009-04-22T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:48:52.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Just an update, Fran is doing ok, she has had some rough nights though. She has a doctors appointment today and we will know more then.  I will let everyone know how she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;Marie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2174577986559180275?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2174577986559180275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2174577986559180275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2174577986559180275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2174577986559180275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-just-update-fran-is-doing-ok-she-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1258402846142949070</id><published>2009-04-19T10:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:47:24.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Just a note to let everyone know Fran fell yesterday and broke her arm in two places. She will not be able to get online for a while. She asked me (her sister) to let everyone know.&lt;br /&gt;We hope she will feel better real soon. But no emails please.&lt;br /&gt;Marie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1258402846142949070?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1258402846142949070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1258402846142949070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1258402846142949070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1258402846142949070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-everyone-just-note-to-let-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8148545103637652394</id><published>2009-04-17T13:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T13:21:29.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8 things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me pass it on'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.…. Spring&lt;br /&gt;2.….flowers&lt;br /&gt;3.…. just sitting in the warm sun&lt;br /&gt;4.…. working out in the yard&lt;br /&gt;5.…. getting the house in some sort of order&lt;br /&gt;6.…. Just getting up!!LOL&lt;br /&gt;7.…. ???/&lt;br /&gt;8.…. relaxing&lt;br /&gt; Things I Did Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;1.…. Food shopping for my sister-in-law(every week I do it)&lt;br /&gt;2.…. rested&lt;br /&gt;3.…. food shopped for me&lt;br /&gt;4. ... Shopped at the Dollar Store&lt;br /&gt;5.….sat on a electric heating pad! Back killing me!&lt;br /&gt;6.…Cleaned my fish pond&lt;br /&gt;7.….Took some photos for Etsy&lt;br /&gt;8.….Looked for things to put on Etsy&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt; Things I Wish I Could do&lt;br /&gt;1.…. Have more fun&lt;br /&gt;2.…. find myself (?)&lt;br /&gt;3.…. travel to the shore&lt;br /&gt;4.…. travel to anywhere&lt;br /&gt;5.…. travel to new jersey shore&lt;br /&gt;6.…. I could see my grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;7.…. I could see all my children and know they are happy and healthy&lt;br /&gt;8.….Keep me and my husband healthy&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt; Shows I Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;1.… Dance With the Stars&lt;br /&gt;2.….the great race&lt;br /&gt;3... Survivor&lt;br /&gt;4.… The judges in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;5.… American Idol&lt;br /&gt;6.…Two &amp;amp; 1/2 men&lt;br /&gt;7.… Cooking Shows&lt;br /&gt;8.…HA HA   Jerry Springer!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8148545103637652394?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8148545103637652394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8148545103637652394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8148545103637652394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8148545103637652394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-976188111605727949</id><published>2009-04-17T12:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:48:06.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy cow you are HOT'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SeiyR3C2C3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/CKLKgVjxFHs/s1600-h/hey+god+llooken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325702579269012338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SeiyR3C2C3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/CKLKgVjxFHs/s320/hey+god+llooken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today is National 'HOLY COW, YOU'RE HOT' Day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to someone gorgeous, BUT Don't send it back to ME, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting this message all freakin' day!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA! HA!       TEE-HEE!!          GOTCHA!!!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-976188111605727949?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/976188111605727949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=976188111605727949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/976188111605727949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/976188111605727949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-national-holy-cow-youre-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SeiyR3C2C3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/CKLKgVjxFHs/s72-c/hey+god+llooken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8334770963414020951</id><published>2009-04-11T13:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:13:45.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SeDPoyqr9_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Zz8tsJoGqh8/s1600-h/little+girl+%231.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323483059254458354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SeDPoyqr9_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Zz8tsJoGqh8/s320/little+girl+%231.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Flaw In Women Women have strengths that amaze men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They smile when they want to scream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They sing when they want to cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They fight for what they believe in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They stand up to injustice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They go without so their family can have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They love unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their hearts break when a friend dies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They bring joy, hope and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have compassion and ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They give moral support to their family and friends. Women have vital things to say and everything to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pass this along to all yourwomen friends and relatives to remind them just how amazing they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is all true!!!!! FRAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8334770963414020951?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8334770963414020951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8334770963414020951' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8334770963414020951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8334770963414020951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-flaw-in-women-women-have-strengths.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SeDPoyqr9_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Zz8tsJoGqh8/s72-c/little+girl+%231.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2284933211408817822</id><published>2009-03-28T12:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:19:31.917-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='send that tea bag to washington dc'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sc5N9otwIZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/CrTScK6f5gw/s1600-h/eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318273931267809682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sc5N9otwIZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/CrTScK6f5gw/s320/eagle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lets do this,,, maybe we can make a difference!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seems silly, but who knows??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please mark your Calendars There's a storm abrewin'. What happens when good, responsible people keep quiet? Washington has forgotten they work for us. We don't work for them. Throwing good money after bad is NOT the answer. I am sick of the midnight, closed door sessions to come up with a plan. I am sick of Congress raking CEO's over the coals while they, themselves, have defaulted on their taxes. I am sick of the bailed out companies having lavish vacations and retreats on my dollar. I am sick of being told it is MY responsibility to rescue people that, knowingly, bought more house than they could afford. I am sick of being made to feel it is my patriotic duty to pay MORE taxes. I, like all of you, am a responsible citizen. I pay my taxes. I live on a budget and I don't ask someone else to carry the burden for poor decisions I may make. I have emailed my congressmen and senators asking them to NOT vote for the stimulus package as it was written without reading it first. No one listened. They voted for it, pork and all. O.K. folks, here it is. You may think you are just one voice and what you think won't make a difference. Well, yes it will and YES, WE CAN!! If you are disgusted and angry with the way Washington is handling our taxes. If you are fearful of the fallout from the reckless spending of BILLIONS to bailout and "stimulate" without accountability and responsibility then we need to become ONE, LOUD VOICE THAT CAN BE HEARD FROM EVERY CITY, TOWN, SUBURB AND HOME IN AMERICA. There is a growing protest to demand that Congress, the President and his cabinet LISTEN to us, the American Citizens. What is being done in Washington is NOT the way to handle the economic free fall. So, here's the plan. On April 1, 2009, all Americans are asked to send a TEABAG to Washington , D.C. You do not have to enclose a note or any other information unless you so desire. Just a TEABAG. Many cities are organizing protests. If you simply search, "New American Tea Party", several sites will come up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you aren't the 'protester' type, simply make your one voice heard with a TEABAG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your one voice will become a roar when joined with millions of others that feel the same way. Yes, something needs to be done but the lack of confidence as shown by the steady decline in the stock market speaks volumes.This was not my idea. I visited the sites of the 'New American Tea Party' and an online survey showed over 90% of thousands said they would send the teabag on April 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why, April 1?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We want them to reach Washington by April 15. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you do it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will. Send it to; 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. Washington , D.C. 20500 ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forward this to everyone in your address book. Visit the website below for more information about the 'New American Tea Party'. I would encourage everyone to go ahead and get the envelope ready to mail, then just drop it in the mail April 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't guarantee what the postage will be by then, it is going up as we speak, but have your envelope ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will this cost you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little time and a 40 something cent stamp.What could you receive in benefits? Maybe, just maybe, our elected officials will start to listen to the people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take out the Pork&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;. Tell us how the money is being spent. We want TRANSPARENCY AND ACCOUNTABILITY. Remember, the money will be spent over the next 4-5 years. It is not too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One change-Someone told me about this today&lt;br /&gt;Send only the string and tab on the tea bag, as it could cause a "scare" for the littel b......., if they aren't sure what is in the tea bag. Not like anyone would be tempted to send a harmful substance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just do it!!!!!! Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2284933211408817822?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2284933211408817822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2284933211408817822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2284933211408817822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2284933211408817822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-do-this-maybe-we-can-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/Sc5N9otwIZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/CrTScK6f5gw/s72-c/eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-8897566567553571752</id><published>2009-03-21T12:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T12:58:50.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor old tweety bird...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/ScUbYvIs5_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/l0HAJ6_cYxk/s1600-h/old+tweey+bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315685046964512754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/ScUbYvIs5_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/l0HAJ6_cYxk/s320/old+tweey+bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweety Bird is 65 years old this week!&lt;br /&gt;It happens to all of us, eventually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this one is FUNNY!!!!!!! Could not help my self!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on laugh!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-8897566567553571752?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/8897566567553571752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=8897566567553571752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8897566567553571752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/8897566567553571752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/tweety-bird-is-65-years-old-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/ScUbYvIs5_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/l0HAJ6_cYxk/s72-c/old+tweey+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-6545401264303670440</id><published>2009-03-14T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:31:30.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi every one, about my last post,,, now I know who the little girl in the photo was My younger sister,,, when she was a baby,,&lt;br /&gt;But,if my daughter reads this,, the message is still the same,, Love you, miss you!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend,,, Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-6545401264303670440?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/6545401264303670440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=6545401264303670440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6545401264303670440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/6545401264303670440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-every-one-about-my-last-post-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1289642107312621292</id><published>2009-03-12T14:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:30:45.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;I have question? I have two followers, one is known to me, she is Monica,,&lt;br /&gt;but to another one was added to the list,,, the picture is of a little girl, looks like me or my sister, or my daughter, if it is my daughter, ,,,&lt;br /&gt;Nancy ... Please get in touch with me,, we need to talk, I love you and miss you!&lt;br /&gt;to every one else,, have a great day.... keep your kids close if you can,,, you may need their love more than they need yours.... the older you get the more you just need to know they are okay.&lt;br /&gt;This from an old lady who misses her daughter,,,, Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1289642107312621292?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1289642107312621292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1289642107312621292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1289642107312621292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1289642107312621292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-afternoon-i-have-question-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1362555463910337235</id><published>2009-03-09T14:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:54:21.406-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor Michelangelo&apos;s David'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SbVktz26KkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/l_5DmJXMkvg/s1600-h/michelangelo%27s+David+++1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311262073730771522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SbVktz26KkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/l_5DmJXMkvg/s320/michelangelo%27s+David+++1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;They sent Michelangelo's David  back to Italy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is what he looked like when he arrived!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1362555463910337235?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1362555463910337235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1362555463910337235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1362555463910337235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1362555463910337235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-sent-michelangelos-daviback-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SbVktz26KkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/l_5DmJXMkvg/s72-c/michelangelo%27s+David+++1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3723250184255468432</id><published>2009-03-09T14:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:46:59.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SbVjkxg-pVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2DSY200xpqc/s1600-h/michelangelo%27s+David+++2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311260818971469138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SbVjkxg-pVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2DSY200xpqc/s320/michelangelo%27s+David+++2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what michelangelo's David looked like after two weeks in America!!!&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/17422429-3723250184255468432?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3723250184255468432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3723250184255468432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3723250184255468432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3723250184255468432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-what-michelangelos-david-looked.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SbVjkxg-pVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2DSY200xpqc/s72-c/michelangelo%27s+David+++2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2767233837903342439</id><published>2009-03-05T12:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:42:48.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi to every one!!  Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2767233837903342439?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5242742' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2767233837903342439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2767233837903342439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2767233837903342439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2767233837903342439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-to-every-one-fran.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7176780117235908081</id><published>2009-03-04T10:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:00:32.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shrek-Brad-jennifer.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shrek,  Brad Pitt and Jennifer Lopez were all having lunch together. &lt;br /&gt;   Shrek said, 'I have always thought that I'm the  strongest man in the World, but how can I be sure?   &lt;br /&gt; Brad Pitt said, 'I'm pretty sure I'm the hottest man  alive but I've Never had it confirmed.' &lt;br /&gt; Jennifer  Lopez agreed. 'I'm told I'm the sexiest of them all, but Sometimes  I wonder.' &lt;br /&gt; They all decided that the best way to  find out if their beliefs were true was to approach the wicked  Queen's mirror to confirm for them whether Shrek was the  strongest, Brad Pitt was the hottest and Jennifer Lopez was the  sexiest.   They agreed to meet again the next day for  lunch to discuss their findings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The next day Shrek  walked up with a smile. 'Well, it's true. The mirror told me that  I am the strongest man in the world.' &lt;br /&gt; Brad Pitt  followed and boasted, 'It is true, it has been confirmed that I am  the hottest man alive!!'  &lt;br /&gt;  Jennifer  Lopez walked in, head bent, tears in her eyes and asked, "Who in  the hell is FRAN WRIGHT?"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;After  you can control your laughter...&lt;br /&gt;click on 'Forward' and  change to your name~     &lt;br /&gt; Give  your friends a good chuckle for the day:) Have  Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is copy and paste in a email, after you forward, replace my name with yours!!      Have fun!!!    Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7176780117235908081?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7176780117235908081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7176780117235908081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7176780117235908081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7176780117235908081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/shrek-brad-pitt-and-jennifer-lopez-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-1100188910669455257</id><published>2009-03-02T15:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:43:20.319-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this might do some good'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SaxEqV5VsOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xgbbCTJSfiE/s1600-h/rose+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308693554985808098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SaxEqV5VsOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xgbbCTJSfiE/s320/rose+white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the&lt;br /&gt;Best prayers&lt;br /&gt;I think I have ever read.&lt;br /&gt;PRAY THIS EVEN IF YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE.&lt;br /&gt;I started not to do this, but as I read it...&lt;br /&gt;I understood God to say,&lt;br /&gt;'You need a miracle tomorrow'&lt;br /&gt;so here goes...Prov. 29:25 You never know&lt;br /&gt;when God is going to bless you!!&lt;br /&gt;Good things happen when&lt;br /&gt;you least expect them to !!&lt;br /&gt;Change the number in the subject box&lt;br /&gt;when you forward it by adding one!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I thank You for this day,&lt;br /&gt;I thank You for my being able to see&lt;br /&gt;and to hear this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed because You are&lt;br /&gt;a forgiving and understanding God.&lt;br /&gt;You have done so much for me&lt;br /&gt;and You keep on blessing me.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me this day for everything&lt;br /&gt;I have done, said, or thought&lt;br /&gt;that was not pleasing to you.I ask now for Your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;from all danger and harm.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to start this day&lt;br /&gt;with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;Let me make the best of each and every day&lt;br /&gt;to clear my mind so that I can hear from You.&lt;br /&gt;Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.&lt;br /&gt;Let me not whine and whimper&lt;br /&gt;about things I have over which I have no control.And give me the best response&lt;br /&gt;when I'm pushed beyond my limits.I know that when I can't pray,&lt;br /&gt;You listen to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to use me to do Your will.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to bless me that I may be&lt;br /&gt;a blessing to others.&lt;br /&gt;Keep me strong that I may help the weak...&lt;br /&gt;Keep me uplifted that I may have&lt;br /&gt;words of encouragement for others.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for those who are lost&lt;br /&gt;and can't find their way.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for those who are misjudged&lt;br /&gt;and misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for those who&lt;br /&gt;don't know You intimately.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for those who will delete this&lt;br /&gt;without sharing it with others&lt;br /&gt;I pray for those who don't believe.But I thank You because I believe&lt;br /&gt;that God changes people and&lt;br /&gt;God changes things.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for all my sisters and brothers.&lt;br /&gt;For each and every family member&lt;br /&gt;in their households.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for peace, love and joy&lt;br /&gt;in their homes; that they are out of debt&lt;br /&gt;and all their needs are met.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that every eye that reads this&lt;br /&gt;knows there is no problem, circumstance,&lt;br /&gt;or situation greater than God.&lt;br /&gt;Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that these words be received&lt;br /&gt;into the hearts of every eye that sees them&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus' name. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;If you prayed this prayer,&lt;br /&gt;change the number in the subject box&lt;br /&gt;before forwarding the message&lt;br /&gt;so people can see how many&lt;br /&gt;other people have done so.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You! ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;Just repeat this phrase and see how God moves!!&lt;br /&gt;God I love you and I need you,&lt;br /&gt;please come into my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Pass this message to 10 people except you and me.&lt;br /&gt;You will receive a miracle tomorrow.God will bless you.Know that you are already blessed&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about tomorrow!!!! They do not work for me,,, but an extra prayer will not hurt,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what I am thinking! You agree? IT couldn't hurt! Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-1100188910669455257?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/1100188910669455257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=1100188910669455257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1100188910669455257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/1100188910669455257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-one-of-best-prayers-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SaxEqV5VsOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xgbbCTJSfiE/s72-c/rose+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7082219835795231939</id><published>2009-02-24T14:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:32:43.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='born in america  org'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Guys.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This is a real winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.bornagainamerican.org/" href="http://www.bornagainamerican.org/" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;a class="parsedLink" href="http://www.bornagainamerican.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.bornagainamerican.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do it,, it might make you feel good!! Fran&lt;a title="http://www.bornagainamerican.org/" href="http://www.bornagainamerican.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7082219835795231939?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7082219835795231939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7082219835795231939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7082219835795231939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7082219835795231939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-2290832105816538209</id><published>2009-02-21T12:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:40:12.458-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a whole new meaning of P***ed Off'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you didn't see this on the Tonight show,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're sitting down when you read it&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the funniest date story ever, first date or not!!!&lt;br /&gt;We have all had bad dates but this takes the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Jay Leno went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date that a woman ever had.&lt;br /&gt;The winner described her worst first date experience. There was absolutely no question as to why her tale took the prize!&lt;br /&gt;She said it was midwinter....Snowing and quite cold... and the guy had taken her skiing in the mountains outside Salt Lake City, Utah\. It was a day trip (no overnight).&lt;br /&gt;They were strangers, after all, and had never met before. The outing was fun but relatively uneventful until they were headed home late that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;They were driving back down the mountain, when she gradually began to realize that she should not have had that extra latte. They were about an hour away from anywhere with a rest room and in the middle of nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;Her companion suggested she try to hold it, which she did for a while. Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a point where she told him that he had better stop and let her go beside the road, or it would be in the front seat of his car.&lt;br /&gt;They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her pants down and started. In the deep snow she didn't have good footing, so she let her butt rest against the rear fender to steady herself.&lt;br /&gt;Her companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and indeed was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking.&lt;br /&gt;All she could think about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing nature of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Upon finishing however, she soon became aware of another sensation. As she bent to pull up her pants, the young lady discovered her buttocks were firmly glued against the car's fender.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of tongues frozen to poles immediately came to mind as she attempted to disengage her flesh from the icy metal.&lt;br /&gt;It was quickly apparent that she had a brand new problem, due to the extreme cold Horrified by her plight and yet aware of the humor of the moment, she answered her date's concerns about' what is taking so long' with a reply that indeed, she was 'freezing her butt off' and in need of some assistance!&lt;br /&gt;He came around the car as she tried to cover herself with her sweater and then, as she looked imploringly into his eyes, he burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;She too, got the giggles and when they finally managed to compose themselves, they assessed her dilemma..&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was, they also were faced with a real problem. Both agreed it would take something hot to free her chilly cheeks from the grip of the icy metal!&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about what had gotten her into the predicament in the first place, both quickly realized that there was only one way to get her free.&lt;br /&gt;So, as she looked the other way, her first time date proceeded to unzip his pants and pee her butt off the fender.&lt;br /&gt;As the audience screamed in laughter, she took the Tonight Show prize hands down.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps that should be 'pants down. 'And you thought your first date was embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Jay Lenos' comment...'This gives a whole new meaning to being pissed off.'&lt;br /&gt;Oh and how did the first date turn out?&lt;br /&gt;He became her husband and was sitting next to her on the Leno show.&lt;br /&gt;If you laughed at this pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is FUNNY!!! Come on smile!!!! Just a little ??? Franny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-2290832105816538209?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/2290832105816538209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=2290832105816538209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2290832105816538209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/2290832105816538209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-didnt-see-this-on-tonight-show-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-7803544934830914453</id><published>2009-01-31T15:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:30:04.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SYS0twk28II/AAAAAAAAAXY/qd8vxBnCwnI/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297557759921156226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SYS0twk28II/AAAAAAAAAXY/qd8vxBnCwnI/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIRLS IN MY CIRCLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I was little, I used to believe in the concept of one best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then I started to become a woman. And then I found out that if you allow your heart to20open up, God would show you the best in many friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One friend is needed when you're going through things with your man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another friend is needed when you're going through things with your mom.Â &gt; Another will sit beside you in the bleachers as you delight in your children and their activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One friend will say, 'Let's cry together,' Another , 'Let's fight together,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another , 'Let's walk away together.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One friend will meet your spiritual need, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another your shoe fetish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another your love for movies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another will be with you in your season of confusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another will be your clarifier,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another the wind beneath your wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But whatever their assignment in your life, On whatever the occasion, On whatever the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or wherever you need them to meet you with their gym&gt; shoes on and hair pulled back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or to hold you back from making a complete fool of&gt; yourself .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those are your best friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It may all be wrapped up in one woman, But for many, it's wrapped up in several..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One from 7th grade, One from high school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Several from the college years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A couple from old jobs, On some days your mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On some days your neighbor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On others, your sisters, And on some days, your daughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So whether they've been a friend for 20 minutes or 20+ years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND ONLY IF YOU'D LIKE TO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pass this on to the women that God has placed in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I did to all my gal freinds,,, you should do the same!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-7803544934830914453?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/7803544934830914453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=7803544934830914453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7803544934830914453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/7803544934830914453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2009/01/girls-in-my-circle-when-i-was-little-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SYS0twk28II/AAAAAAAAAXY/qd8vxBnCwnI/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-5594606399856274997</id><published>2008-12-26T14:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:19:44.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XEROX IS DOING SOMETHING GOOD&lt;br /&gt;If you go to this web site,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a title="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" href="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;a class="parsedLink" href="http://www.letssaythanks.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.LetsSayThanks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq .&lt;br /&gt;You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.&lt;br /&gt;How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!!&lt;br /&gt;It is FREE and it only takes a second.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these?&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers over there need to know we are behind them.&lt;br /&gt;This takes just 10 se conds and it's a wonderful way to say thank you.  We can never say enough thank you's.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking to time to support our military!&lt;br /&gt;JUST DO IT! MAKE SOME ONE FEEL GOOD TO KNOW WE ARE ALL THINKING OF THEM OVER THERE,    FRAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-5594606399856274997?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/5594606399856274997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=5594606399856274997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5594606399856274997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/5594606399856274997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2008/12/xerox-is-doing-something-good-if-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3350136975356611354</id><published>2008-12-13T13:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:00:53.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new wine for seniors'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SUQF6saTxRI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mwvIpvx8VeA/s1600-h/wine+for+seniors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279351169097123090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SUQF6saTxRI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mwvIpvx8VeA/s320/wine+for+seniors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not...&lt;br /&gt;New Wine for Seniors California vintners in the Napa Valley area,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; which primarily produce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinot Blanc, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinot Noir and Pinot Grigio wines, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have developed a new hybrid grape that acts as an anti-diuretic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is expected to reduce the number of trips older people have to make to the bathroom during the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The new wine will be marketed as PINO MORE&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I HEARD IT THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE&lt;br /&gt;I just could not help it. That's funny ...Agree!!!!!!!!! FRan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3350136975356611354?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3350136975356611354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3350136975356611354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3350136975356611354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3350136975356611354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-kid-you-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SUQF6saTxRI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mwvIpvx8VeA/s72-c/wine+for+seniors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-253974512877311371</id><published>2008-12-01T11:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:26:50.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad at the mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny  and good answer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/STQQMQXBmRI/AAAAAAAAATk/1mrrAih3To8/s1600-h/snowman.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274858866293709074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/STQQMQXBmRI/AAAAAAAAATk/1mrrAih3To8/s320/snowman.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAD AT THE MALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to grab a bite at the food court. I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;old man , never done anything wild n your life?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response; knowing he would have a good one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you wish you could come up with good answers to these kids,,, like that???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-253974512877311371?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/253974512877311371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=253974512877311371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/253974512877311371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/253974512877311371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2008/12/dad-at-mall.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/STQQMQXBmRI/AAAAAAAAATk/1mrrAih3To8/s72-c/snowman.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17422429.post-3323595987376900541</id><published>2008-11-26T19:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:38:23.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving To All!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on "PUMPKIN PIE"  its really cute!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=" href="http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=HY27482779" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;PUMPKIN PIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will make youn smile  ... turn your speakers on afer you turn off my music,,,,  Then pass it on!!!    Fran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17422429-3323595987376900541?l=auntiefrancys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/feeds/3323595987376900541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17422429&amp;postID=3323595987376900541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3323595987376900541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17422429/posts/default/3323595987376900541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auntiefrancys.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-to-all-click-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Fran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wZorXExTkSM/SZMY-8foD4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/KYhebKRL064/S220/lady_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
