<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:26:26.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morrill men and Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-4205333227605384911</id><published>2009-10-12T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:40:02.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My stores....</title><content type='html'>This is more for me then anyone else, but I liked that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogged&lt;/span&gt; about this last year so I could just look back to see what I had canned and if it was enough! This year I have 110 pints of salsa (I only had to buy onions!!!). I planted 8 tomato plants 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Roma&lt;/span&gt; and 4 slicers, but one of the slicers did not make it. I planted 12 green pepper plants and was blessed by the bounty of others for my hot peppers. I have around 42 quarts of grape juice. Once again the bounty of others!!! I did two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;generous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bushels&lt;/span&gt; of purple and 7 quarts of white. With a big THANK YOU to Laurie I have 23 pints of apple sauce (glad we did it twice) which is being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eaten&lt;/span&gt; faster then I thought, so think of all the extra fun we can have next year:) (and 2 quarts of apple pie filling which is almost to pretty to eat.) Went a little crazy on the peaches this year 55 quarts of peaches we just missed having enough last year. 10 quarts of pears. I will give them one more chance, but if they don't improve I don't know if I will do pears again. And I STILL have 14 bottles of pickles. I hope if you do read through this you enjoyed your canning season as much as me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-4205333227605384911?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4205333227605384911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=4205333227605384911' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/4205333227605384911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/4205333227605384911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-store.html' title='My stores....'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-4381874598617741072</id><published>2009-09-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:02:32.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to Colorado</title><content type='html'>Eric had the opportunity to come to Colorado to redo his brother's roof. We all thought it would be a fun trip for the whole family, so we all decided to come. Eric has his contractor accounts at home and decide we could save quite a bit of money if we bought our shingles at home and brought them with us. We headed out in the big truck with a heavy load thinking we are going to be on the road for a long time, but we made it to our halfway point in record time (we had a little motivation we were trying to beat Laurie here). Mostly I think it was because the boys are bigger now and we just didn't need to stop as much. Eric and I had talked about staying on the freeway the whole way instead of taking the hwy cut off that we normally do, but when it came time to decide the freeway had been closed and we had to take the hwy. The kids were comfortable and everything was going great until we cam over the top of a hill and around a curve then this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SsOEhJF9B6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/pLa1vPs3SmQ/s1600-h/100_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387295284176684962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SsOEhJF9B6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/pLa1vPs3SmQ/s400/100_0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SsOGWoalC-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/tFmn8MhOSuQ/s1600-h/100_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387297302629387234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SsOGWoalC-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/tFmn8MhOSuQ/s400/100_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully everyone is just fine. It was our whole family in our truck and a couple and their two dogs in the other truck. I know that we are fine because of the fast thinking of Eric and we had prayed before we left so that we would be safe. We were truly blessed not even bruises from the seat belts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-4381874598617741072?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4381874598617741072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=4381874598617741072' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/4381874598617741072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/4381874598617741072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-trip-to-colorado.html' title='My Trip to Colorado'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SsOEhJF9B6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/pLa1vPs3SmQ/s72-c/100_0928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-6054720388007567263</id><published>2009-05-26T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:17:05.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone interested????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it has been a while since I have posted anything and I am hoping to get some response back on this one, and there just may not be to many lookers:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway I am just wondering if anyone (or how many) would be interested in a wii bowling league.  Before you just say HECK YA please consider that it would be a comitment.  I am hoping to have teams of 2 and do it on Friday night for date night maybe like once a month and go for about a year.  To start it off I was thinking about a kick off dinner one night and bowl for our average.  Then on our bowling night two teams (couples) would get together and have a night of bowling and fun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If anyone has suggestions or tips on how to do this I would also love to hear those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look forward to your comments:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Disclaimer:  A wii or wii remotes are not required to play but may be fun to bowl with your own remote and mii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-6054720388007567263?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6054720388007567263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=6054720388007567263' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/6054720388007567263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/6054720388007567263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/05/anyone-interested.html' title='Anyone interested????'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-2116401443576715493</id><published>2009-05-21T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:09:32.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A step in the right direction!!</title><content type='html'>Ladies it has been a long time since I have done anything like this:)  I was going to take pictures and totally forgot.  OH MAN... At least this is a step in the right direction;) SO here is the break down, Marci won the GRAND prize of dinner, movie, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bunko&lt;/span&gt; for next month.  I have just cleaned up the punches since I gave out table prizes and I totally can not remember who I gave them too??? (they are $15 walkers certificates if anyone is wondering)  But Natasha won traveler (and I think a table prize), and Annie got the loser prize.  The last two prizes where the same a basket of candy and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;redbox&lt;/span&gt; rental).  Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our treat we had a Chocolate Cherry Cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg Chocolate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fudge&lt;/span&gt; cake mix&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. almond extract&lt;br /&gt;1 can cherry pie filling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mix all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ingredients&lt;/span&gt; together and bake at 350 for 35-40 min in 9 X 13 (28-33 min in 10 X 15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosting&lt;br /&gt;1 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c. butter&lt;br /&gt;1 c. chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mix sugar, milk, and butter until all mixed together then add chocolate chips until melted.  pour over cooled cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for coming I love it when we get together:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-2116401443576715493?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2116401443576715493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=2116401443576715493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/2116401443576715493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/2116401443576715493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/05/step-in-right-direction.html' title='A step in the right direction!!'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-7942169181305351617</id><published>2009-02-15T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:23:09.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terry's Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SZhBEwpaGMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CBWrh8tVYpY/s1600-h/tv_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303060111262619842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SZhBEwpaGMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CBWrh8tVYpY/s400/tv_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to be placing an order to Terry's Village if I can get $500 so there will be a 40% discount before shipping. Shipping these days is about 11% (crazy gas prices:) so you end up paying about 30% less then the price you see even one sale items! With the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;catalog&lt;/span&gt; I have now I will need to know your order by MARCH 3. Like I did mention I do have a catalog but this offer is good for anything on the web sight &lt;a href="http://www.terrysvillage.com/"&gt;www.terrysvillage.com&lt;/a&gt;. If you are even interested just let me know and I will be more then happy to call you before I place the order. Thanks Ladies tell anyone you think would be interested!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-7942169181305351617?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7942169181305351617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=7942169181305351617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/7942169181305351617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/7942169181305351617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/02/terrys-village.html' title='Terry&apos;s Village'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SZhBEwpaGMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CBWrh8tVYpY/s72-c/tv_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-2413020079361440110</id><published>2009-02-11T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:11:11.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Parker has a little bit of a flare for the dramatic (I have no idea where he gets it:) but he has done and said a couple of cute things lately that leave me thinking WHAT.......  I love to tell these funny stories about my Parker and I do want to remember these moments so I am posting these stories here:)  The 1st funny story happened the first day at church after T.J. came home from the hospital.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; is a big motivator at are house and we told Parker he could only play the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; after church IF he was reverent, so as soon as he got home from church he came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; into me telling me he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reverent&lt;/span&gt; the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time!!!!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; thought he was kicked out of class so I asked him if he was kick out of class (This is the funny part but you are going to have to imagine the actions in your head) he told while kicking his leg that he was not kicked out of class but that he was put out of class, this he said while pretending to put his hands on someones shoulders and put them out of class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This next story of  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Parkers&lt;/span&gt; is even more WHAT....He came home from school the other day and told me he had gotten a bloody nose that day at school.  As all curious mothers would I asked him how he got it he told me that he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to stop another boy from playing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kylee&lt;/span&gt;.  He fell on this boy and hit his nose on his head and got a bloody nose:)  Why is my 5 year old fighting over girls already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-2413020079361440110?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2413020079361440110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=2413020079361440110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/2413020079361440110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/2413020079361440110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html' title='What......'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-7881653537314586320</id><published>2009-01-24T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:24:44.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I figured out the Camera:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2jTnnjNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j7brqCx7JBM/s1600-h/100_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295096873326447826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2jTnnjNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j7brqCx7JBM/s320/100_0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2jCuJDKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/s_1akmlAhzg/s1600-h/100_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295096868790406306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2jCuJDKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/s_1akmlAhzg/s320/100_0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2i2Y3ohI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JmBuhxGrTe0/s1600-h/100_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295096865479959058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2i2Y3ohI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JmBuhxGrTe0/s320/100_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295096855174784450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2iP_7JcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Vctt4WS5we8/s320/100_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2iIRGvZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/q3Mk0PaDcNg/s1600-h/100_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295096853099363730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2iIRGvZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/q3Mk0PaDcNg/s320/100_0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry it took me a min (OK a few hours) to figure out this new camera. But here are some pictures of our new little guy Thomas John complete with Papa Kelly's nose and Aunt Laurie's lips:)  So needless to say I will figure out photobucket (or whatever it is an other night!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-7881653537314586320?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7881653537314586320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=7881653537314586320' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/7881653537314586320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/7881653537314586320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-figured-out-camera.html' title='I figured out the Camera:)'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SXv2jTnnjNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j7brqCx7JBM/s72-c/100_0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-3477599301168772412</id><published>2009-01-24T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:19:10.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HE'S HERE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have had a big week here at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Morrill&lt;/span&gt; house! It started with the boys going to Grandma E's house for a sleep over because Eric and I had to be to the hospital by 6:15 in the morning to get ready for my C-section. It was great Annie was there to get me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prepped&lt;/span&gt; and prepared for what was going to happen!!!!!! It was good to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;translator&lt;/span&gt; there to help me through all the drug lingo and I have gotten sick after both my other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;babies&lt;/span&gt; so Annie new there was something to help with that and I didn't even come close to throwing up on my new baby:) So our T.J. (Thomas John) came like the others did no real problems and healthy I am the luckiest mom alive!!! He is just a little guy 7 lbs. and 19 1/4 inches (I forgot how small they are when they come), but a great sleeper. If you catch this before I get some pictures up know they are coming, so check back again soon:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-3477599301168772412?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3477599301168772412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=3477599301168772412' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/3477599301168772412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/3477599301168772412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2009/01/hes-here.html' title='HE&apos;S HERE!!!!'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-123413450760853056</id><published>2008-12-29T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:19:08.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normy will be Normy</title><content type='html'>So we just had a funny moment with Normy and since it has been so long since my last post I thought this is what I could tell you about.  We sat down for dinner and we had some yummy baked ziti (thank you Britney) and Normy chose peas to have for his veggie.  Not a surprise he loves peas and eats them quite often that is why what happened next WAS a surprise.  Eric and I are sitting on either side of him and don't notice anything until he starts to sniff and giggle a little to himself, then he says to us "how do I get it out of there".  With the great parenting going on neither one of us new what had happened so I asked "what's in there".  He answered "with one of my peas"  in between sniffs and giggles.  Luckily we were able to stop the sniffing soon enough that he could still blow it out.  Eric and I have been laughing about it all night:)  HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-123413450760853056?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/123413450760853056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=123413450760853056' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/123413450760853056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/123413450760853056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/12/normy-will-be-normy.html' title='Normy will be Normy'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-1307418432457599004</id><published>2008-12-08T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:07:15.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Matty down, but check out this cute kid:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/ST3lKX27mUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9Z9ItjAVeHk/s1600-h/103_0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277626304713955650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/ST3lKX27mUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9Z9ItjAVeHk/s320/103_0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The holidays have not even really gotten crazy for us yet but it has been hard for me to sit down and do this. Even though I have something super fun to blog about. Parker turned FIVE he has been talking about turning five since his third birthday. He would spin himself around and tell people to watch him to see how fast he could TURN five, and now it has finally come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277626307969019154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/ST3lKj-_7RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4JcFInplFg8/s320/103_0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are counting 26 cute little heads in this picture (thanks to Annie risking her life to get this picture) it was the greatest party ever:) Parker loved it and loved having everyone there to wish him happy birthday! I had asked Parker who he wanted to invite to his birthday party and since he had not had one before he wanted to invite everyone he could think of. And since I had never given him a birthday party before I thought it was a great idea. It was fun and furious the whole time I planned a half dozen activities and each on lasted about 5 min including explaining the rules and then it was pure &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CRAZINESS&lt;/span&gt; and running around until we could get them settled for the next activity. I would not have had it any other way I am glad Parker loves to have his friends around him, and that I will do when there are no friends to be found.&lt;/span&gt; + you buddy:) +MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-1307418432457599004?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1307418432457599004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=1307418432457599004' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/1307418432457599004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/1307418432457599004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/12/moving-matty-down-but-check-out-this.html' title='Moving Matty down, but check out this cute kid:)'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/ST3lKX27mUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9Z9ItjAVeHk/s72-c/103_0443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-1450317142378560630</id><published>2008-11-21T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:58:12.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Final 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www2.survivor.com/survivor/_17/2008/08/bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I used to be able to talk about this at work, but now that I am home with my 2 boys they are not very interested:) I am a huge survivor fan, and if you missed last night it was a GOOD one. As like every season it is hard to stay true at the first of the game, because you don't really care what happens, but now we are to the point in the game where you have your favorites and it is fun to watch the game go!!! Sugar and Bob made a move together last night (the greatest move ever at least the most entertaining move ever) and I never would have thought they would play the game together. Anyway here are my top three in order of how I would like them to win the million: Bob, Matty, and Sugar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://www2.survivor.com/survivor/_17/2008/08/bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.survivor.com/survivor/_17/2008/08/matty.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://www2.survivor.com/survivor/_17/2008/08/matty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.survivor.com/survivor/_17/2008/08/sugar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 499px" alt="" src="http://www2.survivor.com/survivor/_17/2008/08/sugar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just watching the show I do think it could be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt; that it could end up this way, but watching the extras has made me a little unsure. All I know is that if it does end up this way I will be watching next season for sure!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-1450317142378560630?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1450317142378560630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=1450317142378560630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/1450317142378560630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/1450317142378560630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-final-3.html' title='My Final 3!'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-767844936249284313</id><published>2008-11-12T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:16:57.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanted to do something fun:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I have been craving cookie dough for a long long time, but have had a hard time justifying making cookie dough just to eat it. Well yesterday I thought what the heck we are going to do it today! Well I got the boys up to the counter and we all took turns adding ingredients (even the eggs). It was great everyone loved it and believe it or not there was not a huge mess by the time all the stuff was mixing. The time came for the best part to lick the beaters. We gave them to the boys and they loved it. SEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRr-bGwToWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aOh2hI0kAHM/s1600-h/103_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267802455786365282" style="WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRr-bGwToWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aOh2hI0kAHM/s320/103_0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRr-Nkc7dAI/AAAAAAAAADI/AZWvRrUBLxM/s1600-h/103_0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267802223239984130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRr-Nkc7dAI/AAAAAAAAADI/AZWvRrUBLxM/s320/103_0359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after the beaters we moved to spoons. Apparently not a good move for my children. I think Parker may have had two spoonfuls when he climbed off his chair with a little bit of a sick look on his face. Things did not go as well with Normy. He had one spoonful and before that was gone he had to climb off his chair and "choke" in the toilet. The "choke" comes from Parker having his sensitive gag reflex so when Parker chokes he pukes so Normy knowing what to do when he fells a "choke" coming on we owe to Parker puking so much. At least that good has come from dealing with so much puke:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-767844936249284313?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/767844936249284313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=767844936249284313' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/767844936249284313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/767844936249284313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-wanted-to-do-something-fun.html' title='I just wanted to do something fun:)'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRr-bGwToWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aOh2hI0kAHM/s72-c/103_0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-7414533220783752784</id><published>2008-11-11T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:07:56.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY GRANDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRnxoH9MYDI/AAAAAAAAADA/iUZ_vOVRDbQ/s1600-h/100_5750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267506910819278898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRnxoH9MYDI/AAAAAAAAADA/iUZ_vOVRDbQ/s400/100_5750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My grandad moved on from this life yesterday, but I am not doing this so people will feel sorry for me. I want to take this chance to write down the things that I remember and love about MY GRANDAD. Probably one of my biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; is that he was always ready to trade you what you had in your pocket for what he had in his. He would even love it if it worked out in his favor. He is part of the reason the smell of coffee brings happy memories to me. It comes from the many very anticipated sleepovers that I would get each summer as a child. I would love to sit out on his driveway in the evening so we could talk to the neighbors that would walk by. He was one of the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ticklers&lt;/span&gt; that I ever knew. I have very vivid memories finding him cactus for his cactus garden. It was always fun to bird watch with him even if it was just from the kitchen table into the backyard. There were so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; kinds of birds to see. I will always love and miss my Grandad but now I KNOW that he knows how much he means to me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-7414533220783752784?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7414533220783752784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=7414533220783752784' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/7414533220783752784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/7414533220783752784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-grandad.html' title='MY GRANDAD'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SRnxoH9MYDI/AAAAAAAAADA/iUZ_vOVRDbQ/s72-c/100_5750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-6506752699702038369</id><published>2008-11-07T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:54:45.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I + my Normy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other night we were having dinner (this dinner was a pretty good dinner for the Morrill family it consisted of all the major food groups)and Parker was doing his usual complaining about not liking any of the food.  Parker has never been a good eater:(  Normy will try anything and usually like it.  This night was no different except for he tried it and then said everything in this dinner is BA-LICIOUS.  I really needed something like that it made me smile all the way through:)  Sorry about no picture for a while, but I lost my camera, have found it again so stand by!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-6506752699702038369?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6506752699702038369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=6506752699702038369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/6506752699702038369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/6506752699702038369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-why-i-my-normy.html' title='This is why I + my Normy'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-4019888976217919510</id><published>2008-11-05T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:14:58.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is TODAY!</title><content type='html'>Maddox rocks! You will be able to order Any Family Meal at the take out on Nov. 5th and the profit ($10 for family of 4 $5 for family of 2 meal) will be given to Daryl and Ashely Larsen. Any meal people! Eat Extra! The menu can be view at &lt;a href="http://www.maddoxfinefood.com/menus/show/3"&gt;http://www.maddoxfinefood.com/menus/show/3&lt;/a&gt;. This is an awesome opportunity to help people we love by eating.&lt;strong&gt; Please remember to mention the Larsen family name when ordering and/or paying&lt;/strong&gt;. Keep getting the word out. I can't believe how well the word is spreading, but we have got to keep it up. Please copy and paste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-4019888976217919510?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4019888976217919510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=4019888976217919510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/4019888976217919510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/4019888976217919510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-today.html' title='This is TODAY!'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-5156167029048438530</id><published>2008-11-04T12:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:38:56.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really do + my Normy.......but</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need an outlet  and I figure this is better then the alternative:)  It all starts with everyone playing downstairs and I needed to go through some things so I was downstairs with everyone and labeling the bins I had just gone through.  I had just barely marked one bin and was ready to mark an other when I could not find my SHARPIE.  Previous experiences have shown me this is not a good thing so I start to look for my marker, and I notice Normy is missing.  As I am walking upstairs to find my precious Normy I notice that the walls have been tagged.  Now I am upset because we have talked about this and he knows it is not right, but think this is not tooooo bad I could clean it up pretty fast, but as I am walking to his bedroom I notice it in the hall way both sides.  Madder but still thinking we will make it through.  I do find Normy in his room coloring on paper, but I do take the marker from him and tell him they are mommy's markers and not for him to use.  Thinking he has learned his lesson I go to get the magic eraser in the back of my house above my washing machine and then I see it my half wall railing covered in blue sharpie.  LOST IT!  Luckily I had already talked to Normy so I didn't feel the need to go back and talk to him or who knows where I would be righting this post from.  While I am cleaning up Normy is begging for a drink.  The dishes in the dish washer are clean and I tell him to get a cup out of there and get his own drink. Not to long after I have told Normy to get his own drink he comes to me with the lid to a water bottle and you can tell he doesn't want to talk to me because I am so stinking mad.  Finally Normy tells me that his water bottle is stuck and I am thinking in the dish washer so I tell him to figure out something else to drink out of, but where the water bottle was really stuck was in the fridge over flowing with water.  Once again we have been through this before so Normy gets some towels and cleans up the mess.  So back to the marker three magic erasers and a bottle of Clorox wipes later I pretty much have the marker cleaned up, so I decide to go back to labeling my bins.  I get downstairs just in time to see Normy drop his pants to potty on the basement floor.  DOES HE EVER LISTEN TO ANYTHING.  We have gone through this before pee goes in the potty.  For this last instance luckily Eric was home and could deal with it because I had nothing left.  I hope if anything you can get a laugh out of this and appreciate how non Normy your child is:)  I do &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; my Normy and would not change him for the world I just wish I understood where some of this is coming from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-5156167029048438530?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5156167029048438530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=5156167029048438530' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/5156167029048438530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/5156167029048438530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-really-do-my-normybut.html' title='I really do + my Normy.......but'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-3407045626046460040</id><published>2008-10-29T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T07:39:35.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is next Wednesday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mykidsarecuter.blogspot.com/2008/10/larsen-family-fundraiser.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.Larsen Family Fundraiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you know Daryl and Ashley Larsen. For those of you who don't, they are a young couple here in Perry, who just lost their baby to a rare lung disorder. Their loss is truly a tragedy. They are now experiencing the beginnings of what will be a land slide of medical bills. In an effort to aide them, there will be a one day fundraiser at the Maddox Steak House. On November 5, you can call Maddox at 723-2916 and order the Turkey Steak dinner. You can choose the 2 or 4 family meal at the regular price. All proceeds will then be donated to the Larsen family. You do need to remember to mention the Larsen family name when ordering. You can then pick up your meal at the take out window in the back of Maddox. It will be for lunch and dinner. Please spread the word.Feel free to copy and paste this post on your blog.+amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-3407045626046460040?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3407045626046460040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=3407045626046460040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/3407045626046460040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/3407045626046460040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-next-wednesday.html' title='This is next Wednesday!!!!'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-6953514622502284101</id><published>2008-10-25T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:40:37.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://livinthelooslilife.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-about-my-hubby.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.TAG, About my Hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.This Tag is from Jess.&lt;br /&gt;1) Where did you meet? Our paths crossed many times but we tell people that we met in Drivers Ed.&lt;br /&gt;2) How long did you date before you got married? If you count before the mission 3 1/2 years.&lt;br /&gt;3) How long have you been married? 8 1/2 years&lt;br /&gt;4) What is your favorite feature of his? His nose!!!&lt;br /&gt;5) What is your favorite quality of his? He is soooooooo patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) Does he have a nickname for you? NO he says it's just because he likes my name so much.&lt;br /&gt;7) What is his favorite food? THis time of year Bologna Cheese and tomato sanwiches.&lt;br /&gt;8) What is his favorite sport? to play its volleyball and football.&lt;br /&gt;9) When and where was your first kiss? It was nine months after we started dating in front of his house after I had filled a tape with kiss the girl and left it in his truck he, he, he.&lt;br /&gt;10) What is your favorite thing to do as a couple? Are any kids going to read this do you really want me to tell you;)&lt;br /&gt;11) Do you have any children? 2 little boys and 1 on the way!&lt;br /&gt;12) Does he have a hidden talent? More and more people know about this but he is REALLY good at the piano (that's what cinched the deal)&lt;br /&gt;13) How old is he? 30&lt;br /&gt;14) Who said "I love you" first? He did, but I new it was coming!&lt;br /&gt;15) What is his favorite type of music? Church music but most of the stuff he sings is pretty heavy.&lt;br /&gt;16) What do you admire the most about him?He is such a great dad.&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you think he will read this? Not unless I make him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Erin and Laurie (if you want) and anyone else who wants to do this I love reading these fun facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-6953514622502284101?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6953514622502284101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=6953514622502284101' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/6953514622502284101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/6953514622502284101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-3558060600224719594</id><published>2008-10-23T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:25:58.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I + this time of year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDrwql66lI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4qfcP6P2Zuw/s1600-h/103_0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok Ok to everyone who loves me and wants to know what we have been up to!!!! I finally will create blog post #2. First things first just incase anyone cares I did take care of my citation on day 10 (the last day that I could).  I love this time of year you can go play outside in crapy weather and the kids + it. But if you don't want to be outside you can work with the harvist inside. This year I went from doing no bottling to 36 quarts of peaches, 96 pints of salsa, and 55 quarts of grape juice. Needless to say we will be enjoying the harvest all through the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway back to the kids playing outside in the crapy weather and loving it we (me and the boys) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to Black Island Farms with Laurie and the girls. It was so great they have play grounds made out of huge hay bells and this big black tub slide that they sent the kids down in onion bags:) Of coarse Normy had to be the first one to take a ride down the slide, but after he did it and survived Parker tried it and loved it too.Of coarse Normy had to be the first one to take a ride down the slide, but after he did it and survived Parker tried it and loved it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDxIWt4KuI/AAAAAAAAACA/1_Y897YU194/s1600-h/103_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260469490607991522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDxIWt4KuI/AAAAAAAAACA/1_Y897YU194/s320/103_0259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDxcQCue3I/AAAAAAAAACI/C9H1ZGCyWu4/s1600-h/103_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260469832413772658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDxcQCue3I/AAAAAAAAACI/C9H1ZGCyWu4/s320/103_0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Normy's full on natural reaction to the fun and of coarse I had to get Parker to pretend he just came down the slide. After that super fun slide we went on this thing they called the cow train .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDzMRnCYRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V8otxt-h-h4/s1600-h/103_0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260471756979855634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDzMRnCYRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V8otxt-h-h4/s320/103_0267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took a tractor ride to the pumkin patch to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pick out any pumpkin you would like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQD1KTJz1SI/AAAAAAAAACY/BHga2BAXZ5E/s1600-h/103_0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260473922057655586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQD1KTJz1SI/AAAAAAAAACY/BHga2BAXZ5E/s320/103_0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you can't tell it was really cold but I didn't hear one word about it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For anyone that is interested and made it this far in the blog I am putting a Terry's Village Order together and would love anyone to perticipate that would like too. You can go to terrysvillage.com and with this order pay 30% less then the price you see. I need to know what you want by November 3, or I will not have time to place the order and get the deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-3558060600224719594?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3558060600224719594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=3558060600224719594' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/3558060600224719594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/3558060600224719594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-this-time-of-year.html' title='I + this time of year!'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SQDxIWt4KuI/AAAAAAAAACA/1_Y897YU194/s72-c/103_0259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500748966547128857.post-5931880735636736172</id><published>2008-10-07T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:10:17.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made a new friend today:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SOvKGCi2N4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/df7hRh8TEpw/s1600-h/police_officer_-_smaller_crop380w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254515595368871810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SOvKGCi2N4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/df7hRh8TEpw/s400/police_officer_-_smaller_crop380w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story starts yesterday....I went to go by some tomatoes to make some salsa, and I had hurd that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pettingills&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hala&lt;/span&gt;) had the best tomatoes. Well they didn't have the tomatoes I was looking for but they had the most beautiful bell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;peppers&lt;/span&gt; and I didn't buy any because I was hoping that my plants at home would keep up with the demand. I did have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to do yesterday's batch but not today's, so this morning after Parker went to school Normy and I went to go get the beautiful bell peppers at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pettingills&lt;/span&gt;. I ended up running a few more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;errands&lt;/span&gt; but we did get the bell peppers and we were headed back to get Parker from school (with plenty of time I might add), and we were going through Willard, and I got caught going 58 in a 45. I was really trying to pay attention to the speed I was going because I was not in a hurry we had PLENTY of time to get back to get Parker, but I wasn't doing as good of a job as I thought I was. My first pullover in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NASVAN&lt;/span&gt;! Officer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Phil&lt;/span&gt; walks up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;licence&lt;/span&gt;, registration, and proof of insurance. I had two of the three my proof of insurance card was getting in my way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I walked out to get into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;NASVAN&lt;/span&gt; but it has yet to make it into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;NASVAN&lt;/span&gt;. He was a very nice officer and I had it all under control until he let me off with a warning and then I lost it. Let's remember that I do have extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hormones&lt;/span&gt; but I don't know what came over me. Normy was sitting in the front seat with the airbag off but I guess it is state law that kids can not sit in the front seat so he told me Normy had to sit in the back and then he saw where the cat scratched me last night and asked me about the scratches. When I told him that they were from my cat he acted like he did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; me and said they looked like something else. I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt; that I don't even know what he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; to imply. After all that we still had PLENTY of time to make it back and get Parker from school, but I have yet to make my salsa:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3500748966547128857-5931880735636736172?l=themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5931880735636736172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3500748966547128857&amp;postID=5931880735636736172' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/5931880735636736172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3500748966547128857/posts/default/5931880735636736172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themorrillmenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-made-new-friend-today.html' title='I made a new friend today:)'/><author><name>The Morrill men and Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18103156316691623539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SNxCNmalOmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jao0dnw74CM/S220/LeDuc+047a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLBZW-VYbBA/SOvKGCi2N4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/df7hRh8TEpw/s72-c/police_officer_-_smaller_crop380w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
