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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>667</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2964029247269060234</id><published>2011-10-19T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T08:29:48.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=c53363cd055f7d94e0d0da" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wVegDhDxLeU&amp;feature=share"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2964029247269060234?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2964029247269060234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2964029247269060234' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2964029247269060234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2964029247269060234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-scott.html' title='Happy Birthday Scott'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4287796974617145503</id><published>2011-10-18T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T04:06:50.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasured Tuesday</title><content type='html'>The tender word forgotten, the letter you did not write, the flower you might have sent, dear, are your haunting ghosts tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Margaret Elizabeth Sangster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/simpleeffulgence/6042422555/in/photostream"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above quote used from these fabulous photographs and quotes on flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;v=5XjNlpe7hII#!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at Bowrings at Windsor Crossings they had their Christmas trees up and I thought of my friend Nia with one tree all decorated with Cupcake ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so beautiful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I still feel it is much too early for Christmas things they are out and in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you decorate your Christmas tree(s)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4287796974617145503?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4287796974617145503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4287796974617145503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4287796974617145503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4287796974617145503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/treasured-tuesday.html' title='Treasured Tuesday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3713213115516439804</id><published>2011-10-16T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T07:35:53.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is all you need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxW4ijLRd9s/Tprp9yogEGI/AAAAAAAAG34/RxDS_HrAdrw/s1600/1ababecalmlove3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxW4ijLRd9s/Tprp9yogEGI/AAAAAAAAG34/RxDS_HrAdrw/s400/1ababecalmlove3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664096729144758370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCERPT FROM THE VELVETEEN RABBIT&lt;br /&gt;~ By Margery Williams ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but Really loves you, then you become Real." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get all loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCOYiaeVdlA&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Audrey Hephurn and this movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3713213115516439804?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3713213115516439804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3713213115516439804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3713213115516439804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3713213115516439804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-is-all-you-need.html' title='Love is all you need'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxW4ijLRd9s/Tprp9yogEGI/AAAAAAAAG34/RxDS_HrAdrw/s72-c/1ababecalmlove3ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7794905821046411981</id><published>2011-10-15T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T10:18:08.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sweetest Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPKb0B2UTps/TpnAL4_iT5I/AAAAAAAAG3s/jzLU50uysoc/s1600/1ababedetroithatsouthkoreanpresident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPKb0B2UTps/TpnAL4_iT5I/AAAAAAAAG3s/jzLU50uysoc/s400/1ababedetroithatsouthkoreanpresident.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663769316905078674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3chicspolitico.com/2011/10/14/president-barack-obama-and-south-korean-president-lee-myung-bak-address-workers-at-general-motors-orion-assembly-in-detroit-michigan/south-korean-president-lee-laughs-during-remarks-while-wearing-detroit-tigers-baseball-cap-during-his-tour-of-general-motors-orion-assembly-with-u-s-president-obama-in-detroit-2/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to Detroit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xv0JlZFiWM/Tpmma5MES2I/AAAAAAAAG3g/4VJhL7P8o8Y/s1600/1ababebelievetigers3%252Cjpg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xv0JlZFiWM/Tpmma5MES2I/AAAAAAAAG3g/4VJhL7P8o8Y/s400/1ababebelievetigers3%252Cjpg.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663740987353353058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be so sweet if the Detroit Tigers won tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Routing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Photograph I copied from a posting my son made on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6UX6mHout8/TpmmGHdd5aI/AAAAAAAAG3U/aVgiGA6OB28/s1600/1ababeautumnleaveserinnwendy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6UX6mHout8/TpmmGHdd5aI/AAAAAAAAG3U/aVgiGA6OB28/s400/1ababeautumnleaveserinnwendy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663740630407177634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fabulous cousin Wendy and her daughter Erinn amongst the leaves in Northern Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;As my darling cousin Wendy says to me we are jewels to each others eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5x5Mx7b2Ag/TpmlzbzuN4I/AAAAAAAAG3I/vw6h_ZrvQ0c/s1600/1ababeautumnjustinleavessmallboy3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5x5Mx7b2Ag/TpmlzbzuN4I/AAAAAAAAG3I/vw6h_ZrvQ0c/s400/1ababeautumnjustinleavessmallboy3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663740309451716482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Son as a small child amongst the many leaves we always had in our former home&lt;br /&gt;where he grew up.&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest memories to recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.  To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.  To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.  ~Kahlil Gibran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sweetest Day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing you will ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7794905821046411981?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7794905821046411981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7794905821046411981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7794905821046411981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7794905821046411981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-sweetest-day.html' title='Happy Sweetest Day'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPKb0B2UTps/TpnAL4_iT5I/AAAAAAAAG3s/jzLU50uysoc/s72-c/1ababedetroithatsouthkoreanpresident.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7646601243615544584</id><published>2011-10-14T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T05:30:18.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful time lapse photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHUUf31VHN8/TpgdCFHfUSI/AAAAAAAAG2w/vPqpTS0lfOQ/s1600/1ababebellapilarpeacockhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHUUf31VHN8/TpgdCFHfUSI/AAAAAAAAG2w/vPqpTS0lfOQ/s400/1ababebellapilarpeacockhat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663308452988932386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Bella Pilar things and loving all the peacocks feathers this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Son posted this link on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/video/archive/2011/10/the-water/246579/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful time lapse photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g3uSrDrYfCQ&amp;feature=share"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is our fabulous Roberta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and so proud of you &lt;br /&gt;And I was so sad to hear that my favorite radio program&lt;br /&gt;Detroit Magic my crew&lt;br /&gt;Jim, Cyndy and Faye their Magic morning show will be ending&lt;br /&gt;December 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detroitmagic.com/cyndy/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10301702"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you all so very much indeed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=f67c6abd63899e67189bbd" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=f67c6abd63899e67189bbd&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7646601243615544584?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7646601243615544584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7646601243615544584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7646601243615544584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7646601243615544584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/beautiful-time-lapse-photography.html' title='Beautiful time lapse photography'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHUUf31VHN8/TpgdCFHfUSI/AAAAAAAAG2w/vPqpTS0lfOQ/s72-c/1ababebellapilarpeacockhat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7588978057282565844</id><published>2011-10-13T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T05:04:20.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had to raise my child over again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ImhORLn02n0/TpbTpdHolQI/AAAAAAAAG2k/7s0ilgumfIA/s1600/1ababechildrenchineselanterns3abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ImhORLn02n0/TpbTpdHolQI/AAAAAAAAG2k/7s0ilgumfIA/s400/1ababechildrenchineselanterns3abc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662946290609722626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you bungle raising children, anything else you do in life&lt;br /&gt;is of very little significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had my child to raise all over again,&lt;br /&gt; I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.&lt;br /&gt; I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.&lt;br /&gt; I would do less correcting and more connecting.&lt;br /&gt; I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.&lt;br /&gt; I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.&lt;br /&gt; I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.&lt;br /&gt; I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.&lt;br /&gt; I'd do more hugging and less tugging.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~Diane Loomans, from "If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7588978057282565844?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7588978057282565844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7588978057282565844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7588978057282565844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7588978057282565844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-had-to-raise-my-child-over-again.html' title='If I had to raise my child over again'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ImhORLn02n0/TpbTpdHolQI/AAAAAAAAG2k/7s0ilgumfIA/s72-c/1ababechildrenchineselanterns3abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8433037752706585190</id><published>2011-10-12T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T09:43:06.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Tigers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mov4b9o2rXM/TpWTP3lMeAI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/_tah7B-LYMs/s1600/1ababesdetroittigershatjustinahram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mov4b9o2rXM/TpWTP3lMeAI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/_tah7B-LYMs/s400/1ababesdetroittigershatjustinahram.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662594007315544066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and Ahram at a baseball game in Seoul&lt;br /&gt;with their Detroit Tiger Hats on from their visit &lt;br /&gt;in the summer♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyATSFeJ-zE/TpWR4ijDW9I/AAAAAAAAG2M/fHsuyTGjYoc/s1600/1ababedetroittigerhatjeanne3abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyATSFeJ-zE/TpWR4ijDW9I/AAAAAAAAG2M/fHsuyTGjYoc/s400/1ababedetroittigerhatjeanne3abc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662592507020794834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph taken at 4:00 am this morning as I woke up and rejoicing that the &lt;br /&gt;TIGERS won last night♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two 90-year-old women, Bertha and Betty, had been friends all of their lives. When it was clear that Bertha was dying, Betty visited her every day. One day Betty said, "Bertha, we both loved playing softball all our lives, and we played all through high school. Please do me one favor: when you get to heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's women's softball there." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertha looked up at Betty from her deathbed  and said, "Betty, you've been my best friend for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you." Shortly after that, Bertha died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights later, Betty was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to her, "Betty, Betty." "Who is it," asked Betty, sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?" "Betty -- it's me, Bertha." "You're not Bertha. Bertha just died." "I'm telling you, it's me, Bertha," insisted the voice. "Bertha! Where are you?" "In heaven," replied Bertha. "I have some really good news and a little bad news." "Tell me the good news first," said Betty. "The good news," Bertha said with joy and enthusiasm, "is that there's women's softball in heaven. Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before me are here,too. Even better than that, we're all young again. Better still, it's always Springtime and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play softball all we want, and we never get tired." "That's fantastic," said Betty. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the bad news?" "You're pitching Tuesday." ------- Life is uncertain - Eat dessert first!! &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dear friend Roberta for the giggles and love and laughter each day♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_pzgkCBU9Q/TpWRtpEeBgI/AAAAAAAAG2A/dc6NGi0zdPc/s1600/1ababeahrambaseballgameseoul3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_pzgkCBU9Q/TpWRtpEeBgI/AAAAAAAAG2A/dc6NGi0zdPc/s400/1ababeahrambaseballgameseoul3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662592319793006082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all routing for the Detroit Tigers♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;v=Sni5aEDla7Y"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8433037752706585190?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8433037752706585190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8433037752706585190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8433037752706585190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8433037752706585190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/go-tigers.html' title='Go Tigers'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mov4b9o2rXM/TpWTP3lMeAI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/_tah7B-LYMs/s72-c/1ababesdetroittigershatjustinahram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-519151269702561503</id><published>2011-10-11T06:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:16:47.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom from the Dalai Lama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIHT9vU1HwA/TpRIUvo_FOI/AAAAAAAAG10/D8y_4qYCTAU/s1600/1ababedalailamaquote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIHT9vU1HwA/TpRIUvo_FOI/AAAAAAAAG10/D8y_4qYCTAU/s400/1ababedalailamaquote.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662230152734512354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Chris Holland for posting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0dGRDvmO54"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off of you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-519151269702561503?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/519151269702561503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=519151269702561503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/519151269702561503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/519151269702561503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/wisdom-from-dalai-lama.html' title='Wisdom from the Dalai Lama'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIHT9vU1HwA/TpRIUvo_FOI/AAAAAAAAG10/D8y_4qYCTAU/s72-c/1ababedalailamaquote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8228664312282743672</id><published>2011-10-10T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:06:39.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbuiS9sHgSo/TpL75piQ7NI/AAAAAAAAG1s/UAON78T0J2o/s1600/1ababeblessingsthanks3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbuiS9sHgSo/TpL75piQ7NI/AAAAAAAAG1s/UAON78T0J2o/s400/1ababeblessingsthanks3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661864649378819282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=HY27482779"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thankful for all of you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of our many blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2046872/Paul-McCartney-wedding-2011-Nancy-Shevell-receives-new-song-date.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings for Paul McCartney and his new bride Nancy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=WQ26144948"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8228664312282743672?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8228664312282743672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8228664312282743672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8228664312282743672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8228664312282743672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/ever-thankful.html' title='Ever Thankful'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbuiS9sHgSo/TpL75piQ7NI/AAAAAAAAG1s/UAON78T0J2o/s72-c/1ababeblessingsthanks3ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5305681639020758771</id><published>2011-10-09T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T08:11:36.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Love you Yeah Yeah Yeah♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PPCo5KraQfU/TpG5bMQSkeI/AAAAAAAAG1k/cXiem45P1oQ/s1600/1ababepaulmccartney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PPCo5KraQfU/TpG5bMQSkeI/AAAAAAAAG1k/cXiem45P1oQ/s400/1ababepaulmccartney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661510083378581986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you Need is Love&lt;br /&gt;Love is All you Need.&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney weds his love Nancy &lt;br /&gt;and today would have also been John Lennon's 71st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Marcus on your very First Thanksgiving weekend♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you touch dragonflies &amp; stars, dance with fairies and talk to the moon. May you grow up with love &amp; gracious hearts &amp; people who care. Welcome to the world little one, it's been waiting for you!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy First Thanksgiving Weekend Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon at the dinner♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney is said to wed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today also would have been John Lennon's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the world so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the food we eat&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the birds that sing&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving weekend to all those celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day be Thankful and joyful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5305681639020758771?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PPCo5KraQfU/TpG5bMQSkeI/AAAAAAAAG1k/cXiem45P1oQ/s72-c/1ababepaulmccartney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2197078573108297928</id><published>2011-10-08T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:57:30.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJEW4d2ztOs/TpByAz8fD8I/AAAAAAAAG1c/UF9KdYqJOmA/s1600/1ababethanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJEW4d2ztOs/TpByAz8fD8I/AAAAAAAAG1c/UF9KdYqJOmA/s400/1ababethanks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661150089874182082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://comesitbymyfire.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graphic courtesy of my dear friends blog&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so very much&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Relyn♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlqYmBe2mP8/TpBw6tE4QBI/AAAAAAAAG1U/3PVg_8cVkOQ/s1600/1ababefallpumpkinslemondeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlqYmBe2mP8/TpBw6tE4QBI/AAAAAAAAG1U/3PVg_8cVkOQ/s400/1ababefallpumpkinslemondeb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661148885439496210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph courtesy of my dear friend Deb&lt;br /&gt;:Love you Deb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♥&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving weekend to all my beautiful family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;Praying for those in need of blessings♥&lt;br /&gt;♥▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today.&lt;br /&gt;Have you used one to say "Thank You?"&lt;br /&gt;~William Arthur Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKHjSA1Cf7Q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at this video every day and smile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with Justin Wu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved the movie&lt;br /&gt;The Ides of March&lt;br /&gt;parts of it filmed in Detroit&lt;br /&gt;A big shout out to Cheryl and Joe&lt;br /&gt;You make our fun times so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering my darling and most beloved Mom on every holiday&lt;br /&gt;and every day in every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=a63c1dc668906eb6e58346" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=a63c1dc668906eb6e58346&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2489116014626880934</id><published>2011-10-07T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:44:31.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=spyfBZrw_-k&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving weekend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;♥▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♥&lt;br /&gt; Happy Thanksgiving weekend to all my beautiful family and friends.  &lt;br /&gt;Praying for those in need of blessings♥&lt;br /&gt; ♥▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings, thank&lt;br /&gt;You, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf. &lt;br /&gt;Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long&lt;br /&gt;as possible, thank You, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising, thank You, Lord,&lt;br /&gt;that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, thanks when socks are&lt;br /&gt;lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so&lt;br /&gt;loud. Thank You, Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in&lt;br /&gt;magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced, thank You, Lord, for&lt;br /&gt;the food we have. There are many who are hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous, thank You,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my&lt;br /&gt;circumstances were not so modest, thank You, Lord, for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2489116014626880934?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2489116014626880934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2489116014626880934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2489116014626880934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2489116014626880934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving Weekend'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6342788761304758668</id><published>2011-10-06T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:51:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of Steve Jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UF8uR6Z6KLc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Jobs 2005 Commencement address&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you w...ill gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary." - Steve Jobs&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;♥▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♥&lt;br /&gt; Happy Thanksgiving weekend to all my beautiful family and friends. Praying for those in the hospital at this time especially my dear friend Lisa♥ ♥▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6342788761304758668?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6342788761304758668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6342788761304758668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6342788761304758668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6342788761304758668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-loving-memory-of-steve-jobs.html' title='In loving memory of Steve Jobs'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-263898458239714560</id><published>2011-10-05T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T09:15:22.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher has the golden rule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P43fb9hsL0Q/ToyCYxgTfdI/AAAAAAAAG1M/1eURYSxVYp4/s1600/1ababeahramjustinimperialpalace2011ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P43fb9hsL0Q/ToyCYxgTfdI/AAAAAAAAG1M/1eURYSxVYp4/s400/1ababeahramjustinimperialpalace2011ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660042193815174610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fabulous Imperial Palace in Seoul where we stayed as guests &lt;br /&gt;from the extreme generous hearts of my Son and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we shall return here to celebrate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Hooners, we teach at the third best private (full curriculum) elementary school in Seoul. That's according to the Seoul Ministry of Education report released as of this week. Kaesang in Seocho-gu (also an immersion school) is #1 in case you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest news from my Son.&lt;br /&gt;So proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers know how to make little ones count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love your son you must let him travel. ~ Japanese proverb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-263898458239714560?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/263898458239714560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=263898458239714560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/263898458239714560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/263898458239714560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/teacher-has-golden-rule.html' title='Teacher has the golden rule'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P43fb9hsL0Q/ToyCYxgTfdI/AAAAAAAAG1M/1eURYSxVYp4/s72-c/1ababeahramjustinimperialpalace2011ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8612717689024722165</id><published>2011-10-04T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T04:43:33.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children speak of true love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awVqiXlZo8U/ToroCBkKmkI/AAAAAAAAG1E/5qHY4NOY-bw/s1600/1ababejustinboatingjuly2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awVqiXlZo8U/ToroCBkKmkI/AAAAAAAAG1E/5qHY4NOY-bw/s400/1ababejustinboatingjuly2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659591003221957186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph of my Son and his friend boating on Lake St. Clair&lt;br /&gt;Summer of 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whatmakeslovetrue.com/#/home/212/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids speak of true love.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMgUlO0Btho"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thrilled for Amanda Knox and her family.&lt;br /&gt;It is a lovely thing when justice is served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings, thank&lt;br /&gt;You, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf. &lt;br /&gt;Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long&lt;br /&gt;as possible, thank You, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising, thank You, Lord,&lt;br /&gt;that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, thanks when socks are&lt;br /&gt;lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so&lt;br /&gt;loud. Thank You, Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in&lt;br /&gt;magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced, thank You, Lord, for&lt;br /&gt;the food we have. There are many who are hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous, thank You,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my&lt;br /&gt;circumstances were not so modest, thank You, Lord, for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8612717689024722165?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8612717689024722165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8612717689024722165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8612717689024722165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8612717689024722165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/children-speak-of-true-love.html' title='Children speak of true love'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awVqiXlZo8U/ToroCBkKmkI/AAAAAAAAG1E/5qHY4NOY-bw/s72-c/1ababejustinboatingjuly2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3831611982306962430</id><published>2011-10-03T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:32:20.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Beautiful Friend Judy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=f50e3c79171a1f2298f148" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=f50e3c79171a1f2298f148&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surprise 60th birthday party was held for my dear friend Judy by her family&lt;br /&gt;on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;A complete surprise and so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Judy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, you find a special friend. Someone who changes your life just by being part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is forever friendship. When you're down and the world seems dark and empty, your forever friend lifts you up in spirit and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full. Your forever friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times and the confused times. If you turn and walk away, your forever friend follows. If you lose your way, your forever friend guides you and cheers you on. Your forever friend hold your hand and tells you that everything is going to be okay. And if you find such a friend, you feel happy and complete because you need not worry. You have a forever friend, and forever has no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Amanda Knox I hope they set her free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3831611982306962430?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3831611982306962430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3831611982306962430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3831611982306962430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3831611982306962430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-my-beautiful-friend-judy.html' title='To My Beautiful Friend Judy'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1098951938880679579</id><published>2011-10-02T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T07:36:50.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EL4bz2SYQw/Toh2lc5TAuI/AAAAAAAAG08/LPNPUUMqGAY/s1600/1ababemarciarabbits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EL4bz2SYQw/Toh2lc5TAuI/AAAAAAAAG08/LPNPUUMqGAY/s400/1ababemarciarabbits.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658903317574779618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what our relatives found in their front yard.&lt;br /&gt;How divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webcafe.net.hr/forwarduse/video/inner.html?select=201103080006503"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful October day today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Marilyn for the above link♥&lt;br /&gt;For the children playing the guitar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1098951938880679579?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1098951938880679579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1098951938880679579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1098951938880679579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1098951938880679579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EL4bz2SYQw/Toh2lc5TAuI/AAAAAAAAG08/LPNPUUMqGAY/s72-c/1ababemarciarabbits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1294876839408803706</id><published>2011-10-01T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T07:50:14.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll6LpfrQ28U/TocVLIss4wI/AAAAAAAAG00/XFKjF-Rwq8Y/s1600/1ababedeerjustincaliforniayosemite3abccc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll6LpfrQ28U/TocVLIss4wI/AAAAAAAAG00/XFKjF-Rwq8Y/s400/1ababedeerjustincaliforniayosemite3abccc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658514737872036610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4P5NDxPI3M/TocT5f4Lg_I/AAAAAAAAG0s/Qe2nNolWPA0/s1600/1ababedeerjustincaliforniayosemite3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4P5NDxPI3M/TocT5f4Lg_I/AAAAAAAAG0s/Qe2nNolWPA0/s400/1ababedeerjustincaliforniayosemite3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658513335344923634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs taken by my son at Yosemite National Park, California&lt;br /&gt;August 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit Rabbit♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fields are harvested and bare,&lt;br /&gt;And Winter whistles through the square&lt;br /&gt;October dresses in flame and gold&lt;br /&gt;Like a woman afraid of growing old.&lt;br /&gt;Anne Mary Lawler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Indian summer arrives, a change of season that is more a sense memory than a date on the calendar.  Finally the heat is passing.  Gradually familiar surroundings don a rustic palate of jewel tones that dazzle with their beauty.  Let October seduce you with her charms.  "Beguile us in th way you know," poet Robert Frost entreated this season of abundance.  Release one leaf at the break of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the book Simple Abundance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try the new Italian Restaurant Fratelli, Waiting for Armando's to open up out our way (Old Tony Macaroni's) and want to check out a new store Artessa The Art of Fine Acessories on Wyandotte St. E. Where Mrs. Jones is and Madisons in that block.&lt;br /&gt;So many new and wonderful places to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1294876839408803706?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1294876839408803706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1294876839408803706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1294876839408803706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1294876839408803706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/10/rabbit-rabbit.html' title='Rabbit Rabbit'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll6LpfrQ28U/TocVLIss4wI/AAAAAAAAG00/XFKjF-Rwq8Y/s72-c/1ababedeerjustincaliforniayosemite3abccc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5707710690980957127</id><published>2011-09-30T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T06:18:38.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbYZ89lU1JY/ToXBE9eCxnI/AAAAAAAAG0k/6qVFNtvAmwY/s1600/1ababefeetullerabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbYZ89lU1JY/ToXBE9eCxnI/AAAAAAAAG0k/6qVFNtvAmwY/s400/1ababefeetullerabbit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658140797825107570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photograph.&lt;br /&gt;As seen on Pinterest.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Relyn♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of the Rabbit is almost coming to an end so very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;2012 will be the year of the Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cf0NsOQH0A/ToWd_yDZdwI/AAAAAAAAG0c/dqKkGagyFh4/s1600/1ababeartlife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cf0NsOQH0A/ToWd_yDZdwI/AAAAAAAAG0c/dqKkGagyFh4/s400/1ababeartlife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658102225954240258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all these inspirational magnets for the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎'Letting go doesn't mean we don't care. &lt;br /&gt;Letting go doesn't mean we shut down.&lt;br /&gt; Letting go means we stop trying to force&lt;br /&gt; outcomes and make people behave. &lt;br /&gt;It means we give up resistance to the way&lt;br /&gt; things are, for the moment. It means we &lt;br /&gt;stop trying to do the impossible--controlling &lt;br /&gt;that which we cannot--and instead, focus &lt;br /&gt;on what is possible--which usually means &lt;br /&gt;taking care of ourselves. And we do this &lt;br /&gt;in gentleness, kindness, and love, as much&lt;br /&gt; as possible.'' &lt;br /&gt;|Melody Beattie|&lt;br /&gt; Let go of things that weigh you down,&lt;br /&gt; and have a Blessed Day.~Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Positive Vibrations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Martha for this inspirational piece on letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my dear friend Anita............&lt;br /&gt;Sending love and smiles across the miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September......there is a harmony in autumn&lt;br /&gt;and a lustre in its sky which through the summer is not heard nor seen.&lt;br /&gt;Percy Bysshe Shelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall try and reserve the book&lt;br /&gt;The Cat's Tale at the Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for the movie&lt;br /&gt;The Ides of March to come our way.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend Weekend &lt;br /&gt;Cha Cha Cha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5707710690980957127?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5707710690980957127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5707710690980957127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5707710690980957127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5707710690980957127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbYZ89lU1JY/ToXBE9eCxnI/AAAAAAAAG0k/6qVFNtvAmwY/s72-c/1ababefeetullerabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3105027889133695013</id><published>2011-09-29T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:08:25.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SBIdPc544Cs/ToTCB98TmxI/AAAAAAAAG0U/ccL9TDRu8-8/s1600/1ababehandsoflife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SBIdPc544Cs/ToTCB98TmxI/AAAAAAAAG0U/ccL9TDRu8-8/s400/1ababehandsoflife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657860370947349266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all die. The goal isn't to live forever,&lt;br /&gt;the goal is to create something that will.&lt;br /&gt;-- Chuck Palahniuk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3105027889133695013?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3105027889133695013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3105027889133695013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3105027889133695013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3105027889133695013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-all-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SBIdPc544Cs/ToTCB98TmxI/AAAAAAAAG0U/ccL9TDRu8-8/s72-c/1ababehandsoflife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1184941097011487175</id><published>2011-09-28T04:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:41:31.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charmed I am sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3TDDI-gajo/ToMIUjswYuI/AAAAAAAAG0M/n4mLnD2ZXfc/s1600/1ababebraceletjeannechanelalso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657374706180842210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3TDDI-gajo/ToMIUjswYuI/AAAAAAAAG0M/n4mLnD2ZXfc/s400/1ababebraceletjeannechanelalso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live a charmed charmed life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i06jgqOMJAs"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always putting a song in my heart.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret of our lost mode of prayer is to shift our perspective of life by feeling that the miracle has already happened and our prayers have been answered. Now we have the opportunity to bring this wisdom into our lives as prayers of gratitude for what already exists, rather than asking for our prayers to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;- Gregg Braden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordpress.tokyotimes.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these photographs of the empty school house&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=f46b8891bbd4b995f2c05a" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=f46b8891bbd4b995f2c05a&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photographs of Halloween items and a Christmas display courtesy of my&lt;br /&gt;beautiful daughter in law Ahram♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest are mine&lt;br /&gt;The chanel shoes and handbag are not mine but I love them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1184941097011487175?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1184941097011487175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1184941097011487175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1184941097011487175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1184941097011487175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/09/charmed-i-am-sure.html' title='Charmed I am sure'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3TDDI-gajo/ToMIUjswYuI/AAAAAAAAG0M/n4mLnD2ZXfc/s72-c/1ababebraceletjeannechanelalso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5972442511989443513</id><published>2011-09-27T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T06:34:51.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Justins</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T21QwdA1d18/ToHQaXNG_1I/AAAAAAAAG0E/WcGCNHIDUjY/s1600/1ababejeannejustinjuly30th2011%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657031758278229842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T21QwdA1d18/ToHQaXNG_1I/AAAAAAAAG0E/WcGCNHIDUjY/s400/1ababejeannejustinjuly30th2011%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know how I feel about my own Justin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we are dancing this summer to a song he chose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All you need is Love by the Beatles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This summer was full of joy and enchantment and a million glorious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;memories that are miracles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51nLkraC30w"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Justin Wu all his creations and his videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Justin Wu and all of his creations and video's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes every Justin that has entered my world has been truly remarkable and amazing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5972442511989443513?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5972442511989443513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5972442511989443513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5972442511989443513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5972442511989443513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-love-justins.html' title='I love Justins'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T21QwdA1d18/ToHQaXNG_1I/AAAAAAAAG0E/WcGCNHIDUjY/s72-c/1ababejeannejustinjuly30th2011%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1817526852673437651</id><published>2011-09-26T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T06:32:02.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Friend Dani</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSae24EnVWw/ToB9fmZwBmI/AAAAAAAAGz8/ROF4N7lqnkM/s1600/1ababedanihalloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSae24EnVWw/ToB9fmZwBmI/AAAAAAAAGz8/ROF4N7lqnkM/s400/1ababedanihalloween.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656659113815311970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful and talented friend Dani has been busy creating her magic once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Dani.&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud to call you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XBoNgED1RZE&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for putting a song in my heart and all the messages &lt;br /&gt;how much I was missed.&lt;br /&gt;I have not had time to answer many of you but know how much I love you all&lt;br /&gt;and appreciate your love and kindness today and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are a rich tapestry of things we have done and said&lt;br /&gt;with memories of those we love outlined in golden thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin Dump Cake (via Pinterest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;1 15 oz can Pumpkin Puree &lt;br /&gt;1 10 oz can Evaporated Milk &lt;br /&gt;1 cup light brown sugar &lt;br /&gt;3 eggs &lt;br /&gt;3 tsp pumpkin pie spice &lt;br /&gt;1 box yellow cake mix &lt;br /&gt;1 cup (2 sticks) butter melted &lt;br /&gt;1 cup coarsely crushed graham crackers or pecans &lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup toffee bits (optional)&lt;br /&gt;Instructions&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 &lt;br /&gt;Spray a 9×13 baking pan lightly with cooking/baking spray &lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl combine the pumpkin, evaporated milk, sugar, eggs and pumpkin pie spice. Stir to combine. &lt;br /&gt;Pour into your prepared pan. &lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle your entire box of cake mix on top, followed by your nuts or graham crackers and toffee chips. &lt;br /&gt;Pour your melted butter evenly on top. &lt;br /&gt;Bake for 45-50 minutes until center is set and edges are lightly browned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1817526852673437651?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1817526852673437651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1817526852673437651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1817526852673437651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1817526852673437651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-beautiful-friend-dani.html' title='My Beautiful Friend Dani'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSae24EnVWw/ToB9fmZwBmI/AAAAAAAAGz8/ROF4N7lqnkM/s72-c/1ababedanihalloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3534794671401052572</id><published>2011-09-25T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T07:03:25.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxXT6m0j6yg/Tn975Vk-RDI/AAAAAAAAGz0/XxEMxzGWLqI/s1600/1ababejeannebootowel3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656375881975612466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxXT6m0j6yg/Tn975Vk-RDI/AAAAAAAAGz0/XxEMxzGWLqI/s400/1ababejeannebootowel3ab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rkp2biiny38"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a boooootiful Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/shared?p=f23568de16ce500f443ce6&amp;amp;skin_id=1901&amp;amp;utm_source=otm&amp;amp;utm_medium=text_url"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darlings in California&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are too amazing.........&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for your kind words and hugs and messages of missing me so much&lt;br /&gt;I am back in this gentle fragile season of Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is a story of a woman running away from tigers. She runs and runs and the tigers are getting closer and closer. When she comes to the edge of a cliff, she sees some vines there, so she climbs down and holds on to the vines. Looking down, she sees that there are tigers below her as well. She then notices that a mouse is gnawing away at the vine to which she is clinging. She also sees a beautiful little bunch of strawberries close to her, growing out of a clump of grass. She looks up and she looks down. She looks at the mouse. Then she just takes a strawberry, puts it in her mouth, and enjoys it thoroughly. Tigers above, tigers below. This is actually the predicament that we are always in, in terms of our birth and death. Each moment is just what it is. It might be the only moment of our life; it might be the only strawberry we’ll ever eat. We could get depressed about it, or we could finally appreciate it and delight in the preciousness of every single moment of our life.”&lt;br /&gt;― Pema Chödrön&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As read on the beautiful blog Musings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://perfection-alism.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Perfection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Loretta and everyone for telling me how much they missed this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all&lt;br /&gt;Muuuuuuah♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3534794671401052572?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3534794671401052572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3534794671401052572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3534794671401052572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3534794671401052572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-are-amazing.html' title='You are Amazing'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxXT6m0j6yg/Tn975Vk-RDI/AAAAAAAAGz0/XxEMxzGWLqI/s72-c/1ababejeannebootowel3ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4855432273280514675</id><published>2011-07-28T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T12:30:50.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blog is now closed</title><content type='html'>This blog is now closed...........&lt;br /&gt;Be back if ever the inspiration strikes me again.&lt;br /&gt;Take good care as if I were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1evzhSast8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4855432273280514675?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4855432273280514675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4855432273280514675' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4855432273280514675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4855432273280514675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-blog-is-now-closed.html' title='This Blog is now closed'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-356352955175735260</id><published>2011-07-21T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T06:15:50.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey of Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AUH52LtvHs/Tihf3MtfdJI/AAAAAAAAGzs/AVy0ii7XX6Y/s1600/1ababeahramjustin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AUH52LtvHs/Tihf3MtfdJI/AAAAAAAAGzs/AVy0ii7XX6Y/s400/1ababeahramjustin3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631856735936279698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let the celebrations begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to celebrate family and all the joy they bring to us.&lt;br /&gt;Be back sometime in August darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a journey of Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qUvvJOg6jXI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family faces are magic mirrors like no other on this earth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-b6Og-eKLqY&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just too good to be true&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never lose an opportunity of&lt;br /&gt;seeing anything&lt;br /&gt;that is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;For beauty&lt;br /&gt;is God's handwriting,&lt;br /&gt;a way-side sacrament.&lt;br /&gt;~Ralph Waldo Emerson~&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote read on the beautiful blog&lt;br /&gt;Posted from Home♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-356352955175735260?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/356352955175735260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=356352955175735260' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/356352955175735260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/356352955175735260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/journey-of-joy.html' title='Journey of Joy'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AUH52LtvHs/Tihf3MtfdJI/AAAAAAAAGzs/AVy0ii7XX6Y/s72-c/1ababeahramjustin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5310768246744343640</id><published>2011-07-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:19:19.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scatter Joy and Spread Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKdzdgidLfk/Tibxh70xBgI/AAAAAAAAGzk/S7-ZILjn6D0/s1600/1ababeangelinatourist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKdzdgidLfk/Tibxh70xBgI/AAAAAAAAGzk/S7-ZILjn6D0/s400/1ababeangelinatourist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631453949370369538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the movied The Tourist and especially loved all the beautiful clothes&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie wore.  Ooooooh La La&lt;br /&gt;She is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Change Your Words And You Will Change Your World"&lt;br /&gt;A blind old man sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He had a sign which read: "I am blind. Please Help." There were only a few coins in the tin can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a lady came walking by, she stopped and backtracked. She looked disapprovingly at the sign, took it and wrote some words on the back. She put the sign back where it was, so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the hat began to fill up. Many more people were giving money to the blind man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon the lady who had changed the sign came to see how things were going. The blind man recognized the sound of her high heels and asked, "Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way. I wrote: 'Today is a beautiful day, but I cannot see it.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both signs told people the same thing... that the old man was blind. But the first sign simply said the man was blind. The second sign told people they were extremely fortunate that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gives you a reason to cry, show life that you have 100 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith and drop the fear... just remember God is Near! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your attitude contagious?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5310768246744343640?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5310768246744343640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5310768246744343640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5310768246744343640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5310768246744343640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/scatter-joy-and-spread-love.html' title='Scatter Joy and Spread Love'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKdzdgidLfk/Tibxh70xBgI/AAAAAAAAGzk/S7-ZILjn6D0/s72-c/1ababeangelinatourist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3005692908963105636</id><published>2011-07-19T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:44:00.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Irish Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9n42tbMq8Ek/TiWFTpYyM8I/AAAAAAAAGzc/uFg-sKrW_wE/s1600/1ababe3girlspinkcar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9n42tbMq8Ek/TiWFTpYyM8I/AAAAAAAAGzc/uFg-sKrW_wE/s400/1ababe3girlspinkcar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631053481670489026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you blessed always with a sunbeam to warm you, &lt;br /&gt;a moonbeam to charm you, &lt;br /&gt;a sheltering angel so nothing can harm you. &lt;br /&gt;~ Irish Blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='padding-bottom: 2px; line-height: 0px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pinterest.com/pin/70495323/' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/70495323_UBM2URri_c.jpg' border='0' width='512 height ='640'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='float: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px;'&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 10px; color: #76838b;'&gt;Source: &lt;a style='text-decoration: underline; font-size: 10px; color: #76838b;' href='http://517creations.blogspot.com/2011/07/blessings-printable.html'&gt;517creations.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a style='text-decoration: underline; font-size: 10px; color: #76838b;' href='http://pinterest.com/jeannec8abc/' target='_blank'&gt;Jeanne&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a style='text-decoration: underline; color: #76838b;' href='http://pinterest.com' target='_blank'&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3005692908963105636?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3005692908963105636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3005692908963105636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3005692908963105636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3005692908963105636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/irish-blessing.html' title='An Irish Blessing'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9n42tbMq8Ek/TiWFTpYyM8I/AAAAAAAAGzc/uFg-sKrW_wE/s72-c/1ababe3girlspinkcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7481392800537203377</id><published>2011-07-17T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T09:17:36.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 ways to live to be a Hundred♥</title><content type='html'>Enjoy yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay young at heart.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be honest and open.&lt;br /&gt;4. Look for rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;5. Walk to work.&lt;br /&gt;6. Take the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;7. Keep your curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;8. Stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;9. Listen to your body.&lt;br /&gt;10. Watch what you eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Watch what you say.&lt;br /&gt;12. Make time for your children.&lt;br /&gt;13. Don’t rest on your laurels.&lt;br /&gt;14. Drink lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;15. Have faith in others.&lt;br /&gt;16. Walk in the park.&lt;br /&gt;17. Forgive.&lt;br /&gt;18. Be an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;19. Make love.&lt;br /&gt;20. Cross-country ski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Discover romance.&lt;br /&gt;22. Exercise regularly.&lt;br /&gt;23. Do Tai Chi.&lt;br /&gt;24. Try Yoga.&lt;br /&gt;25. Plant a garden.&lt;br /&gt;26. Eat plenty of fruit.&lt;br /&gt;27. Golf.&lt;br /&gt;28. Adopt a pet.&lt;br /&gt;29. Laugh often.&lt;br /&gt;30. Be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Give, don’t take.&lt;br /&gt;32. Marry your sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;33. Celebrate your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;34. Enjoy being single.&lt;br /&gt;35. Relax.&lt;br /&gt;36. Eat your greens.&lt;br /&gt;37. Take up lawn bowling.&lt;br /&gt;38. Do nothing in excess.&lt;br /&gt;39. Do everything in excess.&lt;br /&gt;40. Serve chicken noodle soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Practice what you preach.&lt;br /&gt;42. Look before you leap.&lt;br /&gt;43. Make time for your friends.&lt;br /&gt;44. Reduce your cholesterol.&lt;br /&gt;45. Early to bed, early to rise.&lt;br /&gt;46. Don’t mope.&lt;br /&gt;47. Try new things.&lt;br /&gt;48. Skinny dip.&lt;br /&gt;49. Write to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;50. Play tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Commune with nature.&lt;br /&gt;52. Sing in the car.&lt;br /&gt;53. Write a poem.&lt;br /&gt;54. Whistle while you work.&lt;br /&gt;55. Read a book.&lt;br /&gt;56. Take your medicine as prescribed.&lt;br /&gt;57. Challenge yourself.&lt;br /&gt;58. Count your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;59. Indulge yourself.&lt;br /&gt;60. “Carpe diem” (Seize the day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Take setbacks in stride.&lt;br /&gt;62. If you want to stop taking a medication, ask your doctor.&lt;br /&gt;63. Cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;64. Use olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;65. Eat your Brussel sprouts.&lt;br /&gt;66. Lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;67. Choose a career you love.&lt;br /&gt;68. Be active in your community.&lt;br /&gt;69. Read the paper every day.&lt;br /&gt;70. Sit up straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Keep your mind active.&lt;br /&gt;72. Travel.&lt;br /&gt;73. Soak in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;74. Don’t be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;75. Eat an apple a day.&lt;br /&gt;76. Be generous with hugs.&lt;br /&gt;77. Make time for your partner.&lt;br /&gt;78. Keep in touch with family.&lt;br /&gt;79. Bake a pie.&lt;br /&gt;80. Eat plenty of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Get plenty of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;82. Be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;83. Swim.&lt;br /&gt;84. Make time for your grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;85. Control your temper.&lt;br /&gt;86. Share.&lt;br /&gt;87. Take nothing for granted.&lt;br /&gt;88. Ask questions when your doctor gives you new medications.&lt;br /&gt;89. Power walk at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;90. Don’t procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Accept those things which you cannot change.&lt;br /&gt;92. Don’t drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;93. Create solutions, not problems.&lt;br /&gt;94. Be sociable.&lt;br /&gt;95. Feed the birds.&lt;br /&gt;96. Pamper yourself once a day.&lt;br /&gt;97. Go fishing.&lt;br /&gt;98. Smile.&lt;br /&gt;99. Smell the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;100. Listen to your doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7481392800537203377?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7481392800537203377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7481392800537203377' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7481392800537203377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7481392800537203377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/100-ways-to-live-to-be-hundred.html' title='100 ways to live to be a Hundred♥'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8613416519324785606</id><published>2011-07-16T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T07:05:36.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ee4q4izChG8&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all you need♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8613416519324785606?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3766473870992470784</id><published>2011-07-15T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T06:05:49.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Flower and the Secret Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wlk7TsdhsY&amp;feature=player_embedded#at=13"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowflower and the Secret Fan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see this movie♥&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend full of love, peace, health and joy♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3766473870992470784?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3766473870992470784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3766473870992470784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3766473870992470784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3766473870992470784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/snow-flower-and-secret-fan.html' title='Snow Flower and the Secret Fan'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6609708660146883041</id><published>2011-07-13T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:17:43.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Health is your Wealth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3pDSCy3ZDk/Th2aoxdqRyI/AAAAAAAAGzU/dM4kj3sF10g/s1600/1ababehealth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3pDSCy3ZDk/Th2aoxdqRyI/AAAAAAAAGzU/dM4kj3sF10g/s400/1ababehealth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628825134546175778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't learn from rmeembering.  You can't learn from guessing.&lt;br /&gt;You can learn from moving forward at the rate you are moved,&lt;br /&gt;as brightness, into brightness.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Manguso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6609708660146883041?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6609708660146883041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6609708660146883041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6609708660146883041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6609708660146883041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-health-is-your-wealth.html' title='Your Health is your Wealth'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3pDSCy3ZDk/Th2aoxdqRyI/AAAAAAAAGzU/dM4kj3sF10g/s72-c/1ababehealth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4904472278511633401</id><published>2011-07-12T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T06:24:38.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LBVnr29FfOA&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful photographs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sgTPf4I9xI&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summers Peak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Hilda Sanderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June lets summer softly in&lt;br /&gt;With warm and sunny skies&lt;br /&gt;While hotter days beg for realease&lt;br /&gt;To which July replies&lt;br /&gt;And as the season slowly heats&lt;br /&gt;With blazing searing passion&lt;br /&gt;The days grow long and lazy too&lt;br /&gt;In summer's special fashion.&lt;br /&gt;And at its peak the world seems to &lt;br /&gt;Relax for just a while&lt;br /&gt;To bathe in natures glow&lt;br /&gt;And summer's sultry smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the July bulletin from the nursing home where my precious&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-b6Og-eKLqY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for putting a song in my heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and prayers and deepest sympathy for the family of the late&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Paul Quenneville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God touched him with His fingers and he slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us&lt;br /&gt;what we have done for others and the world remains immortal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4904472278511633401?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4904472278511633401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4904472278511633401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4904472278511633401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4904472278511633401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/ruby-tuesday.html' title='Ruby Tuesday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2215223142494640704</id><published>2011-07-11T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T07:55:23.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too often</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmJZNlEv9hM/ThrwwoCMI5I/AAAAAAAAGzM/s92hBOYj_GU/s1600/1ababebikelady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmJZNlEv9hM/ThrwwoCMI5I/AAAAAAAAGzM/s92hBOYj_GU/s400/1ababebikelady.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628075402523845522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo Buscaglia♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7sEchp-n64"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never met a girl like you before&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Success is not what you do, it’s how you inspire others.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2215223142494640704?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmJZNlEv9hM/ThrwwoCMI5I/AAAAAAAAGzM/s92hBOYj_GU/s72-c/1ababebikelady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3136480795265161926</id><published>2011-07-10T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T08:15:44.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Song by Elton John</title><content type='html'>It's a little bit funny this feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of those who can easily hide&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much money but boy if I did&lt;br /&gt;I'd buy a big house where we both could live&lt;br /&gt;If I was a sculptor, but then again, no&lt;br /&gt;Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not much but it's the best I can do&lt;br /&gt;My gift is my song and this one's for you&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody this is your song&lt;br /&gt;It may be quite simple but now that it's done&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind that I put down in words&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is while you're in the world&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss&lt;br /&gt;Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross&lt;br /&gt;But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song&lt;br /&gt;It's for people like you that keep it turned on&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me forgetting but these things I do&lt;br /&gt;You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the thing is what I really mean&lt;br /&gt;Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mTa8U0Wa0q8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Elton John&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Your Song♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3136480795265161926?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2349785356545197222</id><published>2011-07-09T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T09:43:58.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up with a winged heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ1BLH10RRs/ThiFPZ-aUWI/AAAAAAAAGzE/_U1RVUsQwkE/s1600/1ababebeautyface3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ1BLH10RRs/ThiFPZ-aUWI/AAAAAAAAGzE/_U1RVUsQwkE/s400/1ababebeautyface3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627394234116624738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous picture from Pinterest♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.&lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2349785356545197222?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2349785356545197222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2349785356545197222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2349785356545197222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2349785356545197222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/wake-up-with-winged-heart.html' title='Wake up with a winged heart'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ1BLH10RRs/ThiFPZ-aUWI/AAAAAAAAGzE/_U1RVUsQwkE/s72-c/1ababebeautyface3ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4210858304826556184</id><published>2011-07-07T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:23:31.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog days of Summer</title><content type='html'>MONTREAL - A Montreal pooch who disappeared last year has miraculously turned up some 4,500 kilometres away in Kamloops, B.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black Labrador named Pollux is afraid of the water and detests the rain, yet she took an adventurous turn upon fleeing through a gate mistakenly left open at her east-end Montreal home last June 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her owner, Isabelle Robitaille, said the family had searched high and low and given up hope they'd ever find the dog they had saved from the SPCA in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Canada Day 2011, they received a shocking phone call from the SPCA in Kamloops: a dog with a tracking chip containing her information was found in B.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos sent by the shelter confirmed it, Robitaille said. Pollux was alive and well although a bit leaner than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They told me she was in excellent condition," Robitaille said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Labrador retriever had been named Suki by her saviours in the southern interior city of Kamloops, B.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend Chip for sending this to me.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings my friend♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A whale swims all day, only eats fish,drinks water and is fat. A rabbit runs and hops around all day,and only lives 15 years. A tortoise doesn't run, doesn't hop, it&lt;br /&gt;does nothing .. yet lives for 450 years.. EXERCISE Just a little giggle for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4210858304826556184?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4210858304826556184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4210858304826556184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4210858304826556184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4210858304826556184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/dog-days-of-summer.html' title='Dog days of Summer'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4212210954873665937</id><published>2011-07-06T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T12:22:26.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing you a Wonderful Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKYAQk9J6dM/ThS154UbSeI/AAAAAAAAGy8/26j2A4X8UFU/s1600/1ababethink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKYAQk9J6dM/ThS154UbSeI/AAAAAAAAGy8/26j2A4X8UFU/s400/1ababethink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321840467823074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4212210954873665937?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4212210954873665937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4212210954873665937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4212210954873665937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4212210954873665937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishing-you-wonderful-wednesday.html' title='Wishing you a Wonderful Wednesday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKYAQk9J6dM/ThS154UbSeI/AAAAAAAAGy8/26j2A4X8UFU/s72-c/1ababethink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1852128035379981826</id><published>2011-07-05T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T15:09:04.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of Caylee Marie Antony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoGHX8Ub53o/ThOLdZKVPbI/AAAAAAAAGyw/rHPg82IUiP0/s1600/1ababepinkribbonsjeanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoGHX8Ub53o/ThOLdZKVPbI/AAAAAAAAGyw/rHPg82IUiP0/s400/1ababepinkribbonsjeanne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625993696602570162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`*.¸.*´&lt;br /&gt;¸.•´ ¸.•*¨)¸.•*¨)&lt;br /&gt;(¸.•´(¸.• (¸.•´¸¸.•¨¯`•.¸¸.♥ Keep this balloon going in memory of Caylee Marie Anthony....♥.♥ May she RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked and stunned at today's verdict as are many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this little child be tenderly cared for in Heaven by God and His Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=243675055644630&amp;id=887755143#!/event.php?eid=237189926299700"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porch Lights for Caylee Marie Antony♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had big pink ribbons on my doors and flower pots for many months now to honor Caylee Marie Anthony they will stay up for a long long time in her memory&lt;br /&gt;May God and His Angels tenderly care for you precious child♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1852128035379981826?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1852128035379981826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1852128035379981826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1852128035379981826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1852128035379981826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-loving-memory-of-caylee-marie-antony.html' title='In loving memory of Caylee Marie Antony'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoGHX8Ub53o/ThOLdZKVPbI/AAAAAAAAGyw/rHPg82IUiP0/s72-c/1ababepinkribbonsjeanne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5192402278362165592</id><published>2011-07-04T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T06:25:03.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwqj4l9qwhs/ThGqYlxNaHI/AAAAAAAAGyo/of3IsnIItf8/s1600/1ababejustinahramweddingbowtous%2B-%2BCopy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwqj4l9qwhs/ThGqYlxNaHI/AAAAAAAAGyo/of3IsnIItf8/s400/1ababejustinahramweddingbowtous%2B-%2BCopy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625464748994553970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family faces are magic mirrors♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8oCs2kGSzQ/ThGmHqxv0-I/AAAAAAAAGyg/cqMBeHUpnDE/s1600/1ababejeannejustinwendy3abc%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8oCs2kGSzQ/ThGmHqxv0-I/AAAAAAAAGyg/cqMBeHUpnDE/s400/1ababejeannejustinwendy3abc%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625460060234699746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon fabulous reunions will once again take place.&lt;br /&gt;I am counting the days♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrDSEcv89x0&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Songs from the 60's I love so much&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your freedom to have options in life............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are a rich tapestry of things we have done and said&lt;br /&gt;with memories of those we love♥♥&lt;br /&gt;Oulined in golden thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o（︶︿︶） •*¨*•.¸¸¸.•*¨*•☆•☆•*¨* Happy 4th of July Celebrations♥♥&lt;br /&gt;*¨*☆•☆*¨*•.¸¸¸.•*¨*•Safe Travels everyone♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days come and go like muffled and veiled figures&lt;br /&gt;sent from a distant friendly place carrying gifts,&lt;br /&gt;and if we do not use the gifts they bring,&lt;br /&gt;they carry them silently away.&lt;br /&gt;~ Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=2944148584294&amp;source=jl999"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Dale for this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5192402278362165592?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5192402278362165592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5192402278362165592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5192402278362165592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5192402278362165592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwqj4l9qwhs/ThGqYlxNaHI/AAAAAAAAGyo/of3IsnIItf8/s72-c/1ababejustinahramweddingbowtous%2B-%2BCopy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7381422652889388624</id><published>2011-07-02T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T08:39:24.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July weekend to all my family and friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nk0Tf3ItnzU/Tg87i3vKGEI/AAAAAAAAGyY/1HLbw2HI0s0/s1600/1ababefootbath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nk0Tf3ItnzU/Tg87i3vKGEI/AAAAAAAAGyY/1HLbw2HI0s0/s400/1ababefootbath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624779929872373826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source of this photograph unknown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest, relax and rejuvinate and embrace all the joy in your life♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th of July weekend to all my family and friends who are celebrating♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7381422652889388624?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7381422652889388624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7381422652889388624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7381422652889388624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7381422652889388624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july-weekend-to-all-my.html' title='Happy 4th of July weekend to all my family and friends'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nk0Tf3ItnzU/Tg87i3vKGEI/AAAAAAAAGyY/1HLbw2HI0s0/s72-c/1ababefootbath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7190665168652525497</id><published>2011-07-01T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:36:42.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BluFIaOxIYw/Tg2utVua6II/AAAAAAAAGyQ/sWz04R3ZQso/s1600/1ababekatedress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BluFIaOxIYw/Tg2utVua6II/AAAAAAAAGyQ/sWz04R3ZQso/s400/1ababekatedress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624343603604809858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this dress of Kate's.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely stunning young lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit Rabbit♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonne Fete Canada 144 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a perfect time for the Royal couple to be in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I question not if thrushes sing,&lt;br /&gt;If roses load the air;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my heart I need not reach&lt;br /&gt;When all is summer there.&lt;br /&gt;~John Vance Cheney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7190665168652525497?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7190665168652525497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7190665168652525497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7190665168652525497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7190665168652525497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/07/rabbit-rabbit.html' title='Rabbit Rabbit'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BluFIaOxIYw/Tg2utVua6II/AAAAAAAAGyQ/sWz04R3ZQso/s72-c/1ababekatedress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3754991507061662840</id><published>2011-06-30T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T06:42:44.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish each day and be done with it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7Bvk5lT0T8/TgxScycQTAI/AAAAAAAAGyI/4h42WVmNIjo/s1600/1ababepoohquoteheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7Bvk5lT0T8/TgxScycQTAI/AAAAAAAAGyI/4h42WVmNIjo/s400/1ababepoohquoteheart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623960689209003010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Pooh and all the fabulous quotes♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson, (attributed)&lt;br /&gt;US essayist &amp; poet (1803 - 1882) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is slippery take my hand♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGaVFRzTTP4&amp;feature=share"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they shop in Seoul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your Life. YOUR Life. Make it good. Spend it with people that you Love. Do things that bring you joy. Remember what is really important to you. Remember what matters. Hold on to what makes Life good. Everything else can take a number. Kick rocks. Catch ya' next time. You get the idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a safe and happy Canada day weekend♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3754991507061662840?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3754991507061662840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3754991507061662840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3754991507061662840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3754991507061662840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/finish-each-day-and-be-done-with-it.html' title='Finish each day and be done with it'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7Bvk5lT0T8/TgxScycQTAI/AAAAAAAAGyI/4h42WVmNIjo/s72-c/1ababepoohquoteheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5221222588335771217</id><published>2011-06-29T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T09:49:12.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect June day today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGG3jYDkjTo/TgsiflFpMBI/AAAAAAAAGyA/q2cIY-gQvkM/s1600/1ababejeannesidegarden3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGG3jYDkjTo/TgsiflFpMBI/AAAAAAAAGyA/q2cIY-gQvkM/s400/1ababejeannesidegarden3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623626485629267986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advise from a Tree&lt;br /&gt;Stand Tall and Proud &lt;br /&gt;Sink your roots deeply into the Earth &lt;br /&gt;Reflect the light of a greater source &lt;br /&gt;Think long term &lt;br /&gt;Go out on a limb &lt;br /&gt;Remember your place among all living beings &lt;br /&gt;Embrace with joy the changing seasons &lt;br /&gt;For each yields its own abundance &lt;br /&gt;The Energy and Birth of Spring &lt;br /&gt;The Growth and Contentment of Summer &lt;br /&gt;The Wisdom to let go of leaves in the Fall &lt;br /&gt;The Rest and Quiet Renewal of Winter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the wind and the sun &lt;br /&gt;And delight in their presence &lt;br /&gt;Look up at the moon that shines down upon you &lt;br /&gt;And the mystery of the stars at night. &lt;br /&gt;Seek nourishment from the good things in life &lt;br /&gt;Simple pleasures &lt;br /&gt;Earth, fresh air, light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be content with your natural beauty &lt;br /&gt;Drink plenty of water &lt;br /&gt;Let your limbs sway and dance in the breezes &lt;br /&gt;Be flexible &lt;br /&gt;Remember your roots &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ilan Shamir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As read on the blog The Dutchess♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect June day today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rjkoehler.com/2011/06/29/korean-students-digital-reading-comprehension-1st-in-the-world/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous indeed♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a perfect June day out there today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5221222588335771217?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5221222588335771217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5221222588335771217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5221222588335771217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5221222588335771217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfect-june-day-today.html' title='A Perfect June day today'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGG3jYDkjTo/TgsiflFpMBI/AAAAAAAAGyA/q2cIY-gQvkM/s72-c/1ababejeannesidegarden3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4297660343804976591</id><published>2011-06-28T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T05:54:20.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words are the voice of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilXNg6xaUDo/TgnHpGwqNkI/AAAAAAAAGx4/aJkQW4AZGkM/s1600/1ababeahramjustinteafields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilXNg6xaUDo/TgnHpGwqNkI/AAAAAAAAGx4/aJkQW4AZGkM/s400/1ababeahramjustinteafields.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623245118752044610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Son and his wife beside tea fields♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much to the Windsor Police for all your help assisting me in this mater and for everyone who is doing so much for me and loving me so well.&lt;br /&gt;Your love and support at this time means so very much to me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all dearly♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver who fled from crash sought&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Windsor StarJune 28, 2011 5:07 AM&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windsor police are seeking the public's help to identify a driver who fled after careening into the side of a minivan last week.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Police said a 59-year-old woman had been driving her silver 2010 Dodge Caravan north on Dominion Boulevard just north of Cabana Road West when she observed a small silver car speeding toward her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The small car attempted to navigate a curve in the road but struck the driver's side of the Caravan. The driver of the small car continued driving south on Dominion Boulevard without attempting to stop. The car is believed to have extensive damage to the driver's side.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Caravan sustained about $7,000 in damage. Its driver was not injured.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyone with information is asked to call Windsor police traffic enforcement unit at 519-255-6700, ext. 4211, or anonymously call Crime Stoppers at 519-258-8477.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;© Copyright (c) The Windsor Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more: http://www.windsorstar.com/Driver+fled+from+crash+sought/5014990/story.html#ixzz1QZgn9qjJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;Words&lt;br /&gt;are the voice&lt;br /&gt;of the &lt;br /&gt;heart&lt;br /&gt;~Confucius~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen on the beautiful blog Posted from Home♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the number 28 and Tuesdays♥&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous day full of love and peace and joy♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4297660343804976591?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4297660343804976591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4297660343804976591' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4297660343804976591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4297660343804976591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-are-voice-of-heart.html' title='Words are the voice of the Heart'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilXNg6xaUDo/TgnHpGwqNkI/AAAAAAAAGx4/aJkQW4AZGkM/s72-c/1ababeahramjustinteafields.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5683918701182364145</id><published>2011-06-27T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T03:17:10.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Information for the Windsor Police</title><content type='html'>Any eye witness reports from my hit and run accident which happened to me last Thurs morning June 23 on Dominion Blvd. just off Cabana shortly after 8:00 while I was driving in my van north on Dominion Blvd and the other car losing control on the curve and hitting me dead on crash boom bang, world shaken,  must be fully written out and handed personally to the Windsor Police Att. Constable Cassidy Traffic Division Thanks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Mrs. Sullivan and her son who took me into their home and cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;Very special thanks to my husband who came right away and took care of me and all the details for follow ups on everything.&lt;br /&gt;I have very special people in my life and thank God for each one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to all my friends and loved ones who have tenderly cared for me and helped me through this ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn easy to say that life’s so hard&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s got their share of battle scars&lt;br /&gt;As for me I’d like to thank my lucky stars that&lt;br /&gt;I’m alive, and well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today you know that’s good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Breathin' in and out's a blessin' can’t you see&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first day of the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And I’m alive, and well&lt;br /&gt;I’m alive, and well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and very.very.thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must make sure this person never does this to another human being again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My van can be fixed in spite of the thousands of dollars of damage done&lt;br /&gt;Me shaken to the core&lt;br /&gt;But thank God I seem fine so far&lt;br /&gt;Just shaky and lost my confidence in driving.&lt;br /&gt;Getting behind the wheel for short drives.&lt;br /&gt;I have never been involved in an accident before&lt;br /&gt;never care to again.&lt;br /&gt;Drive safe eand take responsibility when you are behind that wheel♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma is a boomerang baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5683918701182364145?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5683918701182364145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5683918701182364145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5683918701182364145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5683918701182364145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/information-for-windsor-police.html' title='Information for the Windsor Police'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5620338541221694273</id><published>2011-06-26T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T10:26:44.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Happy Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having problems trying to blog since updating Internet Explorer&lt;br /&gt;We shall see if this post works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/1MjEmdOEPeQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh la la&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5620338541221694273?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5620338541221694273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5620338541221694273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5620338541221694273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5620338541221694273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1471425681673189724</id><published>2011-06-21T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T05:12:12.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Day of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o41i5aX1bTI/TgCDO8Esy1I/AAAAAAAAGxo/FpNdFt0AuCM/s1600/1ababedandrapercar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o41i5aX1bTI/TgCDO8Esy1I/AAAAAAAAGxo/FpNdFt0AuCM/s400/1ababedandrapercar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620636627625626450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this image of  Jon Hamm aka Don Draper (Mad Men)&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait for the series to return.  I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=24I160HrHaw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKHTlt48ySY&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy First Day of Summer  I love this song called Summer Sun by Koop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://georgiannalane.blogspot.com/2009/12/garden-dlights.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1471425681673189724?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1471425681673189724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1471425681673189724' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1471425681673189724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1471425681673189724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-first-day-of-summer.html' title='Happy First Day of Summer'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o41i5aX1bTI/TgCDO8Esy1I/AAAAAAAAGxo/FpNdFt0AuCM/s72-c/1ababedandrapercar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1566867505443199476</id><published>2011-06-20T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:18:48.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyful June</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDsHwhA-eJc/Tf9QjEiOuZI/AAAAAAAAGxg/GGBO81wJs7M/s1600/1ababebuildingpinkjustin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDsHwhA-eJc/Tf9QjEiOuZI/AAAAAAAAGxg/GGBO81wJs7M/s400/1ababebuildingpinkjustin3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620299423424625042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph taken by my Son&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ahram and Justin for always sharing your photographs with me.&lt;br /&gt;Love you both so much♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June."&lt;br /&gt;L. M. Montgomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HLFKKY5RHxc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always putting a song in my heart♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1566867505443199476?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1566867505443199476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1566867505443199476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1566867505443199476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1566867505443199476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/joyful-june.html' title='Joyful June'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDsHwhA-eJc/Tf9QjEiOuZI/AAAAAAAAGxg/GGBO81wJs7M/s72-c/1ababebuildingpinkjustin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8098159967677153115</id><published>2011-06-19T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:00:26.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://draffinbears.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little video from my dear friend Carolyn's blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Od7U9GhZg_g&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sweet Thanks Carolyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to all those celebrating today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZHylyNgX24&amp;feature=fvwrel"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day &lt;br /&gt;The love of parents is the closest we can come to understanding the heart of God&lt;br /&gt;quote taken from the blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mennonite Girls Can Cook.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7g0PcT9f7s&amp;feature=player_embedded#at=19"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8098159967677153115?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-9120659099039610657</id><published>2011-06-18T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:16:35.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every picture tells a story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EC6b6X-Tf_E&amp;feature=player_embedded#at=12"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every picture tells a story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day weekend to all those celebrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-9120659099039610657?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/9120659099039610657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=9120659099039610657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/9120659099039610657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/9120659099039610657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/every-picture-tells-story.html' title='Every picture tells a story'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6185593054258681787</id><published>2011-06-17T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T04:29:25.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of Betty Pare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/can-windsor/Obituaries.asp?Page=Lifestory&amp;PersonId=152004340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memory of Betty Pare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the caterpillar calls the end of the world God calls a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Obituary for Aunt Ruth's late Sister Betty Pare is in today's paper with all the information necessary for tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6185593054258681787?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1578847219848342223</id><published>2011-06-15T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:34:09.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G69KXgoRkg0/TfjC1dzbNRI/AAAAAAAAGxY/tFnZy74oT8A/s1600/1ababedresskate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G69KXgoRkg0/TfjC1dzbNRI/AAAAAAAAGxY/tFnZy74oT8A/s400/1ababedresskate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618454758933869842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would dream it&lt;br /&gt;BEGIN it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have an idea&lt;br /&gt;OPEN it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is longing&lt;br /&gt;ACKNOWLEDGE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is mission&lt;br /&gt;COMMIT it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is daring&lt;br /&gt;DO it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is love&lt;br /&gt;SPEAK it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is resource&lt;br /&gt;USE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is abundance&lt;br /&gt;SHARE it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1578847219848342223?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1578847219848342223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1578847219848342223' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1578847219848342223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1578847219848342223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-of-love.html' title='Words of Love'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G69KXgoRkg0/TfjC1dzbNRI/AAAAAAAAGxY/tFnZy74oT8A/s72-c/1ababedresskate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1190376445646956102</id><published>2011-06-14T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T07:30:17.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcus James has entered our world this morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aSwkQak-40g/TfdwKZ43sxI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/Y_BvqxKHiPE/s1600/1ababylove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aSwkQak-40g/TfdwKZ43sxI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/Y_BvqxKHiPE/s400/1ababylove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618082384218403602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Love♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No influence is so powerful as that of the mother.&lt;br /&gt;- Sarah Josepha Hale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a child's ear, 'mother' is magic in any language.&lt;br /&gt;- Arlene Benedict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance fails us and so do friendships, but the relationship of a parent and child, less noisy than all others, remains indelible and indestructible, the strongest relationship on earth.&lt;br /&gt;~Theodor Reik  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsCCyMALiDI/TfdthNSdgBI/AAAAAAAAGxI/6duH8pS2aEQ/s1600/1ababyboyfromgod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsCCyMALiDI/TfdthNSdgBI/AAAAAAAAGxI/6duH8pS2aEQ/s400/1ababyboyfromgod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618079477438185490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image of the baby from a Google Search♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fabulous niece Danielle and her wonderful husband Darren welcomed their first child into the world this morning at 12:07 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a glorious June 14th day a good day to welcome the little Prince into the world and into the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies are bits of stardust handblown by God's own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations and God bless you all real good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twelve Gifts of Birth&lt;br /&gt;by Charlene Costanzo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, a long time ago, when princes and princesses lived in faraway kingdoms, royal children were given twelve special gifts when they were born. You may have heard these stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve wise women of the kingdom, or fairy godmothers as they were often called, travelled swiftly to the castle whenever a new prince or princess came into the world. Each fairy godmother pronounced a noble gift upon the royal baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time went on, the wise women came to understand that the twelve royal gifts of birth belong to every child, born anywhere, at anytime. They yearned to proclaim the gifts to all children, but the customs of the land did not allow that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One day when the wise women gathered together they made this prophecy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some day all the children of the world will learn the truth about their noble inheritance. When that happens a miracle will unfold on the kingdom of Earth. Someday is near."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the secret they want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the wondrous moment you were born, as you took your first breath, a great celebration was held in the heavens and twelve magnificent gifts were granted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first gift is Strength. &lt;br /&gt;May you remember to call upon it whenever you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second gift is Beauty. &lt;br /&gt;May your deeds reflect its depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third gift is Courage. &lt;br /&gt;May you speak and act with confidence and use courage to follow your own path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth gift is Compassion. &lt;br /&gt;May you be gentle with yourself and others. May you forgive those who hurt you and yourself when you make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth gift is Hope. &lt;br /&gt;Through each passage and season, may you trust the goodness of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sixth gift is Joy. &lt;br /&gt;May it keep your heart open and filled with light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seventh gift is Talent. &lt;br /&gt;May you discover your own special abilities and contribute them toward a better world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eighth gift is Imagination. &lt;br /&gt;May it nourish your visions and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ninth gift is Reverence. &lt;br /&gt;May you appreciate the wonder that you are and the miracle of all creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tenth gift is Wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;Guiding your way, wisdom will lead you thru knowledge to understanding. May you hear its soft voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eleventh gift is Love. &lt;br /&gt;It will grow each time you give it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twelfth gift is Faith. &lt;br /&gt;May you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know about your twelve gifts of birth.&lt;br /&gt;But there is more to the secret that the wise women knew.&lt;br /&gt;Use your gifts well and you will discover others among them a gift that is uniquely you. See these noble gifts in other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share the truth and be ready for the miracle to unfold as the prophecy of the wise women comes true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W7ud1xvbG3Q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1190376445646956102?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1190376445646956102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1190376445646956102' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1190376445646956102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1190376445646956102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/marcus-james-has-entered-our-world-this.html' title='Marcus James has entered our world this morning'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aSwkQak-40g/TfdwKZ43sxI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/Y_BvqxKHiPE/s72-c/1ababylove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-663498265219423795</id><published>2011-06-13T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T10:30:43.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlzsZEf2W_M/TfYdjMCtDdI/AAAAAAAAGxA/jOc1atJ3ufQ/s1600/1ababechildbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlzsZEf2W_M/TfYdjMCtDdI/AAAAAAAAGxA/jOc1atJ3ufQ/s400/1ababechildbook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617710075556466130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladder to the moon the next children's book I plan to purchase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://culture.wnyc.org/articles/features/2011/apr/13/president-obamas-sister-publishes-childrens-book/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect June day♥♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in my garden and listening to glorious music&lt;br /&gt;like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tEGFuXGHMdY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song my heart melts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qouDcxG3fnM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/popup-frame.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview with God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-663498265219423795?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/663498265219423795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=663498265219423795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/663498265219423795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/663498265219423795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/ladder-to-moon-next-childrens-book-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlzsZEf2W_M/TfYdjMCtDdI/AAAAAAAAGxA/jOc1atJ3ufQ/s72-c/1ababechildbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-247913869043552797</id><published>2011-06-11T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:42:22.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you &lt;br /&gt;for all those that put a song in my heart eaach and every day of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQF9lPE-Ii4&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for putting a song in my heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it by the handle of anxiety, &lt;br /&gt;or by the handle of faith.&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-247913869043552797?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/247913869043552797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=247913869043552797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/247913869043552797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/247913869043552797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-for-all-those-that-put-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6794940179139131313</id><published>2011-06-09T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:43:11.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and hugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIzDLzjrMAI/TfEWGI3_lpI/AAAAAAAAGw4/GA_Cco0AEUs/s1600/1ababesmomgrandmaheadbandanas%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIzDLzjrMAI/TfEWGI3_lpI/AAAAAAAAGw4/GA_Cco0AEUs/s400/1ababesmomgrandmaheadbandanas%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616294505025083026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious Mom and Grandma taught me to love well.&lt;br /&gt;I am so ever thankful that God placed them both in my life as my parents♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Taught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to say the right words&lt;br /&gt;at the right time&lt;br /&gt;so she taught me to listen&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to give the right gift for the right reason&lt;br /&gt;So she taught me to give my hug&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to stand above the crowd&lt;br /&gt;So she taught me to step back and serve mankind.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to heal the wound&lt;br /&gt;So she taught me to love the hurt&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to fix the situation&lt;br /&gt;So she taught me to pray.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to forgive others&lt;br /&gt;so she taught me to forgive myself&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to avoid mistakes&lt;br /&gt;So she taught me to face my fears&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to win the battles in life&lt;br /&gt;So she taught me to befriend my enemies&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted the best of things&lt;br /&gt;So she taught me to have peace and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;that which I have been granted.&lt;br /&gt;~Life itself&lt;br /&gt;~Kirk Skinner, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Love the ones who don't just because you can. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it chang...es your life, let it. Kiss slowly. Forgive quickly. God never said life would be easy. He just promised it would be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6794940179139131313?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6794940179139131313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6794940179139131313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6794940179139131313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6794940179139131313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-and-hugs.html' title='Love and hugs'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIzDLzjrMAI/TfEWGI3_lpI/AAAAAAAAGw4/GA_Cco0AEUs/s72-c/1ababesmomgrandmaheadbandanas%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3734771222712417946</id><published>2011-06-08T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T10:57:32.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day for a Daydream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mwQAOIRnJ-w/Te-m9PUWDHI/AAAAAAAAGww/28U0fx5HbnQ/s1600/1ahrambeachhammock3abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mwQAOIRnJ-w/Te-m9PUWDHI/AAAAAAAAGww/28U0fx5HbnQ/s400/1ahrambeachhammock3abc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615890831368391794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful daughter of the heart my Son's wife enjoying a weekend at the beach&lt;br /&gt;with my Son and their friends.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh living the dream my darlings♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYhV7_WGNpE/Te-muiz-QtI/AAAAAAAAGwo/x0oITDcp-Ow/s1600/1ahrambeachcamp3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYhV7_WGNpE/Te-muiz-QtI/AAAAAAAAGwo/x0oITDcp-Ow/s400/1ahrambeachcamp3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615890578903286482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventures don't begin until you get into the forest.&lt;br /&gt;That first step in - an act of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=e2d13dc28468342436a34f" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=e2d13dc28468342436a34f&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3734771222712417946?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3734771222712417946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3734771222712417946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3734771222712417946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3734771222712417946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-day-for-daydream.html' title='What a Day for a Daydream'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mwQAOIRnJ-w/Te-m9PUWDHI/AAAAAAAAGww/28U0fx5HbnQ/s72-c/1ahrambeachhammock3abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8069681236089404897</id><published>2011-06-07T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T04:33:02.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zHxH0TV_8Is/Te4MVAwdh6I/AAAAAAAAGwg/-1IZZRifnK4/s1600/1adollsroyal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zHxH0TV_8Is/Te4MVAwdh6I/AAAAAAAAGwg/-1IZZRifnK4/s400/1adollsroyal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615439340497635234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Lucky young lady♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udROGFRpOSs/Te4K19X73ZI/AAAAAAAAGwY/Vj4ciRtwHTw/s1600/1abagardenjune7ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udROGFRpOSs/Te4K19X73ZI/AAAAAAAAGwY/Vj4ciRtwHTw/s400/1abagardenjune7ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615437707501886866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXm5jzrTcqA/Te4Kr9MrELI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/1j-4PIId1G8/s1600/1abagardenjune7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXm5jzrTcqA/Te4Kr9MrELI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/1j-4PIId1G8/s400/1abagardenjune7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615437535655956658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pictures taken this morning of our gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzhpdDlu-_M/Te4KjDalczI/AAAAAAAAGwI/kZ-_u8bxDlo/s1600/1ababejeannegardenjune5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzhpdDlu-_M/Te4KjDalczI/AAAAAAAAGwI/kZ-_u8bxDlo/s400/1ababejeannegardenjune5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615437382706098994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legends say that hummingbirds float free of time, carrying our hopes for love, joy and celebration.  Hummingbirds open our eyes to the wonder of the world and inspire us to open our hearts to loved ones and friends.  Like a hummingbird, we aspire to hover and to savor each moment as it passes, embrace all that life has to offer and to celebrate the joy of everyday.  The hummingbird’s delicate grace reminds us that life is rich, beauty is everywhere, every personal connection has meaning and that laughter is life’s sweetest creation. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8069681236089404897?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8069681236089404897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8069681236089404897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8069681236089404897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8069681236089404897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/ruby-tuesday.html' title='Ruby Tuesday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zHxH0TV_8Is/Te4MVAwdh6I/AAAAAAAAGwg/-1IZZRifnK4/s72-c/1adollsroyal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4948310071516018193</id><published>2011-06-06T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:47:22.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whale Story</title><content type='html'>A humpback whale freed by divers from a tangle of crab trap lines near the Farallon Islands nudged its rescuers and flapped around in what marine experts said was a rare and remarkable encounter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It felt to me like it was thanking us, knowing that it was free and that we had helped it," James Moskito, one of the rescue divers, said Tuesday. "It stopped about a foot away from me, pushed me around a little bit and had some fun." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's daring rescue was the first successful attempt on the West Coast to free an entangled humpback, said Shelbi Stoudt, stranding manager for the Marine Mammal Center in Marin County. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 45- to 50-foot female humpback, estimated to weigh 50 tons, was on the humpbacks' usual migratory route between the Northern California coast and Baja California when it became entangled in the nylon ropes that link crab pots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was spotted by a crab fisherman at 8:30 a.m. Sunday in the open water east of the Farallones, about 18 miles off the coast of San Francisco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mick Menigoz of Novato, who organizes whale watching and shark diving expeditions on his boat the New Superfish, got a call for help Sunday morning, alerted the Marine Mammal Center and gathered a team of divers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 2:30 p.m., the rescuers had reached the whale and evaluated the situation. Team members realized the only way to save the endangered leviathan was to dive into the water and cut the ropes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very risky maneuver, Stoudt said, because the mere flip of a humpback's massive tail can kill a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was the first diver in the water, and my heart sank when I saw all the lines wrapped around it," said Moskito, a 40-year-old Pleasanton resident who works with "Great White Adventures," a cage-diving outfit that contracts with Menigoz. "I really didn't think we were going to be able to save it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moskito said about 20 crab-pot ropes, which are 240 feet long with weights every 60 feet, were wrapped around the animal. Rope was wrapped at least four times around the tail, the back and the left front flipper, and there was a line in the whale's mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crab pot lines were cinched so tight, Moskito said, that the rope was digging into the animal's blubber and leaving visible cuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least 12 crab traps, weighing 90 pounds each, hung off the whale, the divers said. The combined weight was pulling the whale downward, forcing it to struggle mightily to keep its blow- hole out of the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moskito and three other divers spent about an hour cutting the ropes with a special curved knife. The whale floated passively in the water the whole time, he said, giving off a strange kind of vibration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was cutting the line going through the mouth, its eye was there winking at me, watching me," Moskito said. "It was an epic moment of my life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the whale realized it was free, it began swimming around in circles, according to the rescuers. Moskito said it swam to each diver, nuzzled him and then swam to the next one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It seemed kind of affectionate, like a dog that's happy to see you,'' Moskito said. "I never felt threatened. It was an amazing, unbelievable experience." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humpback whales are known for their complex vocalizations that sound like singing and for their acrobatic breaching, an apparently playful activity in which they lift almost their entire bodies out of the water and splash down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 1900, an estimated 15,000 humpbacks lived in the North Pacific, but the population was severely reduced by commercial whaling. In the 20th century, their numbers dwindled to fewer than 1,000. An international ban on commercial whaling was instituted in 1964, but humpbacks are still endangered. Between 5,000 and 7,500 humpbacks are left in the world's oceans, and many of those survivors migrate through the Gulf of the Farallones National Marine Sanctuary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whale experts say it's nice to think that the whale was thanking its rescuers, but nobody really knows what was on its mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You hate to anthropomorphize too much, but the whale was doing little dives and the guys were rubbing shoulders with it," Menigoz said. "I don't know for sure what it was thinking, but it's something that I will always remember. It was just too cool." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humpback whales hold a special place in the hearts of Bay Area residents ever since one that came to be known as Humphrey journeyed up the Sacramento River in 1985. The wayward creature swam into a slough in Rio Vista, attracting 10,000 people a day as whale experts tried desperately to turn it around. Humphrey went back to sea after 25 days of near-pandemonium and worldwide media attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fall of 1990, Humphrey turned up again inside the bay in shallow water near the Bayshore Freeway, finally beaching on mud flats near Double Rock, just off the Candlestick parking lot. He remained stuck for 25 hours, until volunteers, helped by a 41-foot Coast Guard boat, pulled him free and sent him back to the ocean. He has not been seen since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humpbacks like Humphrey do seem to relate to people more than other whales, according to Stoudt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You do hear reports of friendly humpbacks, whales approaching boaters, especially in Baja California," Stoudt said, "but, for the most part, they don't like to be interacted with." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-mail Peter Fimrite at pfimrite@sfchronicle.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back by popular demand I have had many requests for this story of late.&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4948310071516018193?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4948310071516018193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4948310071516018193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4948310071516018193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4948310071516018193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/whale-story.html' title='The Whale Story'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3258839740182418515</id><published>2011-06-05T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T10:25:17.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our back garden very early this morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMtfS8krak4/Teu1NazWBrI/AAAAAAAAGwA/24jwF8mOZpc/s1600/1ababejeannegardenjune5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMtfS8krak4/Teu1NazWBrI/AAAAAAAAGwA/24jwF8mOZpc/s400/1ababejeannegardenjune5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614780602585056946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our back garden very early this morning...........&lt;br /&gt;It reached 100 degrees yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I keep the bird baths full of fresh water for the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a fabulous Sunday♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Like a Train Ride&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Life is like a train ride.&lt;br /&gt;We get on. We ride. We get off. We get back on and ride some more. There are accidents and there are delays. At certain stops there are surprises. Some of these will translate into great moments of joy; some will result in profound sorrow. When we are born and we first board the train, we meet people whom we think will be with us for the entire journey. Those people are our parents! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this is far from the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Our parents are with us for as long as we absolutely need them. They too have journeys they must complete. We live on with the memories of their love, affection, friendship, guidance and their ever presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others who board the train and who eventually become very important to us, in turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are our brothers, sisters, friends and acquaintances, whom we will learn to love, and cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people consider their journey like a jaunty tour. They will just go merrily along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others will encounter many upsets, tears, losses on their journey.&lt;br /&gt;Others still, will linger on to offer a helping hand to anyone in need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people on the train will leave an everlasting impression when they get off….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will get on and get off the train so quickly, they will scarcely leave a sign that they ever travelled along with you or ever crossed your path…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will sometimes be upset that some passengers, whom we love, will choose to sit in another compartment and leave us to travel on our own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, there’s nothing that says we can’t seek them out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, once sought out and found, we may not even be able to sit next to them because that seat will already be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s okay …everyone’s journey will be filled with hopes, dreams, challenges, setbacks and goodbyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must strive to make the best of it… no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must constantly strive to understand our travel companions and look for the best in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that at any moment during our journey, any one of our travel companions can have a weak moment and be in need of our help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We too may vacillate or hesitate, even trip… hopefully we can count on someone being there to be supportive and understanding…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bigger mystery of our journey is that we don’t know when our last stop will come. Neither do we know when our travel companions will make their last stop. Not even those sitting in the seat next to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I know I’ll be sad to make my final stop…. I’m sure of it! My separation from all those friends and acquaintances I made during the train ride will be painful. Leaving all those I’m close to will be a sad thing. But then again, I’m certain that one day I’ll get to the main station only to meet up with everyone else. They’ll all be carrying their baggage… most of which they didn’t have when they first got on this train. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be glad to see them again. I’ll also be glad to have contributed to their baggage… and to have enriched their lives, just as much as they will have contributed to my baggage and enriched my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re all on this train ride together. Above all, we should all try to strive to make the ride as pleasant and memorable as we can, right up until we each make the final stop and leave the train for the last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All aboard!&lt;br /&gt;Safe journey!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BON VOYAGE!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is an opportunity ~ benefit from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beauty ~ admire it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is bliss ~ taste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dream ~ realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a challenge ~ meet it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a duty ~ complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a game ~ play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a promise ~ fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is sorrow~ overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a song ~ sing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a struggle ~ accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a tragedy ~ confront it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is an adventure~ dare it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is luck ~ make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too precious ~ do not destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Life ~ fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mother Teresa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3258839740182418515?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3258839740182418515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3258839740182418515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3258839740182418515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3258839740182418515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-back-garden-very-early-this-morning.html' title='Our back garden very early this morning'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMtfS8krak4/Teu1NazWBrI/AAAAAAAAGwA/24jwF8mOZpc/s72-c/1ababejeannegardenjune5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5727220594733757319</id><published>2011-06-04T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T08:12:35.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Weekend Cha Cha Cha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXlxAgzVpS8/TepLOXWj_7I/AAAAAAAAGv4/cUwHBVoo930/s1600/1ababejustinbunnyrabbits2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXlxAgzVpS8/TepLOXWj_7I/AAAAAAAAGv4/cUwHBVoo930/s400/1ababejustinbunnyrabbits2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614382595629645746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;I love Rabbits&lt;br /&gt;My Son and his wife cared for their friends rabbits one weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Here you go my darlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short!  Break the rules!  Forgive quickly &lt;br /&gt;                      Kiss slowly!  Love truly,  Laugh uncontrollably&lt;br /&gt;                     And never regret anything that made you smile! &lt;br /&gt;Sent to me in an email from my dear friend Elaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short make FUN of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbits hopping all over the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;Canada Geese babies crossing the roads with their parents&lt;br /&gt;A turle  on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhh slow down and savor every single moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKlnyL3U0C8&amp;feature=player_embedded#"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son driving while he was living in New Zealand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-Ya8adXZJE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Moon by Nick Drake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5727220594733757319?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5727220594733757319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5727220594733757319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5727220594733757319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5727220594733757319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/weekend-weekend-cha-cha-cha_04.html' title='Weekend Weekend Cha Cha Cha'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXlxAgzVpS8/TepLOXWj_7I/AAAAAAAAGv4/cUwHBVoo930/s72-c/1ababejustinbunnyrabbits2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7709183154557291456</id><published>2011-06-03T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:04:09.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Weekend Cha Cha Cha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-bwwDPvM9M/TejDRC8eHOI/AAAAAAAAGvw/C6PqljOGyBE/s1600/1ababeshinsegaegown%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-bwwDPvM9M/TejDRC8eHOI/AAAAAAAAGvw/C6PqljOGyBE/s400/1ababeshinsegaegown%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613951633133018338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekends darlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.windsorstar.com/Buzz+grows+city+takes+world+stage/4885160/story.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud of our City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring being a tough act to follow, God created June." - Al Bernstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7709183154557291456?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7709183154557291456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7709183154557291456' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7709183154557291456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7709183154557291456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/weekend-weekend-cha-cha-cha.html' title='Weekend Weekend Cha Cha Cha'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-bwwDPvM9M/TejDRC8eHOI/AAAAAAAAGvw/C6PqljOGyBE/s72-c/1ababeshinsegaegown%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7309334997662493693</id><published>2011-06-02T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:25:53.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greek Potatoe Salad and the movie The Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/greek-potato-salad/e62793ca-5a64-4ce7-ada8-cd4214ff0b8f"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great recipes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Dani for posting this site on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greek Potatoe Salad &lt;br /&gt;2  lb unpeeled new potatoes  &lt;br /&gt;2  medium bell peppers, cut into 1-inch pieces  &lt;br /&gt;2  medium tomatoes, seeded, cut into eighths  &lt;br /&gt;1  medium cucumber, cut into 1-inch pieces  &lt;br /&gt;1/2  medium red onion, very thinly sliced (1/2 cup)  &lt;br /&gt;1/2  cup whole kalamata or ripe olives  &lt;br /&gt;1  package (4 oz) crumbled feta cheese (1 cup)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Dressing &lt;br /&gt;1/2  cup olive or vegetable oil  &lt;br /&gt;1/4  cup lemon juice  &lt;br /&gt;1  tablespoon finely chopped fresh or 1 teaspoon dried oregano leaves  &lt;br /&gt;1  tablespoon Dijon mustard  &lt;br /&gt;1  teaspoon sugar  &lt;br /&gt;1/2  teaspoon salt  &lt;br /&gt;1/4  teaspoon pepper  &lt;br /&gt;2  cloves garlic, finely chopped  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the book The Help and cannot wait to see the movie this summer♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0dWCXCjX9o&amp;feature=share"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see this movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will love the soundtrack as well♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_issFDMUoYE&amp;feature=player_embedded#at=16"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Help&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Kathryn Stockett, a struggling novelist, was trying to get her first book, The Help, published, her best friend, Tate Taylor, acquired the film rights and began work on the screenplay. After being rejected by more than 60 literary agents, The Help was finally published in 2009 by Amy Einhorn Books and Putnam and spent more than 100 weeks on the New York Times best-seller list. Set in Jackson, Mississippi, during the early 60s, the book examines members of the affluent white community and the black women who work for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This August, DreamWorks will release the film version, adapted for the screen and directed by Taylor. Emma Stone stars as Eugenia “Skeeter” Phelan, a recent college graduate and aspiring writer who returns home and decides to write a book about the experiences of the maids and nannies who raised her and her friends. Viola Davis stars as Aibileen Clark, and Octavia Spencer co-stars as Minny Jackson, with Bryce Dallas Howard as the town’s queen bee, Hilly Holbrook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/features/2011/07/the-help-201107"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see the movie The Help&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7309334997662493693?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7309334997662493693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7309334997662493693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7309334997662493693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7309334997662493693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/greek-potatoe-salad-and-movie-help.html' title='Greek Potatoe Salad and the movie The Help'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-218731068723526994</id><published>2011-06-01T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:22:34.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be A Queen by Oprah</title><content type='html'>Be a queen. Dare to be different. Be a pioneer. Be a leader. Be the kind of woman who in the face of diversity will continue to embrace life and walk fearlessly toward challenge. Take it on! Be a truth seeker and rule your domain, whatever it is—your home, your office, your family—with a loving heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a queen. Be tender. Continue to give birth to ideas and rejoice in your womanhood… my prayer is that we will stop wasting time being mundane and mediocre… we are daughters of God—here to teach the world how to love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you've been through, where you come from, who your parents are—nor your social or economic status. None of that matters. What matters is how you choose to love, how you choose to express that love through your work, through your family, through what you have to give to the world…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a queen. Own your power and glory! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to watch Sons of Perdition tomorrow night on OWN&lt;br /&gt;The Oprah Network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oprah Winfrey. Chicken Soup for The Woman's Soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-218731068723526994?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/218731068723526994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=218731068723526994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/218731068723526994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/218731068723526994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/be-queen-by-oprah.html' title='Be A Queen by Oprah'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6577677221343058942</id><published>2011-06-01T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T12:23:41.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensational Seoul and Rabbit Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFWHmtNGczo/TeYhC68l1iI/AAAAAAAAGvk/XVrkfYp4kJc/s1600/1ababejustinseoulseoulcolours.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFWHmtNGczo/TeYhC68l1iI/AAAAAAAAGvk/XVrkfYp4kJc/s400/1ababejustinseoulseoulcolours.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613210319630751266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs courtesy of my son and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BrJCvzvCOW0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Son and his brides wedding video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted once again as I have been asked for many requests for it once again.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSVAULLiwdc/TeYbTUDgaeI/AAAAAAAAGvc/AG05NZ94Amw/s1600/1ababejustinflowerpower3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSVAULLiwdc/TeYbTUDgaeI/AAAAAAAAGvc/AG05NZ94Amw/s400/1ababejustinflowerpower3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613204004178782690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph courtesy of my Son and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yahae.tumblr.com/tagged/time-lapse"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensational Seoul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father told me there are two kinds of people,&lt;br /&gt;the takers and the givers.&lt;br /&gt;"The takers sometimes eat better", he would say&lt;br /&gt;"But the givers always sleep better"&lt;br /&gt;{Marlo Thomas}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit Rabbit♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following quiz appeared on the web and has been all over the world. See how you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name the 5 wealthiest people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;2. Name the last 5 Heisman Trophy winners.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name the last 5 winners of the Miss America contest.&lt;br /&gt;4. Name 10 people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.&lt;br /&gt;5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor and actress.&lt;br /&gt;6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point: None of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are not second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.&lt;br /&gt;2. Name 3 friends who have helped you through a difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name 3 people who have taught you something worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.&lt;br /&gt;5. Think of 3 people you enjoy spending time with.&lt;br /&gt;6. Name half a dozen heroes whose stories have inspired you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASIER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson: The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money or the most awards. They are the ones who care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6577677221343058942?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6577677221343058942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6577677221343058942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6577677221343058942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6577677221343058942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/06/sensational-seoul.html' title='Sensational Seoul and Rabbit Rabbit'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFWHmtNGczo/TeYhC68l1iI/AAAAAAAAGvk/XVrkfYp4kJc/s72-c/1ababejustinseoulseoulcolours.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4688044999884542824</id><published>2011-05-31T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T06:45:20.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Hot Weather</title><content type='html'>The last few days have been extremely hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we close our eyes when we pray?&lt;br /&gt;When we cry?&lt;br /&gt;When we dream?&lt;br /&gt;Or when we kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Because we know that the most beautiful things in life&lt;br /&gt;are not seen but felt with the heart♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep, loving concern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful people do not just happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth Kubler-Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have."&lt;br /&gt;-Frederick Koenig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4688044999884542824?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4688044999884542824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4688044999884542824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4688044999884542824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4688044999884542824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/hot-hot-weather.html' title='Hot Hot Weather'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7372704194062714644</id><published>2011-05-30T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:32:34.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceful Exit</title><content type='html'>There’s a trick to the 'graceful exit.' It begins with the vision to recognize when a job, a life stage, or a relationship is over — and let it go. It means leaving what’s over without denying its validity or its past importance to our lives. It involves a sense of future, a belief that every exit line is an entry, that we are moving up, rather than out." — Ellen Goodman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you see me, do you hear me, does what I say matter to you?" That is what we all hope for, no matter who we are - Oprah Winfrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7372704194062714644?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7372704194062714644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7372704194062714644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7372704194062714644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7372704194062714644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/graceful-exit.html' title='Graceful Exit'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5844779503647752760</id><published>2011-05-30T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T04:16:01.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Memorial Day to all my American Family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for those fighting for our freedom and prayers to all those who have lost their lives doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcpactions.com/blog/2011/05/30/60-incredible-patriotic-images-from-photographers/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very lovely photographs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Robyn for this link♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There fell a silvery-silken veil of light,&lt;br /&gt;With quietude, and sultriness, and slumber,&lt;br /&gt;Upon the upturned faces of a thousand&lt;br /&gt;Roses that grew in an enchanted garden...&lt;br /&gt;~ E.A. Poe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5844779503647752760?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5844779503647752760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5844779503647752760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5844779503647752760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5844779503647752760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-memorial-day.html' title='Happy Memorial Day'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6193586100317221333</id><published>2011-05-28T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T06:08:34.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serene Saturday</title><content type='html'>If you are depressed you are living in the past&lt;br /&gt;If you are anxious you are living in the future&lt;br /&gt;If you are at peace you are living in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only have this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yard by yard life is hard&lt;br /&gt;Inch by Inch life is a cinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] Prayer is not a "spare wheel" that you pull out when in trouble; it is a "steering wheel" that directs us in the right path throughout life. &lt;br /&gt;2] Do you know why a car's WINDSHIELD is so large &amp; the rear view mirror is so small?  Because our PAST is not as important as our FUTURE.  So, look ahead and move on. &lt;br /&gt;3] Friendship is like a BOOK.  It takes few seconds to burn, but it takes years to write. &lt;br /&gt;4] All things in life are temporary.  If going well enjoy it, they will not last forever.  If going wrong don’t worry, they can't last long either. &lt;br /&gt;5] Old friends are like Gold!  New friends are Diamonds!  If you get a Diamond, don't forget the Gold!  Because to hold a Diamond, you always need a base of Gold! &lt;br /&gt;6] Often when we lose hope and think this is the end, GOD smiles from above and says, "Relax, sweetheart, it's just a bend, not the end! &lt;br /&gt;7] When GOD solves your problems, you have faith in HIS abilities; when GOD doesn't solve your problems HE has faith in your abilities. &lt;br /&gt;8] A blind person asked St.  Anthony: "Can there be anything worse than losing eye sight?" He replied: "Yes, losing your vision." &lt;br /&gt;9] When you pray for others, God listens to you and blesses them; and sometimes, when you are safe and happy, remember that someone has prayed for you. &lt;br /&gt;10] WORRYING does not take away tomorrows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6193586100317221333?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6193586100317221333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6193586100317221333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6193586100317221333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6193586100317221333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/serene-saturday.html' title='Serene Saturday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3972918418102691840</id><published>2011-05-27T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T07:49:13.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Safe and Wonderful Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFhR8QhKxaw/Td-5vhhVb0I/AAAAAAAAGvU/xmZHy32EdS8/s1600/1ababejeannemoonstars3%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25287%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFhR8QhKxaw/Td-5vhhVb0I/AAAAAAAAGvU/xmZHy32EdS8/s400/1ababejeannemoonstars3%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25287%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611407886830104386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May a golden sun shine upon us at some point this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;So much rain and gloomy days this spring.&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain rain go away&lt;br /&gt;don't come back again for many a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my American Family and Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe and wonderful memorial day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for all those who have lost their lives fighting for our freedoms and those&lt;br /&gt;that continue to risk their lives for our freedoms today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vw4KVoEVcr0&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So precious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need hugs and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are depressed you are living in the past&lt;br /&gt;If you are snxious you are living in the future&lt;br /&gt;If you are at peace you are living in the present♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3972918418102691840?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3972918418102691840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3972918418102691840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3972918418102691840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3972918418102691840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/have-safe-and-wonderful-memorial-day.html' title='Have a Safe and Wonderful Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFhR8QhKxaw/Td-5vhhVb0I/AAAAAAAAGvU/xmZHy32EdS8/s72-c/1ababejeannemoonstars3%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25287%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1586785632173743684</id><published>2011-05-26T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T05:58:16.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs Know a Great Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/23402375"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensational Seoul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was sent to me via email from my dear friend Elaine.&lt;br /&gt;Love you and thank you for your golden gift of friendship all through the years.&lt;br /&gt;I love you my friend♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs know .... &lt;br /&gt;This really is   a great  story! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Dog.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't and you may even decide you need one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a real character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her she was going to die of this disease......in fact; she was just sure it was fatal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders. The night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought struck her....what would happen to Lucky? Although the three-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog through and through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him! The thought made her sadder than thinking of her own death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, whining and miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. When she arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and left her to nap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she called. It made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. She couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. But panic soon gave way to laughter when Mary realized the problem. She was covered, literally blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the basement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite things in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had covered her with his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, walking further and further together every day. It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky. He still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember.....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessing from God. And never forget....the people who make a difference in our lives are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see someone without a smile today give them one of yours! Live simply.. Love seriously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small request &lt;br /&gt;All you are asked to do is keep this circulating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I pray for the cure of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you are asked to do is keep this circulating, even if it is only to one more person, in memory of anyone you know that has been struck down by cancer or is still fighting their battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wlk7TsdhsY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowflower and the Secret Fan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait until this movie comes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freshnewengland.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous recipes to try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1586785632173743684?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1586785632173743684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1586785632173743684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1586785632173743684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1586785632173743684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/dogs-know-great-story.html' title='Dogs Know a Great Story'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-5170683219241787972</id><published>2011-05-25T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T12:17:04.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Petunia's and White Geraniums</title><content type='html'>There’s a trick to the 'graceful exit.' It begins with the vision to recognize when a job, a life stage, or a relationship is over — and let it go. It means leaving what’s over without denying its validity or its past importance to our lives. It involves a sense of future, a belief that every exit line is an entry, that we are moving up, rather than out." — Ellen Goodman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you see me, do you hear me, does what I say matter to you?" That is what we all hope for, no matter who we are - Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;These final shows have been so fabulous as they all have been.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planted black petunias and white geraniums and then a soft rain fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to have some delicious bean soup and sunflower bread for lunch and then &lt;br /&gt;get all cozy and emotional for the last tribute show to Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad Hines won on Dancing with the Stars.&lt;br /&gt;He is a sweetie and his beloved Mother worked so hard to raise him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-5170683219241787972?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/5170683219241787972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=5170683219241787972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5170683219241787972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/5170683219241787972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-petunias-and-white-geraniums.html' title='Black Petunia&apos;s and White Geraniums'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3981832820857231225</id><published>2011-05-24T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T04:51:01.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silk and the Secret Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXbIT2xQ-BI/TdubgYj9YMI/AAAAAAAAGvM/6ONEe_t9bMc/s1600/1ababeeatjustin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXbIT2xQ-BI/TdubgYj9YMI/AAAAAAAAGvM/6ONEe_t9bMc/s400/1ababeeatjustin3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610248741471477954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to spell love you just feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFjzztJNSwM/TduRGARNS1I/AAAAAAAAGvE/3Y6Fsft_ZKE/s1600/1ababeahrampose3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFjzztJNSwM/TduRGARNS1I/AAAAAAAAGvE/3Y6Fsft_ZKE/s400/1ababeahrampose3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610237293157501778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down the days until our July visit with my Son and his wife..........&lt;br /&gt;It's the things that dreams are made of.............&lt;br /&gt;Sharing memories to last a lifetime ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never watch the movie Silk enough times or listen to the Secret Garden Enough times............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long weekend flew by very quickly as it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a Ruby Tuesday indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who sing pray twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvbRQMXg7cQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these shows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3981832820857231225?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3981832820857231225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3981832820857231225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3981832820857231225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3981832820857231225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/silk-and-secret-garden.html' title='Silk and the Secret Garden'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXbIT2xQ-BI/TdubgYj9YMI/AAAAAAAAGvM/6ONEe_t9bMc/s72-c/1ababeeatjustin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6561885862918887404</id><published>2011-05-23T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T05:29:22.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUJWilx01RQ/TdpTC_T3U2I/AAAAAAAAGu8/AhrfPObquj8/s1600/1ababejustintreemountainhike3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUJWilx01RQ/TdpTC_T3U2I/AAAAAAAAGu8/AhrfPObquj8/s400/1ababejustintreemountainhike3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609887596662969186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph taken by my Son on one of his mountain hikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XW4cMNue4m8&amp;feature=fvst"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see the movie The Tree of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Victoria Day holiday everyone♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6561885862918887404?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6561885862918887404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6561885862918887404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6561885862918887404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6561885862918887404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/tree-of-life.html' title='The Tree of Life'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUJWilx01RQ/TdpTC_T3U2I/AAAAAAAAGu8/AhrfPObquj8/s72-c/1ababejustintreemountainhike3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-48125206159264324</id><published>2011-05-21T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T07:28:02.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eREX93MplG0/TdfLvZvs6BI/AAAAAAAAGu0/elpkAHBqfpk/s1600/1ababyangelphoebenia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eREX93MplG0/TdfLvZvs6BI/AAAAAAAAGu0/elpkAHBqfpk/s400/1ababyangelphoebenia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609175876138493970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photograph taken by my dear friend Nia and her husband of their new bundle from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Princess Phoebe............&lt;br /&gt;and Kallie is a most remarkable big Sister&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following quiz appeared on the web and has been all over the world. See how you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name the 5 wealthiest people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;2. Name the last 5 Heisman Trophy winners.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name the last 5 winners of the Miss America contest.&lt;br /&gt;4. Name 10 people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.&lt;br /&gt;5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor and actress.&lt;br /&gt;6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point: None of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are not second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.&lt;br /&gt;2. Name 3 friends who have helped you through a difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name 3 people who have taught you something worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.&lt;br /&gt;5. Think of 3 people you enjoy spending time with.&lt;br /&gt;6. Name half a dozen heroes whose stories have inspired you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASIER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson: The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money or the most awards. They are the ones who care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://julieliveshere.com/?p=819"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photograph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-48125206159264324?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/48125206159264324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=48125206159264324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/48125206159264324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/48125206159264324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/quiz.html' title='The Quiz'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eREX93MplG0/TdfLvZvs6BI/AAAAAAAAGu0/elpkAHBqfpk/s72-c/1ababyangelphoebenia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3976209892651533875</id><published>2011-05-19T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T08:46:23.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=dffdfe5e83d053baa67801" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=dffdfe5e83d053baa67801&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photographs courtesy of my son Justin and his wife Ahram&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing them all&lt;br /&gt;I love you both so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19RYv6kJc60/TdTX_llI7kI/AAAAAAAAGus/E83zPP79Xvc/s1600/1ababehugs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19RYv6kJc60/TdTX_llI7kI/AAAAAAAAGus/E83zPP79Xvc/s400/1ababehugs3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608344923402726978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source of this photograph unknown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching the final few shows of Oprah and also loving all of her shows on &lt;br /&gt;OWN (Oprah Winfrey Network)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been too wet and rainy to work out in the garden or spend a great deal of time outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne Williamson&lt;br /&gt;In the Mind of God, there's a divine blueprint for a perfect day today, regardless what happened yesterday. We show up for it by forgiving ourselves and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to start watching this series when it commences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMEske3ALcU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan Am&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the sixties era&lt;br /&gt;and the fifties before it♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3976209892651533875?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3976209892651533875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3976209892651533875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3976209892651533875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3976209892651533875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-few-shoes-of-oprah.html' title='Thursday Thoughts'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19RYv6kJc60/TdTX_llI7kI/AAAAAAAAGus/E83zPP79Xvc/s72-c/1ababehugs3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1589222286485000431</id><published>2011-05-18T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:31:28.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Thanks Shelley for the links.&lt;br /&gt;Big hugs&lt;br /&gt;Have been having lots of problems trying to sign into my blog and post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Jeanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean Father Looking for Son&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From Jane's Blog blog (which includes photos):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary K92-180 DOB Feb. 14 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kim Joon Su 김준수&lt;br /&gt;Adoptive Name: “Zachary”&lt;br /&gt;Adopted to the U.S. through Holt&lt;br /&gt;DOB Feb. 14, 1992 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As read on this blog today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettyparrot.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1589222286485000431?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1589222286485000431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1589222286485000431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1589222286485000431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1589222286485000431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/wednesday_18.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8830205757899536696</id><published>2011-05-15T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T06:46:09.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBcu4JmYIxo/Tc_ZD2CToDI/AAAAAAAAGuk/N9BNPryBm28/s1600/1achildren3a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBcu4JmYIxo/Tc_ZD2CToDI/AAAAAAAAGuk/N9BNPryBm28/s400/1achildren3a.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606938721167581234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote as seen on pinterest.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amauYXo3CSA/Tc_Wl8u3peI/AAAAAAAAGuc/VY9qdZvFV6k/s1600/1abirdjustinseoul3ab%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amauYXo3CSA/Tc_Wl8u3peI/AAAAAAAAGuc/VY9qdZvFV6k/s400/1abirdjustinseoul3ab%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606936008545773026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Son on one of his mountain hikes and a bird landed on him.&lt;br /&gt;That is very good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep a green tree in your heart and a singing bird will come♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is raining it is pouring.........&lt;br /&gt;It has certainly been a very wet spring indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;br /&gt;The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite and He bends with you &lt;br /&gt;His might that His arrows may go swift and far.&lt;br /&gt;Let your bending in the archers hand be for gladness;&lt;br /&gt;For eve as He loves the arrow that flies&lt;br /&gt;So he loves also the bow that is stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a great thing, yea, a great and thorough good, by itself it makes everything that is heavey light; and it bears evenly all that is uneven.  For love carries a burden that is no burden, and makes everthing that is bitter sweet and tasteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas A Kempis&lt;br /&gt;The Imitation of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read Ashley Judd's book All that Is Bitter and Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;A great book indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above two quotes were in her book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday everyone♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8830205757899536696?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8830205757899536696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8830205757899536696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8830205757899536696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8830205757899536696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-showers.html' title='Sunday Showers'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BBcu4JmYIxo/Tc_ZD2CToDI/AAAAAAAAGuk/N9BNPryBm28/s72-c/1achildren3a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3576606266308806508</id><published>2011-05-14T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:31:29.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32q7bx9yrjo/Tc7SRzV9u5I/AAAAAAAAGuU/SboDqIenfSg/s1600/1abirdsnestjeannemay2011pinkbow%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32q7bx9yrjo/Tc7SRzV9u5I/AAAAAAAAGuU/SboDqIenfSg/s400/1abirdsnestjeannemay2011pinkbow%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606649789404789650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with hot pink this spring♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said "I don't think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is the man of the house home?", they asked. "No", she said. "He's out." "Then we cannot come in", they replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened. "Go tell them I am home and invite them in!" The woman went out and invited the men in. "We do not go into a House together," they replied. "Why is that?" she wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the old men explained: "His name is Wealth," he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointing to another one, "He is Success, and I am Love." Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. "How nice!!", he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success?" Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion: "Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," said the husband to his wife. "Go out and invite Love to be our guest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success: "I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old men replied together: "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would've stayed out, but since you invited Love, Wherever He goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR WISH FOR YOU... Where there is pain, we wish you peace and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is self-doubting, we wish you a renewed confidence in your ability to work through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion, we wish you understanding, patience, and renewed strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is fear, we wish you love, and courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RIcmIhOesaI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments of love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3576606266308806508?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3576606266308806508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3576606266308806508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3576606266308806508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3576606266308806508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/saturday-sweetness.html' title='Saturday Sweetness'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32q7bx9yrjo/Tc7SRzV9u5I/AAAAAAAAGuU/SboDqIenfSg/s72-c/1abirdsnestjeannemay2011pinkbow%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25285%2529%2B-%2BCopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8288422088900425540</id><published>2011-05-13T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T10:01:23.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Weekend Cha Cha Cha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylkHEipwQOw/Tc1jJ_HtivI/AAAAAAAAGuM/ru8Bu9Hx6mw/s1600/1abirdnestjeannefrontdoor3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylkHEipwQOw/Tc1jJ_HtivI/AAAAAAAAGuM/ru8Bu9Hx6mw/s400/1abirdnestjeannefrontdoor3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606246134359886578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with hot pink this spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black pussy willow stems in the hot pink bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed a great privilege when God's lovely animals and birds adopt us and feel safe.  2 gray cats have adopted me and I feed them well and again a lovely bird nest is at our front door.  The robins eggs have hatched.&lt;br /&gt;All is safe in a home of love and a haven from the storms of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend Weekend Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memory of my fabulous Uncle Tom who went to Heaven 6 years ago today.&lt;br /&gt;We always cherish those we love in Heaven as we did with them on Earth♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E33kIQNPkyc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for putting a fabulous song in my heart♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8288422088900425540?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8288422088900425540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8288422088900425540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8288422088900425540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8288422088900425540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/weekend-weekend-cha-cha-cha.html' title='Weekend Weekend Cha Cha Cha'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylkHEipwQOw/Tc1jJ_HtivI/AAAAAAAAGuM/ru8Bu9Hx6mw/s72-c/1abirdnestjeannefrontdoor3ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8986306468609841297</id><published>2011-05-11T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T09:24:23.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7uZr6f7jFcY/Tcq4IzKAZDI/AAAAAAAAGt8/V9Z4QfC2OFQ/s1600/1abudsofspringjustinasia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7uZr6f7jFcY/Tcq4IzKAZDI/AAAAAAAAGt8/V9Z4QfC2OFQ/s400/1abudsofspringjustinasia.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605495147526644786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph courtesy of my Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.&lt;br /&gt;                Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows&lt;br /&gt;                into trees.  The winds will blow their own freshness&lt;br /&gt;                into you, and the storms their energy, while cares&lt;br /&gt;                will drop off like autumn leaves.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 -- John Muir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8986306468609841297?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8986306468609841297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8986306468609841297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8986306468609841297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8986306468609841297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/photograph-courtesy-of-my-son-climb.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7uZr6f7jFcY/Tcq4IzKAZDI/AAAAAAAAGt8/V9Z4QfC2OFQ/s72-c/1abudsofspringjustinasia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2381393605007543358</id><published>2011-05-10T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:46:20.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.100-0principle.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is another day of showers from Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to enjoy my day in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace is in every step of the way♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading the Ashley Judd book All that is bitter and Sweet&lt;br /&gt;and this is a quote from the inside of the book I have always loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the bows from which your childre as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;br /&gt;The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite&lt;br /&gt;and He bends with you His might that His arrows may go swift and far.&lt;br /&gt;Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;&lt;br /&gt;For even as He loves the arrow that flies,&lt;br /&gt;So he loves also the bow that is stable.&lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran The Prophet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a fellow blogger Sande always gives me new books to look for&lt;br /&gt;She has recommended Please Look After Mom by Korean author&lt;br /&gt;Shin Kyung-Seok the next book I plan to read.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sande♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2381393605007543358?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2381393605007543358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2381393605007543358' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2381393605007543358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2381393605007543358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/rainy-tuesday.html' title='Rainy Tuesday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8939335931559371542</id><published>2011-05-06T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T15:36:49.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KGxDiJVUPo/TcPVkggK0xI/AAAAAAAAGts/67fjwdbgg2M/s1600/1ababebettydondraper3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KGxDiJVUPo/TcPVkggK0xI/AAAAAAAAGts/67fjwdbgg2M/s400/1ababebettydondraper3a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603557184555897618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing a Father can do for his children first of all love their Mother♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rCbPqi3virQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://macca.devstars.eu/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=79486&amp;sid=277bacfa9b60de1bd8b400022aa3815c"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the photographs of the late Linda McCartney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you accomplish in life is a manifestation not so much of what you do, as of what you believe deeply within yourself that you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-b6Og-eKLqY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can never hear this song enough or watch this video enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of you with love today but that is nothing new&lt;br /&gt;I thought about you yesterday and days before that too,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you in silence I often speak your name&lt;br /&gt;All I have are memories and your picture in a frame&lt;br /&gt;Your memory is my keepsake with which I’ll never part&lt;br /&gt;...God has you in His keeping I have you in my heart. Happy Birthday Mom♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8939335931559371542?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8939335931559371542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8939335931559371542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8939335931559371542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8939335931559371542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/motherhood.html' title='Motherhood'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KGxDiJVUPo/TcPVkggK0xI/AAAAAAAAGts/67fjwdbgg2M/s72-c/1ababebettydondraper3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7118802428937400242</id><published>2011-05-06T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T06:08:00.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Mother Counts CD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShqsDuiDHnc/TcPI0R3gziI/AAAAAAAAGtk/7hyQdUWKkqE/s1600/1ababediana3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShqsDuiDHnc/TcPI0R3gziI/AAAAAAAAGtk/7hyQdUWKkqE/s400/1ababediana3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603543161854021154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Diana was such a fabulous Mother&lt;br /&gt;It is so evident in the fabulous sons she had raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Mother Counts CD&lt;br /&gt;I love this so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album tracklisting is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha Wainwright “Leave Behind”&lt;br /&gt;Carla Bruni “Le Loup, La Biche et Le Chevalier (Une Chanson Douce)”&lt;br /&gt;Gwyneth Paltrow “This Woman’s Work”&lt;br /&gt;Madonna “Promise to Try”&lt;br /&gt;Patti Scialfa “Children’s Song”&lt;br /&gt;Toshi Reagon and Bernice Johnson Reagon “There and Back Again, Pt. 2″&lt;br /&gt;Angelique Kidjo “Sweet Lullaby”&lt;br /&gt;Ani DiFranco “Present/Infant” (remix)&lt;br /&gt;Dixie Chicks “Lullaby”&lt;br /&gt;Rosanne Cash “Motherless Children” (acoustic version)&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl Crow “Lullaby for Wyatt”&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Lopez “One Step at a Time”&lt;br /&gt;Karen Elson “The Last Laugh”&lt;br /&gt;Sinead O’Connor “Petit Poulet”&lt;br /&gt;Martha Wainwright “No Woman, No Cry”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7118802428937400242?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7118802428937400242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7118802428937400242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7118802428937400242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7118802428937400242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/every-mother-counts-cd.html' title='Every Mother Counts CD'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShqsDuiDHnc/TcPI0R3gziI/AAAAAAAAGtk/7hyQdUWKkqE/s72-c/1ababediana3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-9221464903832485605</id><published>2011-05-05T03:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T03:14:43.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracle of Love</title><content type='html'>This was sent to me by Heartwarmers via email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MIRACLE OF LOVE&lt;br /&gt;by Joseph Walker    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It was a miracle, I tell you.  An absolute miracle.&lt;br /&gt;   We were in the midst of an 11-hour car trip, and Alexander was done.  He&lt;br /&gt;was only a few weeks old at the time, and he had pretty much been held and&lt;br /&gt;cuddled his whole life long.  This being strapped into a car seat for hours&lt;br /&gt;at a time was for the birds, as far as he was concerned, and he let us know&lt;br /&gt;in no uncertain terms that he was NOT happy.   At first his cries were kind&lt;br /&gt;of sweet and plaintive, and everybody in the car smiled knowingly,&lt;br /&gt;confident that he would soon calm down and go back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;   "He’s just been fed and burped, his diaper is clean and dry, he should&lt;br /&gt;be fine," said his mother, Andrea.  Alexander is Andrea’s first child, and&lt;br /&gt;this was their first long trip together, so they were both very much in a&lt;br /&gt;mode of trying to figure each other out.  But already she had a sense of&lt;br /&gt;her son, and she was confident that all would be well.&lt;br /&gt;   But it wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;   Thirty minutes later Alexander was still crying, and the rest of us were&lt;br /&gt;wondering what was going on.   "Do you want me to pull over?" I asked,&lt;br /&gt;aware that Andrea would not take him out of his car seat to cuddle and&lt;br /&gt;comfort him as long as the car was moving. &lt;br /&gt;   "No," she said.  "Let me try something first."   She leaned up as close&lt;br /&gt;to Alexander’s face as she could get, and began to sing to him:&lt;br /&gt;        You are my sunshine,  My only sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;        You make me happy  When skies are gray.&lt;br /&gt;        You’ll never know, dear,  How much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;        Please don’t take my sunshine away. &lt;br /&gt;   Now, I need to tell you that I have heard Andrea sing hundreds of times.&lt;br /&gt; We sing a lot in our family -- it’s just something that we do (I’d tell&lt;br /&gt;you about our version of "Happy Birthday to You" were it not... well...&lt;br /&gt;indescribable).  But Andrea has taken her singing to another level.  She&lt;br /&gt;has studied voice.  She has worked hard on her singing in great choirs and&lt;br /&gt;as a high school, college and professional actress.  She has sung countless&lt;br /&gt;solos in front of huge audiences.&lt;br /&gt;   In other words, Andrea sings. &lt;br /&gt;   But I’ve never heard her sing quite like how she sang to her baby that&lt;br /&gt;night.  It was a new and difference voice for Andrea.  It was... I don’t&lt;br /&gt;know... tender.  Soft. Sweet.  Gentle.  Which is not to say I’ve never&lt;br /&gt;heard Andrea sing tenderly, softly, sweetly and gently before, because I&lt;br /&gt;have.&lt;br /&gt;   But never quite like this, and never to an audience of one.  There was a&lt;br /&gt;quality about her singing that had nothing at all to do with her talent and&lt;br /&gt;experience -- something that touched me as I drove, even though it clearly&lt;br /&gt;wasn’t intended for me.  I’ll just call it what it felt like.   Love.&lt;br /&gt;   Alexander began to calm almost immediately.  By the time Andrea had sung&lt;br /&gt;through the song three times, he was sleeping.  Comfortably.  Peacefully. &lt;br /&gt;Miraculously.&lt;br /&gt;   Alexander wasn’t comforted by the beauty of his mother’s voice, or by&lt;br /&gt;her musical skill and training.  He was comforted because it WAS his&lt;br /&gt;mother’s voice.  He knew it.  He loved it.  And he knew the owner of that&lt;br /&gt;voice loved him.&lt;br /&gt;   That’s what I heard coming from the back of the car that night.  And&lt;br /&gt;that’s what we celebrate every Mother’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;   It’s the miracle of motherhood.  &lt;br /&gt; The miracle of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        -- Joseph Walker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-9221464903832485605?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/9221464903832485605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=9221464903832485605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/9221464903832485605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/9221464903832485605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/miracle-of-love.html' title='The Miracle of Love'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4940941807561260621</id><published>2011-05-03T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T04:59:12.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Light Within you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wYbVdytLFBc/Tb_ijOABqAI/AAAAAAAAGtc/nTttITGfGA4/s1600/1abalisunjustin3abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wYbVdytLFBc/Tb_ijOABqAI/AAAAAAAAGtc/nTttITGfGA4/s400/1abalisunjustin3abc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602445556153690114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph taken by my Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne Williamson&lt;br /&gt;The Light within you is a spiritual magnet, transmuting chaos and attracting harmony. Darkness cannot stand in its midst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bbYyvuyYj0&amp;feature=youtu.be"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Harry speaking of his late beloved Mother"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kookiness.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful friend Nia has another new Princess to welcome into the world&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Phoebe♥&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to you all.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all so very much♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.  She never existed before.  The woman existed, but the mother, never.  A mother is something absolutely new.  ~Rajneesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4940941807561260621?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4940941807561260621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4940941807561260621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4940941807561260621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4940941807561260621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/light-within-you.html' title='The Light Within you'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wYbVdytLFBc/Tb_ijOABqAI/AAAAAAAAGtc/nTttITGfGA4/s72-c/1abalisunjustin3abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-7269916345049709474</id><published>2011-05-02T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T04:14:10.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A true friend</title><content type='html'>Dalai Lama&lt;br /&gt;Friends, genuine friends, are attracted by a warm heart, not money, not power. A genuine friend considers you as just another human being, as a brother or sister, and shows affection on that level, regardless of whether you are rich or poor, or in a high position; that is a genuine friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.  ~Washington Irving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qUvvJOg6jXI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-7269916345049709474?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/7269916345049709474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=7269916345049709474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7269916345049709474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/7269916345049709474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/true-friend.html' title='A true friend'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3031970564016301356</id><published>2011-05-01T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T06:03:04.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Rabbit</title><content type='html'>Rabbit Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Month of May bless us well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May is a month that more than ever reminds me of my late beloved Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her birthday May 6th and of course Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite readings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My Mother, My Friend * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young mother set her foot on the path of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this the long way?" asked the young mother as she set her foot on the path of life. And the Guide said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, and the way is hard, and you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed them, taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a bike, and reminded them to feed the dog and do their homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on them and the young mother cried,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the nights came, and the storms, and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her arms. The children said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A little patience and we are there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the children climbed and as they climbed they learned to weather the storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the world. Year after year she showed them compassion, understanding, hope, but most of all unconditional love. And when they reached the top they said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother, we could not have done it without you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years. The mother grew old and she became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And the mother, when she lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned so much and are now passing these traits on to their children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her, and gave her strength, just as she had given them hers. One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And Mother said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with dignity and pride, with their heads held high, and so can their children after them." And the children said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We cannot see her, but she is with us still."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother is more than a memory. She is a living presence. Your Mother is always with you. She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, she's your breath in the air on a cold winters day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is your birthday morning. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother shows through in every emotion - happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow - and all the while hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the place you came from, your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not time, not space - not even death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ~ Written for Good Housekeeping Magazine in 1933 by Temple Bailey ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3031970564016301356?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3031970564016301356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3031970564016301356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3031970564016301356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3031970564016301356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/05/rabbit-rabbit.html' title='Rabbit Rabbit'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4522669450129245278</id><published>2011-04-30T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T05:09:06.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HRH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSRO-GLdi0Y/Tbv7plKfxrI/AAAAAAAAGtU/PQtkLrp5vh4/s1600/1ababemelissabuckinghampalace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSRO-GLdi0Y/Tbv7plKfxrI/AAAAAAAAGtU/PQtkLrp5vh4/s400/1ababemelissabuckinghampalace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601347253334689458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fabulous relative Melissa&lt;br /&gt;and her friend were lucky enough to be in England at the time of the Royal&lt;br /&gt;Wedding the photograph above and below were taken by her.........&lt;br /&gt;We all have fairytale fever♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1bB0WdsFM0/Tbv7iSvXm2I/AAAAAAAAGtM/WjRcrOhp-M4/s1600/1ababemelissaenglandroyalwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1bB0WdsFM0/Tbv7iSvXm2I/AAAAAAAAGtM/WjRcrOhp-M4/s400/1ababemelissaenglandroyalwedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601347128129985378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Royal Highness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=de403001d1428f0c8166f3" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=de403001d1428f0c8166f3&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4522669450129245278?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4522669450129245278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4522669450129245278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4522669450129245278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4522669450129245278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/hrh.html' title='HRH'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSRO-GLdi0Y/Tbv7plKfxrI/AAAAAAAAGtU/PQtkLrp5vh4/s72-c/1ababemelissabuckinghampalace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4570566394053357031</id><published>2011-04-28T03:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:22:19.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Love and the Day Before the Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5Ia5CqpfgQ/Tbk8jFkijmI/AAAAAAAAGss/hWe3s_LESlc/s1600/1ababylovejeanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5Ia5CqpfgQ/Tbk8jFkijmI/AAAAAAAAGss/hWe3s_LESlc/s400/1ababylovejeanne.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600574185100447330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful friend Nia is a proud new Mother of a new beautiful daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Her second child.  She already has a Princess at home a new big Sister Kallie&lt;br /&gt;can hardly wait until Mom and new Sister come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies are bits of stardust handblown by God's own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Jeanne♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my Tiara on and all set to watch the Royal wedding&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow AM............&lt;br /&gt;And they lived happily ever after♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day before the wedding&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The day before the wedding.. &lt;br /&gt;The bride sings to her lover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broad were the leaves on the lofty tree— &lt;br /&gt;Why came you not last night to me? &lt;br /&gt;I wonder! But of course &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you had no horse! &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you lost your way! &lt;br /&gt;Your mother made you stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her lover replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the horse and the way I knew, &lt;br /&gt;And my mother kept me not from you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my youngest sister loves you not. &lt;br /&gt;She hid my saddle in some strange spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest sister sought and found— &lt;br /&gt;Swift on my horse’s back ’twas bound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She whispered, “Try and get there soon, &lt;br /&gt;Riding along by the light o’ the moon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In body brave keep a good head, &lt;br /&gt;Brother o’ mine,” she laughing said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In Sweetheart Land there’s much to learn, &lt;br /&gt;The road has many a curve and turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t lose your horse, don’t go astray! &lt;br /&gt;Ride—ere yet dawns your wedding day.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day before the Wedding &lt;br /&gt;By Florence Randal Livesay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From “Slavic Songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse as read on the blog&lt;br /&gt;The Dutchess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedutchesss.blogspot.com/Thank you"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dutchess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit this beautiful blog if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWGd3-3CfMg&amp;feature=player_embedded#at=18"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4570566394053357031?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4570566394053357031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4570566394053357031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4570566394053357031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4570566394053357031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-love.html' title='Baby Love and the Day Before the Wedding'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5Ia5CqpfgQ/Tbk8jFkijmI/AAAAAAAAGss/hWe3s_LESlc/s72-c/1ababylovejeanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-4311248361064787013</id><published>2011-04-26T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T04:36:10.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FW2HwyhuumY/TbaqIaIkEdI/AAAAAAAAGsk/S-J_IAEjJu0/s1600/1ababejeannelovesign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FW2HwyhuumY/TbaqIaIkEdI/AAAAAAAAGsk/S-J_IAEjJu0/s400/1ababejeannelovesign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599850248112706002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbol for Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace." ~ Buehner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire month of April has been pretty much wet and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;April showers bring May flowers.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see an abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arvinddevalia.com/blog/2010/10/19/9-powerful-steps-to-get-whatever-you-want-in-life/&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Steps to get what you want in life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-4311248361064787013?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/4311248361064787013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=4311248361064787013' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4311248361064787013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/4311248361064787013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/ruby-tuesday_26.html' title='Ruby Tuesday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FW2HwyhuumY/TbaqIaIkEdI/AAAAAAAAGsk/S-J_IAEjJu0/s72-c/1ababejeannelovesign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-1985037027195683374</id><published>2011-04-25T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T04:00:02.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>A member on my husbands side of the family passed away&lt;br /&gt;on Easter Morning.&lt;br /&gt;Our love and prayers and deepest sympathy&lt;br /&gt;to all the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who live forever in our hearts are never far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas James Pitblado  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitation&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday April 26, 2011&lt;br /&gt;2:00-4:00 &amp; 7:00-9:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Parish Prayers 3:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;McKinlay Funeral Home&lt;br /&gt;Chatham&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Mass&lt;br /&gt;10:00 a.m. Wednesday April 27, 2011&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church&lt;br /&gt;Chatham&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Donations&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Cancer Society&lt;br /&gt;Charity of Your Choice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pitblado, Douglas James, a resident of Chatham. Douglas James Pitblado passed away peacefully at his residence with his family at his side on Sunday April 24, 2011 at the age of 34. Born in Chatham cherished son of Diane (Cass) Pitblado, Chatham and the late Dr. Ronald E. Pitblado. (2009). Beloved husband of Kathryn Kovacs-Pitblado. Dear father of Georgia &amp; James Pitblado. Brother of Dave Pitblado &amp; Leia Patzernuk, Burlington. Special son-in-law of Jim &amp; Judy Kovacs, Chatham. Brother-in-law of Carolyn &amp; Aaron Marcotte, LaSalle, and their children Rachel &amp; Jack and Rick &amp; Tanya Kovacs, Belle River and their children Dylan &amp; Blaine. Also survived by Kathryn’s grandfather Murray Wilcox, Chatham Twsp. and several aunts, uncles and cousins. Friends will be received at the Funeral Home, 459 St. Clair St., Chatham on Tuesday April 26, 2011 from 2:00-4:00 &amp; 7:00-9:00 p.m. Parish Prayers will be offered at the Funeral Home on Tuesday at 3:30 p.m. The Funeral Mass will be celebrated on Wednesday at 10:00 a.m. at Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church with Fr. Daniel Bombardier celebrant. Cremation to follow with Interment in Maple Leaf Cemetery, Chatham at a later date. Donations in Memory of Douglas to the Canadian Cancer Society or Charity of Choice would be appreciated in lieu of flowers. Online condolences may be left at www.mckinlayfuneralhome.com McKinlay Funeral Home, 459 St. Clair St., Chatham (519)351-2040&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-1985037027195683374?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/1985037027195683374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=1985037027195683374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1985037027195683374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/1985037027195683374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-8978651932351348171</id><published>2011-04-24T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:56:37.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sC31mIXiD1M/TbQrKtfoDHI/AAAAAAAAGsc/IshRx6cIj4w/s1600/1abirdjustinseoul3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sC31mIXiD1M/TbQrKtfoDHI/AAAAAAAAGsc/IshRx6cIj4w/s400/1abirdjustinseoul3ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599147699739298930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Son and his wife love nature and all animals and birds as I do.&lt;br /&gt;Photograph courtesy of my Son's photographs taken on his hike on the weekend&lt;br /&gt;in Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are out in nature we are in communiong with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teHvLh6K52I/TbQFAHXaRuI/AAAAAAAAGsU/SXlO6CHR15k/s1600/1ababestones3a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teHvLh6K52I/TbQFAHXaRuI/AAAAAAAAGsU/SXlO6CHR15k/s400/1ababestones3a.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599105736263747298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice and Give thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter Day the veil between time and eternity thins to gossamer.  ~Douglas Horton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.  ~S.D. Gordon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words below as read on a dear friends blog&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the angel answered and said to&lt;br /&gt;the women, "Do not be afraid, for&lt;br /&gt;I know that you seek&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;who was crucified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not here; for He is risen,&lt;br /&gt;as He said.  Come see the place where&lt;br /&gt;He lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 28: 5-6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 nails&lt;br /&gt;1 cross&lt;br /&gt;4 give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..(\(\...../)/) ..............(\(\......./)/)&lt;br /&gt;..( '.')....('.' ) ..............( '.')... ('.' ) Happy Easter Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;o(_")").(“(“_)o. ........ o(_")").("("_)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-8978651932351348171?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/8978651932351348171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=8978651932351348171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8978651932351348171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/8978651932351348171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sC31mIXiD1M/TbQrKtfoDHI/AAAAAAAAGsc/IshRx6cIj4w/s72-c/1abirdjustinseoul3ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6848914340168876106</id><published>2011-04-23T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T05:34:00.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7S4pEU5Itw/TbLHM2Fz-CI/AAAAAAAAGsM/xFAbDihABvQ/s1600/1ababewordspoohquote3bc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7S4pEU5Itw/TbLHM2Fz-CI/AAAAAAAAGsM/xFAbDihABvQ/s400/1ababewordspoohquote3bc.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598756310267197474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband and Wife Week--If your spouse is your best friend, works hard, has been with you through thick and thin, who loves you when you're at your worst, and to whom you are PROUD to be married, tell the world I just did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen." &lt;br /&gt;— Elisabeth Kübler-Ross&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6848914340168876106?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6848914340168876106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6848914340168876106' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6848914340168876106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6848914340168876106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-holy-saturday.html' title='Happy Holy Saturday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7S4pEU5Itw/TbLHM2Fz-CI/AAAAAAAAGsM/xFAbDihABvQ/s72-c/1ababewordspoohquote3bc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-851013833787515327</id><published>2011-04-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T09:19:14.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk</title><content type='html'>Subject: Walk!&lt;br /&gt;He could hear the crowds screaming "crucify" "crucify"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could hear the hatred in their voices,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were his chosen people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they were going to crucify him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was beaten, bleeding and weakened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart was broken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still He walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could see the crowd as he came from the palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew each of the faces so well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had created them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew every smile, every laugh, and every shed tear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now they were contorted with rage and anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart broke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still He walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His disciples had left, denied, and even betrayed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He searched the crowd for a loving face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he saw very few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he turned his eyes to the only one that mattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that he would never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked back at the crowd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the people who were spitting at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing rocks at him and mocking him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He knew that because of Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for them, He walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of the hammer striking the spikes echoed through the crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheers of the crowd, as his hands and feet were nailed to the cross, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intensified with each blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God's heart broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had let His son walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus could have asked God to end his suffering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead He asked God to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forgive him, but to forgive the ones who were persecuting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he hung on that cross, dying an unimaginable death,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked out and saw, not only the faces in the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also, the face of every person yet to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his heart filled with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As his body was dying, his heart was alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alive with the limitless, unconditional love he feels for each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why He walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I forget how much My God loves me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I remember his walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wonder if I can be forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I remember his walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need to be reminded of how to live like Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I think of his walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to show him how much I love him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I wake up each morning, turn my eyes to him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......And I walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-851013833787515327?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/851013833787515327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=851013833787515327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/851013833787515327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/851013833787515327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/walk.html' title='Walk'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-2059181072719182215</id><published>2011-04-20T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T05:51:21.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfeXxkbgCVE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Service&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪ HALLELUJAH ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪ hallelujah ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪ &lt;br /&gt;The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring. &lt;br /&gt;(Bern Williams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kyJrWVPmvo&amp;feature=share"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash Mob in Windsor Ontario&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyCtRXWz4Cs&amp;feature=player_embedded#at=65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little White Lies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-2059181072719182215?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/2059181072719182215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=2059181072719182215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2059181072719182215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/2059181072719182215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/get-service.html' title='Get Service'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3890569391736883356</id><published>2011-04-19T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T08:04:50.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pencil Maker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGB3jR5BGCI/Ta1sMlIGmEI/AAAAAAAAGsE/uP98a5YXI9M/s1600/1abalihoneymoonkissjustinahram3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGB3jR5BGCI/Ta1sMlIGmEI/AAAAAAAAGsE/uP98a5YXI9M/s400/1abalihoneymoonkissjustinahram3a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597248875271723074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph of my Son and his wife courtesy of both of them♥&lt;br /&gt;Only the heart knows how to find what is most precious♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat the words over and over again&lt;br /&gt;I love you both with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter my darlings.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait until July♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been my experience that whenever one human being reaches out to another in compassion, a bridge is built. A bridge which leads out of despair, into the light of hope and the possibility that tomorrow will hold a few less tears than yesterday. Dr. Maithri Goonetilleke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are 5 things you need to know," he told the pencil, "Before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in Someone's hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you'll need it to become a better pencil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Four: The most important part of you will always be what's inside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And Five: On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now replacing the place of the pencil with you. Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best person you can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in God's hand. And allow other human beings to access you for the many gifts you possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, by going through various problems in life, but you'll need it to become a stronger person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four: The most important part of you will always be what's on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Five: On every surface you walk through, you must leave your mark. No matter what the situation, you must continue to do your duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow this parable on the pencil to encourage you to know that you are a special person and only you can fulfill the purpose to which you were born to accomplish. Never allow yourself to get discouraged and think that your life is insignificant and cannot make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3890569391736883356?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3890569391736883356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3890569391736883356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3890569391736883356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3890569391736883356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/ruby-tuesday.html' title='The Pencil Maker'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGB3jR5BGCI/Ta1sMlIGmEI/AAAAAAAAGsE/uP98a5YXI9M/s72-c/1abalihoneymoonkissjustinahram3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-3382924608526688923</id><published>2011-04-18T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T10:08:01.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewx0gRjzQJk/TaxvyVqafRI/AAAAAAAAGr8/k214lpB2ZiQ/s1600/1ababyniakalliea.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewx0gRjzQJk/TaxvyVqafRI/AAAAAAAAGr8/k214lpB2ZiQ/s400/1ababyniakalliea.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596971347513867538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph courtesy of my darling friend Nia&lt;br /&gt;I am so anxious for another new bundle to arrive from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;very soon for you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mama Nia♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3wTWWjYTe1I&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to laugh and giggle each day it is so good for your soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and count your many blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2011/OPINION/04/17/ebert.voice/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your many blessings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as read on this fabulous blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dennisselisseth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-3382924608526688923?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/3382924608526688923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=3382924608526688923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3382924608526688923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/3382924608526688923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewx0gRjzQJk/TaxvyVqafRI/AAAAAAAAGr8/k214lpB2ZiQ/s72-c/1ababyniakalliea.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30202861.post-6176974183671894725</id><published>2011-04-16T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T07:01:56.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_YOG3jMlV4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Message of Hope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Rob♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30202861-6176974183671894725?l=jeannesbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/6176974183671894725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30202861&amp;postID=6176974183671894725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6176974183671894725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30202861/posts/default/6176974183671894725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeannesbliss.blogspot.com/2011/04/message-of-hope.html' title='A Message of Hope'/><author><name>Jeanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16734743330025974332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1994/3234/1600/1angels3pic.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
