<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031</id><updated>2012-01-06T17:39:40.683-08:00</updated><category term='~~Living In The Past~~'/><category term='IT&apos;S ALMOST CHRISTMAS'/><title type='text'>Wisteria Lane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-6063235973299178902</id><published>2012-01-03T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T04:56:20.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOOK BACK AT DECEMBER OF 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A LOOK BACK TO DECEMBER OF 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can't believe that I got all the things done I wanted to this December.&amp;nbsp; Baking, shopping &amp;amp; the house.&amp;nbsp; It all fell into place.&amp;nbsp; I said "what will happen when the other shoe drops"?&amp;nbsp; And it did drop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I have been sick now for 12 days.&amp;nbsp; With a few days off to get my jobs finished for other people.&amp;nbsp; I think your body and mind just make you go on and think you feel good to get it all done. Then....BAM.&amp;nbsp; I got sick starting on Christmas eve while icing cookies. My nose ran &amp;amp; ran.&amp;nbsp; On Christmas the cough set in.&amp;nbsp; With a house full of guests for supper I had to remove myself to cough and wash my hands.&amp;nbsp; Then I got a ear ache.&amp;nbsp; On the 3rd day my ear drum busted.&amp;nbsp; So now I'm off balance and can't hear out of my right ear.&amp;nbsp; But with all of this it was a good Christmas. Great Family time together.&amp;nbsp; Again I posted before I loaded pics.&amp;nbsp; Most of my fun pics I took from my phone.&amp;nbsp; We'll see what I can do to fix that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Till next time&amp;nbsp; HAPPY NEW YEAR AND GOD BLESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-6063235973299178902?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/6063235973299178902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-back-at-december-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6063235973299178902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6063235973299178902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-back-at-december-of-2011.html' title='A LOOK BACK AT DECEMBER OF 2011'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-283033645289348888</id><published>2011-12-18T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T05:26:15.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S ALMOST CHRISTMAS'/><title type='text'>IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One week from today and it will be Christmas morning.&amp;nbsp; The smell of coffee, fresh rolls baking and the excitement of the little ones waiting to open the gifts that Santa has left.&amp;nbsp; Knowing the real reason for this day will bring warmth to our heart and souls.&amp;nbsp; Gathering with Family with Love all around.&amp;nbsp; Because one little baby came to earth and showed us how we are to live&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It's easy to remember on this one day about kindness and forgiveness.&amp;nbsp; It's the rest of the year that we need to have the Love of Jesus in our hearts and remember not everyone has it as good as we do.&amp;nbsp; At ties we always want more, but just know someplace in this world, someone has it a lot less then we do.&amp;nbsp; Anyone reading my blog has a warm house to be in and electricity to run the computer.&amp;nbsp; So thank God for all we have and all we can be.&amp;nbsp; This world isn't what we want it to be these days, but each one of us can make it the best it can be if we just do our best, love each other and forgive as God forgives us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS ANS PEACE TO ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Teresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-283033645289348888?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/283033645289348888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-almost-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/283033645289348888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/283033645289348888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-almost-christmas.html' title='IT&apos;S ALMOST CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-6624873480973889516</id><published>2011-11-22T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T19:58:51.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL FUNNIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some funny things have been going on with me.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doc. (yesterday) to pick up some scripts.  I saw what I thought was a&lt;br /&gt;really homely looking woman.  I had to correct myself because that wasn't a nice thing to say.  But this woman had on a skirt that was mid leg with white socks and boots.  Kinda like olive oil, hair that was frizzy and standing up.  As&lt;br /&gt;she was looking down to the ground I started to feel sorry for her&lt;br /&gt;and thought she must not have very much.  To my surprise..She looked up.&lt;br /&gt;It was a MAN.  Or a young man.  I had to laugh out loud.  I wanted to take his picture.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it wouldn't be the best thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That late afternoon I went to get the groceries for Thanksgiving and the store was&lt;br /&gt; packed. I couldn't even think.  I got my turkey and something to fix for&lt;br /&gt;supper and got out of there. Said I'd be back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to today.  It's been raining so hard. I had to go to the doc. with my mother and back to the store.  After her appointment I said I'm taking you home.  I'll&lt;br /&gt;pick up what you need when the rain slows down.  Visited my local K-Mart and on my way to the car it was still pouring, but the gal next to me pushed her cart just to the side of my car.  Now there  was no way I could get out without hitting the cart.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get out in the rain and move it.  She never looked at me.  I stood in the rain for a few extra seconds and she was too busy to look up.  I'm sure she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to Kroger after doing some other little stops.  STILL RAINING. Oh&lt;br /&gt;yes, yesterday I had to go out and get a shopping cart because they were all gone.&lt;br /&gt;Today I got one before I went in and had to turn back.  I even had a rag to wipe it down.  Anyway I got my shopping all done and drove a block before I realized&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to turn my lights on.  It was 6:30, raining and very dark.  What a goof.&lt;br /&gt;But I must say I got it all done.  I hope tomorrow will be a better day. Hope my pies don't burn and I get some good sleep.  Oh did I say I woke up at 3 am?&lt;br /&gt;No I forgot that.  Well it's almost 11 pm with no nap.  I hope I can sleep a&lt;br /&gt;good and long sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING&lt;br /&gt;MAY GOD BLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/42883964619737031-6624873480973889516?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/6624873480973889516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-funnies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6624873480973889516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6624873480973889516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-funnies.html' title='FALL FUNNIES'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-5913332122064885067</id><published>2011-11-09T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T03:44:42.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafting Rebellion: Vera Bradley Inspired Decoupage Battery Operated Candles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://craftingrebellion.blogspot.com/2011/11/vera-bradley-inspired-decoupage-battery.html?showComment=1320839002890#c4454330644999147205"&gt;Crafting Rebellion: Vera Bradley Inspired Decoupage Battery Operated Candles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-5913332122064885067?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/5913332122064885067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/11/crafting-rebellion-vera-bradley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5913332122064885067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5913332122064885067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/11/crafting-rebellion-vera-bradley.html' title='Crafting Rebellion: Vera Bradley Inspired Decoupage Battery Operated Candles'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-979878435896423747</id><published>2011-08-02T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T04:56:06.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUND A PIC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-223h8Pg2pU4/Tjfj_8r2p2I/AAAAAAAAAII/GqyM-2rn3ik/s1600/Nikon%2B2011%2Bmom%2B112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-223h8Pg2pU4/Tjfj_8r2p2I/AAAAAAAAAII/GqyM-2rn3ik/s200/Nikon%2B2011%2Bmom%2B112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636224146438793058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it looks like I should have posted a bigger picture.  This is my minds eye paper.  I like it because it does a lot of the work for you.  Then added some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dragonfly's&lt;/span&gt; and pearls.  Just add a word or two and it will be ready to send.  I had so much fun working with my ready made embellishments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nvPmDkNJ1uk/Tjfj_UEcsmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Bs74CrgHAvo/s1600/Nikon%2B2011%2Bmom%2B109.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfKm2myrQGQ/TjfjFc4QB3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/rOF-oo7Ed6g/s1600/Nikon%2B2011%2Bmom%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qV2rQRmL5kw/TjfhDFoIwhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HYdFfKg9DDc/s1600/Nikon%2B2011%2Bmom%2B130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qV2rQRmL5kw/TjfhDFoIwhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HYdFfKg9DDc/s200/Nikon%2B2011%2Bmom%2B130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636220901843845650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I was able to find 2 pics.  My husband takes all rights with the computer.  He feels I can damage what he installs and so he has added my pics on two places.  It depends on which camera I use.  In this card The main paper is my minds eye. Used a stamp for the manikin  and added the lace to the side.  My first attempt to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shabby&lt;/span&gt;. Need more work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get off to another project of the day.  Till next time make it a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-979878435896423747?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/979878435896423747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/08/found-pic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/979878435896423747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/979878435896423747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/08/found-pic.html' title='FOUND A PIC.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-223h8Pg2pU4/Tjfj_8r2p2I/AAAAAAAAAII/GqyM-2rn3ik/s72-c/Nikon%2B2011%2Bmom%2B112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-7408974864811175798</id><published>2011-08-02T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T04:26:38.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update with a SMILE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;..It's been too long since my last post.  I uploaded pics of the cards I made with my new stuff and they were all sideways.  I'll have to get into them first and try to rotate them.  Can't believe its been more then a month.  Some things just get put on the back burner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a really HOT summer.  I rather enjoy it.  WHY?  Because it warms up our above ground pool.  We have so many trees that it never gets a day of  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abundant&lt;/span&gt;  sun.  I like the water to be about 80.  Yes I said 80.  I need to get into it today because the weather is going to take a turn for cooler weather.  Like in the mid to upper 80's.  Believe me when I say that will cool the pool down soon it if starts to get lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get some new fun stuff yesterday.  Jo-ann's was having a great sale.  $29.99 cricut cartridges.  I got "Straight from the nest". Also Spellbinders nestabilities were 40 % 0ff.  I got Lacey Circles.  I'm not sure if I made the right choice on that.  So many great selections to look at. And a book on Jewelry making.  I've been working on some of that.  I made 4 bracelets and gave away 3.  I'll probable end up taking a class to learn it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to see if I can rotate those pictures so I can post them.  Maybe then go play in my craft room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time God Bless and Make it  a Great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-7408974864811175798?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/7408974864811175798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/08/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7408974864811175798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7408974864811175798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/08/ok.html' title='Update with a SMILE.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-7488696144015982764</id><published>2011-06-14T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T16:53:24.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOPPING FUN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MlK2VNjFVgM/Tffm_M5sE_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zgnZqiRvDSo/s1600/Photo116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MlK2VNjFVgM/Tffm_M5sE_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zgnZqiRvDSo/s320/Photo116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618213033637319666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqY-MMcE000/TffmzzwYDJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bF-OdfI_3RI/s1600/Photo115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqY-MMcE000/TffmzzwYDJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bF-OdfI_3RI/s320/Photo115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618212837908810898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;          A DAY OF SHOPPING WITH SALES OF 50% OFF.  I JUST LOVE THE FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I got a bunch of  " goodies ".  I went in to look and came out with a bag of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The Paper is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;My minds eye.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is the first time I have ever seen this paper.  I have seen many cards made with it .  So happy when it was at Hobby Lobby.  Not on sale at this time but I had to get some&lt;br /&gt;before my chance ran out.  The next week it went on sale.  So YES I got more.  Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the photo album because I took some pictures out of picture frames and have never worked on a scrapbook. Thought this would be a great time to try my hand at it.  I have 2 planned but none have been&lt;br /&gt; started on.  Who knows if I will ever get it done.  My guess is never.  I hate to say it, but who knows myself better then me but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun making cards with my new paper, lace and embellishments.  Pic to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go and create something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-7488696144015982764?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/7488696144015982764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/shopping-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7488696144015982764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7488696144015982764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/shopping-fun.html' title='SHOPPING FUN.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MlK2VNjFVgM/Tffm_M5sE_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zgnZqiRvDSo/s72-c/Photo116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-5571703749004793355</id><published>2011-06-14T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:51:20.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3JySGm_EQ_M/Tffk5OY3iBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/V2XX1gHQHyc/s1600/IMG_4222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3JySGm_EQ_M/Tffk5OY3iBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/V2XX1gHQHyc/s320/IMG_4222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618210731934058514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPRING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stood an egg on it's side&lt;br /&gt;on the first day of spring?  My mother and I&lt;br /&gt;do this every year.  It always works.  Sometimes it takes longer then others.  I have given up&lt;br /&gt;too.  This year it lasted till I took it down.  My&lt;br /&gt;Mother's lasted for 24 hours and then it fell over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it next spring if you remember.&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/42883964619737031-5571703749004793355?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/5571703749004793355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/spring-have-you-ever-stood-egg-on-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5571703749004793355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5571703749004793355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/spring-have-you-ever-stood-egg-on-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3JySGm_EQ_M/Tffk5OY3iBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/V2XX1gHQHyc/s72-c/IMG_4222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-5496168387155768266</id><published>2011-06-13T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T18:58:33.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming of Cleaning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been wanting to do some real cleaning out.  Throwing or storing, whatever it takes.  It has made me restless.  By the time I get home from work I'm ready to rest a little and my Grandson wants me to play with him.  And so the story goes.  I don't get anything done.  I look at my crap and think do I really need this?  Probably not.  Oh my craft and Harp room.  I hope to get to it tomorrow.  I have the day off so I MUST be a task master and make myself organize and throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started another little craft....Beading.  Something for my cards, bit then the wheels started to turn.  I wake up at night or early morning with ideas and can't go back to sleep.  Wanting to be quiet and not wake anyone else, I can't get started with my ideas.  Once they are up, well it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Just some random thoughts.  Dreaming of the day my house pics could be on my blog for it's beauty and great finds.  Till then I read of the blogs that do what I wish I could be doing. And plan for the day I can make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of the "procrastinate"?  That is me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I return.  Blessings to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/42883964619737031-5496168387155768266?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/5496168387155768266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreaming-of-cleaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5496168387155768266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5496168387155768266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreaming-of-cleaning.html' title='Dreaming of Cleaning.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-3467601218127490485</id><published>2011-06-02T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T21:34:14.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deer and Swan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two more things that should have been added to my last post.   Deer and Swans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday evening we looked out and  A deer was standing just outside our back yard.  We&lt;br /&gt;went out to get a closer look.  Carrying my 2 year old grandson, we made it out just in time to see it gallop away.  My grandson was pretending to gallop away like the deer.  Sweet an funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years we have seen many deers roam the back field.  One winter a BIG buck lay in the snow, so large and majestic watching while his wife and 2 yearlings grazed for food.  Such a heartwarming feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another spring we saw many young deer and several mothers at the same time eating at the edge of the woods.  That was a fun day.  I think I counted 7 adults and several young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swans amaze me to no end.  Don't know why.  Just that grace they show.  They look so loving but I know better.  I guess they can be very mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another short blurp of my life.  Take it or leave it.  It's all me 100% pure love of nature and all mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A BLESSED NIGHT AND MORNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-3467601218127490485?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/3467601218127490485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/deer-and-swan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/3467601218127490485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/3467601218127490485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/06/deer-and-swan.html' title='Deer and Swan'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-6207095492959238702</id><published>2011-05-28T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T19:06:27.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS ABOUT ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some things you might not know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.    I love the color of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Purple.  Any shade.&lt;br /&gt;2.    I had lavender on my wedding dress.&lt;br /&gt;3.    Wisteria is a shade of purple....so WysteriaAngel my e-mail addy &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;       Wisteria Lane my blog name.  I love Wisteria.&lt;br /&gt;4.    I love Pink also.  People said red heads cant wear pink.  I don't agree.&lt;br /&gt;5.    I have always liked to keep my hands busy.&lt;br /&gt;6.    I have become a blog addict.  Country,vintage, pink flowers, cards &amp;amp; my new&lt;br /&gt;       fun thing is brads.&lt;br /&gt;7.    I day dream more of things I want then trying to make them happen.  That&lt;br /&gt;       could be due to lack of $$$$$.&lt;br /&gt;8.    I've always wanted to have children.  Girls.&lt;br /&gt;9     I play the harp. (not to well)&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am  Quaker.&lt;br /&gt;11.  I need to drink Coke.&lt;br /&gt;12.  Gardening is like praying to me.&lt;br /&gt;13.  I love having red hair.&lt;br /&gt;14.  I love growing up in the time I have.  Wish things could be so simple again.&lt;br /&gt;15.  I have always had a dog.  or 2.....or 3.&lt;br /&gt;16.  I raised canaries for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;17.  I still have one and it should be at least 12 years old.  Sings when he wants.&lt;br /&gt;18.  When I want to blog or post a picture it will find a way of hiding. &lt;br /&gt;19.  Love to hang out laundry.&lt;br /&gt;20.  I hate worms, slugs &amp;amp; frogs in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all you need to know for now.  It's time to go to bed.  Clean sheets and happy dreams.  And yes they were hung on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-6207095492959238702?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/6207095492959238702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/05/things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6207095492959238702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6207095492959238702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/05/things-about-me.html' title='THINGS ABOUT ME.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-4131065543638247676</id><published>2011-04-12T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:03:30.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LITTLE LATE....BUT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7DUDmlH0vY/TaRmHEhmkaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wKasIyjOsaM/s1600/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7DUDmlH0vY/TaRmHEhmkaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wKasIyjOsaM/s320/IMG_3818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594708908760797602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first picture belongs to a post back in September 8, 2009.  My very good friend painted this and sent it to me as a surprise.  I saw it on her blog and told her how beautiful it was.  And next thing...here it was.  I treasure it so, so much. Took me a long time to decide how to frame it.  But I love what I came up with.  Thank you my dearest friend Sandy.   I Love you from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5udNSfXFkVo/TaRl9DgqrlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ocPO-4KAr-4/s1600/IMG_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5udNSfXFkVo/TaRl9DgqrlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ocPO-4KAr-4/s320/IMG_3812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594708736689745490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this picture was to be posted with my last blog.  But as I said it wouldn't let me post it.  So here is our finished product. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YUMMY&lt;/span&gt;!  The flowers are from my garden.  The white Lilly  is on it's second year of growth.  Started with one stalk in planting of 2009.  2010 two stalks.  Now I can't wait to see what will happen in this summer.  Three stalks would be so exciting.  OR maybe each stalk will produce 2 stalks.  Wow I didn't think of that till just now.  Check back and I will let you know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; that is all for now.  Need to get going and work on some cards.  I will post them soon.  After all that is why I started this blog...what..has it been two years...No I think three.  OOPS. I'm a slow turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy and sunny day.  Blessings to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-4131065543638247676?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/4131065543638247676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-latebut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/4131065543638247676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/4131065543638247676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-latebut.html' title='A LITTLE LATE....BUT.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7DUDmlH0vY/TaRmHEhmkaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wKasIyjOsaM/s72-c/IMG_3818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-6200336532236988102</id><published>2011-04-11T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T20:52:07.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~~Living In The Past~~'/><title type='text'>~~LIVING IN THE PAST~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVKT-lzxFfM/TaPJv74487I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rSmMv9zFZZU/s1600/IMG_3806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVKT-lzxFfM/TaPJv74487I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rSmMv9zFZZU/s320/IMG_3806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594536987491627954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LArDJd---EI/TaPJiYdR1iI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7YcVnYhJZuw/s1600/IMG_3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LArDJd---EI/TaPJiYdR1iI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7YcVnYhJZuw/s320/IMG_3803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594536754642277922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWZd7nPUsLo/TaPJXqvbVaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xJznDPUTUjw/s1600/IMG_3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWZd7nPUsLo/TaPJXqvbVaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xJznDPUTUjw/s320/IMG_3801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594536570571675042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I've always felt I was born in the wrong time.  I think I'd love to be back in the late 1800's or early 1900's.  Maybe if I was I wouldn't like it.  But I do enjoy cleaning, planting, canning and cooking.  But I never have the time for canning anymore.  In fact I am kept so busy I have little time to do the things I long to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason is...dada...the computer.  I spend time reading other blogs on the things I enjoy.  Don't get me wrong, I do bust out a thing or two I enjoy.  Keeping up with life is such a time consumer.&lt;br /&gt;If we didn't need that little green stuff. ($$) I could stay home and play with what I love.  I'm learning how to make time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and I made some pickles this last summer.  (2010)  Her favorite pickle.  We had a blast working together. I think she has just one jar left.  I have only opened 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a lot to learn about blogging.  I have the finished picture to add and it wont let me. I think this happened another time.  Anyway you can see my mother.  She is 76 in this pic.  I'll try one more time to add one more pic.  If not, thanks for your visit.  Till next time God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-6200336532236988102?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/6200336532236988102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/04/living-in-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6200336532236988102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6200336532236988102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/04/living-in-past.html' title='~~LIVING IN THE PAST~~'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVKT-lzxFfM/TaPJv74487I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rSmMv9zFZZU/s72-c/IMG_3806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-7927483532007947399</id><published>2011-03-02T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T05:44:49.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The birth of spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAf6uDx8yY8/TW5FUb9kV6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/SXu-QCzJMc4/s1600/Gage%2B076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAf6uDx8yY8/TW5FUb9kV6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/SXu-QCzJMc4/s320/Gage%2B076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579473205764315042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Spring is looking better every day.  Even thought we had some snow and a little ice last week it went away really quick. Yes that is spring in Indiana.  18 more days till SPRING. And 19 more days till my youngest daughters Birthday.  She will turn 25.  I feel it's been so long ago.  Now her baby is almost 2. This picture is right after birth.  She had lots of drugs and some of the day was fuzzy.  I got to be with her during delivery.  I was so amazed at the process of birth from the other side.  WOW...God is awesome.  This little fella is walking and jibber jabbering all over the place.  Such a joy to see my 2 grandsons playing together.  I can't wait for spring and take them both out to play in the warm sunshine.  Spring rain, mud and all, I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-7927483532007947399?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/7927483532007947399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/03/birth-of-spring.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7927483532007947399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7927483532007947399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/03/birth-of-spring.html' title='The birth of spring'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAf6uDx8yY8/TW5FUb9kV6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/SXu-QCzJMc4/s72-c/Gage%2B076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-824200786335062570</id><published>2011-01-03T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:16:22.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINBOWS OF BLESSING.</title><content type='html'>January 3, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when everyone was all worried about the year turning to 2000.  Boy did it sound strange.  2000. But here we are still 2011.  I'm still walking the face of the earth and haven't fallen off yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on my way home about 4:15 I saw a rainbow in the west of town.  (( Or whatever it is called without rain. ))  It was like a visit from God.  Telling me I am doing good so far.  Keep up the good work.  If only I can keep this outlook on my day to day walk on earth with those I love and care for and those I run into with everyday living.  It reminded me to say a prayer for those who need it. Some special people who need it very much.  Cancer is in their body.  Life isn't done with them dear God.  Heal them and let them be a lite for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evening goal is to go to bed early and rest up for the cleaning job I have tomorrow.  Need that energy to make it the 4 hrs. Every time I have this job I feel a pull to not do it.  But God is with me every time to make it through and come away feeling like a winner. I ask for words of encouragement. And every time I hear his voice cheering me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and Love to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-824200786335062570?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/824200786335062570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/01/rainbows-of-blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/824200786335062570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/824200786335062570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2011/01/rainbows-of-blessing.html' title='RAINBOWS OF BLESSING.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-2097214900609685126</id><published>2010-06-14T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:09:20.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments of the past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/TBb8wOzxQJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ljcNvpzOx4E/s1600/IMG_3577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/TBb8wOzxQJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ljcNvpzOx4E/s320/IMG_3577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482847501909311634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I often find myself day dreaming of the way things use to be.  Not too many things to do in a day.  When the day ends you had time to sit and enjoy.  Less things in the house.  No computers or cell phones.  Life just had time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find that time now.  It is always hurry to get one thing done and move on to the next.  I've been falling of the past few days.  More things to do then time in the day. 3 dogs, One child One grandchild and One (thank God) husband.  That is just in our house.  then the other 2 daughters, one son in law and the other grand baby. Boy do I have GREAT Grand Babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the less stressful and more simple days.  But then again I stayed home.  I had more time then.  Why do we fill our days with so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want them back before I'm too old.  Too bake for the grand kids and then send them home.  hehehe.  Getting older isn't just like I had thought.  But it's my life as I know it and I shall enjoy and rejoice in what blessings I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-2097214900609685126?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/2097214900609685126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/06/moments-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/2097214900609685126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/2097214900609685126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/06/moments-of-past.html' title='Moments of the past.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/TBb8wOzxQJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ljcNvpzOx4E/s72-c/IMG_3577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-7893446964701307539</id><published>2010-06-08T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:03:43.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A DAY OF BLESSINGS.</title><content type='html'>June 8, 2010......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very good day.  Took Parker to day camp.  Went home did a few chores.  Took a nap because I could and getting up at 5 am isn't fun.  Went to work and stopped at Krogers on my home, which I found Jen and Parker there.  Parker hung with me and as we were packing our groceries in the cruiser I got a call to pick up Gage at day care.   So off we went.  He was surprised to see Parker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home the girl next door was having a b day party and sent over some cake.  Well Gage ate cake and a cup of milk.  Up to this point he hasn't liked to eat.  At least for me.  Then at supper he ate a big meal.  I had to take him away from the table.  I gave him a bath and let him play in the running water with his hands.  He loves to feel the water trickle on his fingers.  He felt the water for 10 min.  Then got him out of tub.  Clean and fresh I took him home and daddy gave him a bottle and I slipped out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker was on good  behavior today also.  I love when he acts like a little man.  Beats the days that he loves to be loud.  As I say"he's such a boy"  Having 3 girls this is so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blessed day.  A day to take it all in and thank God for my many blessings.  When I get upset for things I don't have I remember that with more work I can have what I want.  Maybe not just like I want...but close enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-7893446964701307539?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/7893446964701307539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-of-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7893446964701307539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7893446964701307539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-of-blessings.html' title='A DAY OF BLESSINGS.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-1579122807651948483</id><published>2010-04-27T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T05:07:45.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on time</title><content type='html'>We had a birthday party for our middle daughter yesterday.  She turned 26.  Wow.  I didn't have my first child till I was 26. She has an almost 6 year old son. She ha a lot going on for her.  It was a beautiful sight seeing us all around the table.  Two grand kids getting excited eating CAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 13 days my youngest will graduate from college.  Hope she is able to get  a job she is seeking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in 9 days after that her son will turn one.  HMMMM....He is getting practice eating cake before the big 1st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had strong winds for 4 days now.  As long as the big storms stay away.  It's time to get the hummingbird feeders out and call the little birds to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is calling me to get off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings till we talk again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-1579122807651948483?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/1579122807651948483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-on-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1579122807651948483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1579122807651948483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-on-time.html' title='Catching up on time'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-7574530344076931617</id><published>2010-02-27T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T06:07:19.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking for spring.....</title><content type='html'>Another morning of snow and cold.  I think this is over 60 days of snow on the ground.  Well I wished for a winter of snow and I guess I got it.  Don't let anyone know I asked for it.  heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda has been living in her house since the end of December.  Gage has one tooth and 3 more are pushing their way up just like the spring flowers we are all looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker had his 1st spelling test in pre kindergarten.  His 2nd was much better. He had them all down pat.  With a big smile I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls will turn 24, 26 &amp;amp; 30 this summer. Gage will be "1" in 3 months and Parker will be "6".  WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-7574530344076931617?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/7574530344076931617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/02/looking-for-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7574530344076931617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7574530344076931617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2010/02/looking-for-spring.html' title='looking for spring.....'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-548904524317092835</id><published>2009-12-08T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:59:39.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~Days of December~~</title><content type='html'>December 7,2009&lt;br /&gt;Today we woke up to fresh snow on the ground.  First snow of this winter of 2009.It was beautiful.  Took Mike 30 more minutes to drive to work.  Not Good.  I love the snow but his driving to work safe is more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to see Gage a little today.  It has been 2 days since I last say him. I feel like it was a lifetime.  I rocked him to sleep.  I would have held him longer but I had a harp lesson to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 8,2009&lt;br /&gt;Parker (5 yrs old) had his winter program at Delphi today at noon.  The stinker had to wear his cowboy boots.  What a doll he was.  Smiled the whole time.  It was kinda cut watching the little 3 yr old girls start to cry.  Little by little they worked up the tears and had to run to mom.  Sweet things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold and windy outside.  The wind is blowing the fire smoke inside the house.  Stinking us out.&lt;br /&gt;With high winds it blew our umbrella out of the holder and into the yard. Poor DH had to go out in the rain and cold and get it back and put in the holder.  More wind and rain tomorrow with it turning to snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a very big day.  I better hit the hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-548904524317092835?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/548904524317092835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/12/days-of-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/548904524317092835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/548904524317092835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/12/days-of-december.html' title='~~Days of December~~'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-1991878591478688177</id><published>2009-12-02T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:41:02.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Greeting Card for Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZdv7lu1BI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MO7TC-5hxzA/s1600-h/IMG_2938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZdv7lu1BI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MO7TC-5hxzA/s320/IMG_2938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410615080363414546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZdmI4NgiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XHfxCOQjy0s/s1600-h/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZdmI4NgiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XHfxCOQjy0s/s320/IMG_2939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410614912131891746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a card I made for&lt;br /&gt;my mom on her Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;My first time using Just&lt;br /&gt;Right stamps.  My bow was made with the bow easy.  I embossed the front of card with my cuttlebug. The butterfly was made with my cricut. Cart Home Accents. I think it turned out good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-1991878591478688177?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/1991878591478688177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday-greeting-card-for-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1991878591478688177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1991878591478688177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday-greeting-card-for-mom.html' title='Birthday Greeting Card for Mom'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZdv7lu1BI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MO7TC-5hxzA/s72-c/IMG_2938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-8067634302022928208</id><published>2009-12-02T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:19:46.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Bags For a Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZa0d6P-gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MfTJEBuAsCE/s1600-h/IMG_3027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZa0d6P-gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MfTJEBuAsCE/s320/IMG_3027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410611859760871938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just a little bag I worked on this spring.  It was fun and quick.  As always it was a last minute craft. Getting an idea and having to try it out. My second try in bag decorating. Turned out ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-8067634302022928208?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/8067634302022928208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/12/gift-bags-for-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/8067634302022928208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/8067634302022928208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/12/gift-bags-for-wedding.html' title='Gift Bags For a Wedding'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SxZa0d6P-gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MfTJEBuAsCE/s72-c/IMG_3027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-6228622400379073563</id><published>2009-10-24T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T15:50:40.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABOVE RUBIES CRAFTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Today I found a beautiful site for crafting.  If you read today Oct. 25, 2009 till Oct. 30, 2009 you have a chance of winning a lot of wonderful gifts for crafting.  Things like papers, ribbons, cricut cartridges.  Great turtorials  for the use of many scrapbooking ideas and so on.  Come on over to http"//AboveRubiesStudio.com and check it all out.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                GOOD  LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-6228622400379073563?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/6228622400379073563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/10/above-rubies-crafting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6228622400379073563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6228622400379073563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/10/above-rubies-crafting.html' title='ABOVE RUBIES CRAFTING'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-1189342886397466541</id><published>2009-09-15T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:45:35.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Energy of  Youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I see my Grandchildren with the energy of youth.  One 5 years and the other 4 months old.  The eyes of the 4 month old , Gage, is always looking for something new. ( Well everything is new to him.)  But with a fresh awareness of it all.  Like looking at the outside.  The sun, shadows, the green color of the trees and grass.  He looks at it with newness.  He cant get enough of it.  It's hard to pull him away.  Or is it just me looking at it in a new way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lay on the couch and my 5 year old grandson, Parker, lays beside me to watch TV.  I enjoy it because I know some day all to soon he wont want to do that.  And all I will have is the memory. Sunday he got into bed with me and it all I could do to wake up.  How special it was for him to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I want to just lay my head on my mom's shoulder and let her know I Love her.  Just in that small act of closeness.  But I am a woman of 56, and we don't do that.  Some day I will regret my not doing it.  I love my mother and it is now time that I take care of her at times.  I see her time getting closer to the end.&lt;br /&gt;Not tomorrow or next week or even in a year, but the energy of youth is passing.  I feel it in myself too.&lt;br /&gt;The get up and go is slower.  The bounce back of an extra long shopping day is dragging me down.  Not much speed left on these feet my friend.  I am in 2nd gear.  But that is OK. I watch my pace and try to get it all back with a good nights sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to an end of another late night blog.  Time to get energized.  Good Night.  9-15-2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-1189342886397466541?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/1189342886397466541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/09/energy-of-youth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1189342886397466541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1189342886397466541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/09/energy-of-youth.html' title='The Energy of  Youth'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-1516748616352197291</id><published>2009-09-08T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:37:13.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ART  AND  ITS  BEAUTY</title><content type='html'>I have a very dear friend that I miss so very much.  She lived next door.  Sandy is her name.  She showed me many things about gardening and Love.  She has a blog on her art.  I was visiting it tonight and found my blog listed as one she visits.  How touching it was to me.  I Love you dear friend.  She has given me 4 paintings that I will love forever,  and another that I contracted her to paint for me.  They are a big part of my everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan these blogs out very well.  For if I did I'd have pictures of her paintings to show.  Maybe when I get time I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now, it's 12:30 am and I should be in bed.  I have a BIG day tomorrow.  My husband gets in the shower at 5:30 am and I always wake up.  Once that happens I can't go back to sleep.  After the little ones go to bed and the bigger ones are off studying I get this energy.  The alone time is so welcoming.  Peace. Calm. Relaxation.   So off I go to bed until another post, God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-1516748616352197291?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/1516748616352197291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-and-its-beauty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1516748616352197291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1516748616352197291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-and-its-beauty.html' title='ART  AND  ITS  BEAUTY'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-5660881393121615076</id><published>2009-09-01T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:34:21.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET  FALL  BEGIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is Sep. 1, 2009.  What a beautiful day it is.  Temps in the 70's, Blue skys and I have the day off.  If I could have a wish for today it would be for time to stand still for me.  I'd read on my swing, go to my craft room, play the harp, play with my Grandkids, clean house and watch a movie or two, Got to the grocery (so I can come home, put it away, cook it and then clean it up.)  Well as long as time is standing still we might at well have the food cooked and the mess cleaned up for me.  Anyway you got the picture.  A lot to do and less time on the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality.  Cleaning must be done and so off I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day &amp;amp; God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-5660881393121615076?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/5660881393121615076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-fall-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5660881393121615076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/5660881393121615076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-fall-begin.html' title='LET  FALL  BEGIN'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-3081102100819821091</id><published>2009-08-29T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:04:51.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parkers Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpkmqS6tokI/AAAAAAAAAFA/S3gy1dGm3Lo/s1600-h/IMG_2993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpkmqS6tokI/AAAAAAAAAFA/S3gy1dGm3Lo/s320/IMG_2993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375370138317857346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpkmJBN39jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SY2Fw2Gq54Y/s1600-h/IMG_2973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpkmJBN39jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SY2Fw2Gq54Y/s320/IMG_2973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375369566630704690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/Spkl-NtSqVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-8BmqNwYHqE/s1600-h/IMG_2975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/Spkl-NtSqVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-8BmqNwYHqE/s320/IMG_2975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375369381005142354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpklwCXIjTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9CvpGb8c-kY/s1600-h/IMG_2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpklwCXIjTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9CvpGb8c-kY/s320/IMG_2969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375369137441246514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpklkdbKo4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/A6h8h9Dn3WY/s1600-h/IMG_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpklkdbKo4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/A6h8h9Dn3WY/s320/IMG_2981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375368938547487618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpklTfSSHTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Elg5GF8ZRMU/s1600-h/IMG_2983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpklTfSSHTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Elg5GF8ZRMU/s320/IMG_2983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375368646989323570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/42883964619737031-3081102100819821091?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/3081102100819821091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/08/parkers-birthday-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/3081102100819821091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/3081102100819821091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/08/parkers-birthday-pictures.html' title='Parkers Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SpkmqS6tokI/AAAAAAAAAFA/S3gy1dGm3Lo/s72-c/IMG_2993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-3389939110024643087</id><published>2009-08-13T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:38:37.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY  BLAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandson had a blast at his 5th B-day party.  They played with water balloons, water guns, took turns riding his John Deer tractor and got along just fine.  Not a better batch of 4 children could have been picked.  The temperature was in the low 90's so all the water made a very good cooling effect for the kids.  We adults looked for the shade.  LOL.  I'll add pic as soon I get them off the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gage sported his little man shades &amp;amp; looked adorable.  No cake for him yet.  Only 3 months old.  My time goes too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-3389939110024643087?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/3389939110024643087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-thought-i-had-this-all-worked-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/3389939110024643087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/3389939110024643087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-thought-i-had-this-all-worked-out.html' title='BIRTHDAY  BLAST'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-449032534741807879</id><published>2009-08-07T05:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T05:26:54.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"GOOD MORNING"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and at it for a new day.  Tomorrow is Parker's 5th B-day.  His mom is throwing him a party with family and friends from day care.   He is so excited.  This will be his 1st b-day that he has planned.  A month ago he started talking about it.  I hope a few kids come.  No one has RSVP.  Tho the kids tell him they will come.  This is his weekend to spend with Daddy.  Grandpa Vance wants to bring him home on an old tractor.  This is a surprise.  It would be so cute.  They should put a b-day sign on the back.  :)  I'll post pictures after we have the party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-449032534741807879?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/449032534741807879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-morning-up-and-at-it-for-new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/449032534741807879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/449032534741807879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-morning-up-and-at-it-for-new-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-2051379420442793508</id><published>2009-07-24T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:10:27.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a fuzzy world for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SmpnAxUFOpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ACMWTx_-MpY/s1600-h/DCP_1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SmpnAxUFOpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ACMWTx_-MpY/s320/DCP_1786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362211569273223826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another test to see if I have this working or not.  My first grandson Parker.  He must be about 1 year old.  He doesn't have that curly hair now.  As a baby he looked just like his mother.  Now he looks and acts just like his father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-2051379420442793508?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/2051379420442793508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-fuzzy-world-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/2051379420442793508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/2051379420442793508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-fuzzy-world-for-me.html' title='It&apos;s a fuzzy world for me.'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SmpnAxUFOpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ACMWTx_-MpY/s72-c/DCP_1786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-4511783346183429427</id><published>2009-07-09T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:06:00.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSES AND PEONIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlavAm_DI6I/AAAAAAAAACk/eJfEFvl3bgw/s1600-h/IMG_1947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlavAm_DI6I/AAAAAAAAACk/eJfEFvl3bgw/s320/IMG_1947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356661231803638690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/Slat5xrQI_I/AAAAAAAAACc/_5vMsLAEc7Q/s1600-h/IMG_2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/Slat5xrQI_I/AAAAAAAAACc/_5vMsLAEc7Q/s320/IMG_2164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356660014902682610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlatzMN_X8I/AAAAAAAAACU/GClNlqTzKvA/s1600-h/IMG_2166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlatzMN_X8I/AAAAAAAAACU/GClNlqTzKvA/s320/IMG_2166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356659901768622018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last summer I planted this white rose from my daughter.  It bloomed all summer long.  I was able to keep the bugs off even those darn Japanese Beatles.  I also planted a pink rose and this year she gave me a lavender rose.  Another flower that I LOVE  are Peonies.  Their life spans is way to short.  They bloom in the spring in our rainy season and they always get stomped down.  If you don't pick them before the rain then they fall to the ground and fall apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-4511783346183429427?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/4511783346183429427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-white-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/4511783346183429427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/4511783346183429427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-white-rose.html' title='ROSES AND PEONIES'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlavAm_DI6I/AAAAAAAAACk/eJfEFvl3bgw/s72-c/IMG_1947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-6498374275195378038</id><published>2009-07-09T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:52:49.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOWERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/Slar_dMrmXI/AAAAAAAAACM/oTVY9rBqm4E/s1600-h/IMG_2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/Slar_dMrmXI/AAAAAAAAACM/oTVY9rBqm4E/s320/IMG_2173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356657913461709170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlarG3rO0JI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZUfnEgPcGgY/s1600-h/IMG_2721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlarG3rO0JI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZUfnEgPcGgY/s320/IMG_2721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356656941316624530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tulips are by my pack patio.  I squirrel must have planted them because I didn't.  Each year the get bigger and better.  Flowers are just one of my passions. They bring me peace and calm.  Following a butterfly to capture it on film is always fun.  I love the scent of these pink flowers because they have a cinnamon smell like carnations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-6498374275195378038?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/6498374275195378038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6498374275195378038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/6498374275195378038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/flowers.html' title='FLOWERS'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/Slar_dMrmXI/AAAAAAAAACM/oTVY9rBqm4E/s72-c/IMG_2173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-1362147747659367857</id><published>2009-07-09T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:40:37.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlapGb-cnaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fhCYAVPI6qw/s1600-h/IMG_2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlapGb-cnaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fhCYAVPI6qw/s320/IMG_2508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356654734857772450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;This is a card I made for a friend for New Year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I made some really cool cards for Christmas but didn't take pictures.  You should always save one of your best cards or take a picture for review.  This I made after joining and looking at all the talent has to offer.  I hope to gather pictures of cards I have sent to post later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-1362147747659367857?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/1362147747659367857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-card-i-made-for-friend-for-new.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1362147747659367857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1362147747659367857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-card-i-made-for-friend-for-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlapGb-cnaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fhCYAVPI6qw/s72-c/IMG_2508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-999012456211275526</id><published>2009-07-09T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:28:21.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlalhDZRXMI/AAAAAAAAABs/YtlXW1hO9_4/s1600-h/IMG_2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlalhDZRXMI/AAAAAAAAABs/YtlXW1hO9_4/s320/IMG_2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356650794069351618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Favorite teacher.  I went there just to see and hear her.  Her name is Pamela Bruner.  She plays standing up.  This is the teacher that broke into the church to gain access.  I'm guessing she knew her way around.  Her husband make the harps she plays.  I wanted  to buy one of her harps.  But after playing one I wasn't so sure.  the company is called Hartland Harps.  She has good music to relax to and drift off to sleep in a peaceful way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-999012456211275526?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/999012456211275526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-favorite-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/999012456211275526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/999012456211275526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-favorite-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlalhDZRXMI/AAAAAAAAABs/YtlXW1hO9_4/s72-c/IMG_2278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-1166676744705952127</id><published>2009-07-09T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:19:21.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlaiEYhGDLI/AAAAAAAAABk/7QFynJdQDEE/s1600-h/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlaiEYhGDLI/AAAAAAAAABk/7QFynJdQDEE/s320/IMG_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356647002988219570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our teacher from Ireland, Janet Harbison.  She had us all playing a tune that could be played in the Titanic.   She was so funny.  She has over 50 - 65 people playing a song together in 1 1/2 hrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-1166676744705952127?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/1166676744705952127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-our-teacher-from-ireland-janet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1166676744705952127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/1166676744705952127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-our-teacher-from-ireland-janet.html' title=''/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SlaiEYhGDLI/AAAAAAAAABk/7QFynJdQDEE/s72-c/IMG_2273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42883964619737031.post-7600637056057657011</id><published>2009-07-09T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:55:22.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been learning to play the harp for the past 5 years.  This last fall I get to go to my first harp retreat. It was set in the hills of North Carolina with such great teachers, even one from Ireland.  The weekend was full of many talents, such great food and good music.  On one night we had a concert  that we were locked out of the church.  One of the teachers broke into the church and the concert went on.  That was a blast.  I have added some of my pictures for your enjoyment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42883964619737031-7600637056057657011?l=teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/feeds/7600637056057657011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-been-learning-to-play-harp-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7600637056057657011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42883964619737031/posts/default/7600637056057657011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresa-wisteria-lane.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-been-learning-to-play-harp-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15319055410903861349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-eKnIzcqi4/SfeYIaiLNbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jc1VE2AD0tk/S220/IMG_2267.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
