<?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-4307565227537010679</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:30:41.889-05:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='VOTE ITS YOUR RIGHT.'/><category term='Free Time'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='2008 World Series Champions'/><category term='safety'/><title type='text'>Thank's Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>A mothers love of sewing passed on to her daughter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-3942966581793372177</id><published>2010-11-19T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:18:09.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my ride OK!</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've posted anything.  I read many blogs daily and love looking at all the sewing that's being done.  I am still sewing but nothing that I feel is worthy of being posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all move into the fall and winter months, we get our vehicles ready for the harsh weather.&lt;br /&gt;One thing most of us don't think about is our tires.  Attached is a link to a 20/20 speacial I watched some time ago but is very relevant to this post.  A dear friend had a similar problem and I just felt the need to share this as to prevent anyone from this fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=4826897"&gt;http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=4826897&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-3942966581793372177?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/3942966581793372177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=3942966581793372177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/3942966581793372177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/3942966581793372177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-my-ride-ok.html' title='Is my ride OK!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-3689166012827905740</id><published>2010-01-25T10:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:16:58.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>How would you like to save someones life Today!</title><content type='html'>Today you could save someone's life.  Think you can't. It's very easy, something we all can do, all you have to do is put down you cell phone while in your car.  Please take a few minutes and watch this video.   &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/oprahshow/Watch-the-Full-Hour-Americas-New-Deadly-Obsession-Video"&gt;http://www.oprah.com/oprahshow/Watch-the-Full-Hour-Americas-New-Deadly-Obsession-Video&lt;/a&gt;     It will change your life as you know it while driving.  In my professional life I have been one of the first people to arrive at these accidents and the sites are horrific to me and to others around.  This video will wake-up a few people and I hope it's YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-3689166012827905740?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/3689166012827905740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=3689166012827905740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/3689166012827905740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/3689166012827905740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-would-you-like-to-save-someones.html' title='How would you like to save someones life Today!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-5348210642546374701</id><published>2009-12-26T14:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T14:34:42.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my Favorite days of the year December 26th</title><content type='html'>Today is one of my most favorite days of the year for so many reasons:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday I had a chance to see almost my entire family and we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Everyone was happy with their gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The fridge is full - there are deserts everywhere. NO cooking today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I slept until almost 10:00 am - this is extremely rare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My house is clean - no housework today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Off from work - Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No phone calls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No laundry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It just keeps getting better and better(:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope you enjoy your day as much as I am enjoying mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-5348210642546374701?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/5348210642546374701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=5348210642546374701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/5348210642546374701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/5348210642546374701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-my-favorite-days-of-year.html' title='One of my Favorite days of the year December 26th'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-2598579290805740238</id><published>2009-12-24T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:06:25.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas. Hope you all enjoy your special times with family and friends.  My family is well although Mother has had some serious health issues over the past few months.  In giving thanks, I'm and truly grateful for all that I have been given.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xmasjoys.com/christmas_graphics/christmas_graphics_02.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/2598579290805740238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=2598579290805740238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/2598579290805740238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/2598579290805740238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/12/wishing-everyone-very-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-1903722665177737695</id><published>2009-08-04T08:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:57:40.073-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>How a small piece of plastic can ruin your vacation!</title><content type='html'>This summer I decided not to take a vacation away from home. I spent my days lounging with my family, my brothers, sister and my mother since we all live close. I also finally got a lot of sewing done. I made a few outfits for mom and a few for myself but while finishing up one of my last blouses I heard a terrible sound from inside my machine when I pushed the button to do a back tack, then out fell this little piece of plastic! My heart sank. I have never been without a sewing machine. I've called several repair places and some are on vacation and others that I knew of years ago are out of business. I am at my wits end, I have to get this machine fixed. Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-1903722665177737695?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1903722665177737695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=1903722665177737695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1903722665177737695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1903722665177737695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/08/sewing.html' title='How a small piece of plastic can ruin your vacation!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-970609191671792689</id><published>2009-06-04T15:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:29:47.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Whats your word?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Word is "Think"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw this link on another blog and decided to find out what my word would be and this seems to fit me just about right;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourwordquiz/think.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see life as an amazing mix of possibilities, ideas, and fascinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes you feel like you don't have enough time to take it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love learning. Whether you're in school or not, you're probably immersed in several subjects right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're not learning, you're busy reflecting. You think a lot about the people you know and the things you've experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourwordquiz/"&gt;What's Your Word?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out the link and see what your word will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-970609191671792689?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/970609191671792689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=970609191671792689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/970609191671792689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/970609191671792689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-your-word.html' title='Whats your word?'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-609304490054403200</id><published>2009-04-17T14:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:09:12.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>What have I gotten myself into!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SejTZFPitHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/OZK_hUQBx0w/s1600-h/753_14T967DC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325738987223168114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SejTZFPitHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/OZK_hUQBx0w/s200/753_14T967DC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so lets say I've been reading a lot of your blogs and realized I really needed (or so I thought I did) a coverstitch machine. I did a little research and figured I was not about to put out over $1,000 for a new machine. So, I did get a Singer Quantumlock for a reasonable price. &lt;strong&gt;What have I gotten myself into!&lt;/strong&gt; I am the type of person who is not easily defeated. But, this thing is a monster. For the last six days I have been attempting to go through the manual and try all of the stitches. Changing the needle positions and feet are just a little more than I bargained for. My old serger was just fine, four small spools of thread and off we went! No, I had to want more! So, I'll spend the rest of this weekend too attempting to master this new toy. Wish me luck, patience and some magical powers to conqure this thing :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-609304490054403200?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/609304490054403200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=609304490054403200' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/609304490054403200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/609304490054403200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-have-i-gotten-myself-into.html' title='What have I gotten myself into!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SejTZFPitHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/OZK_hUQBx0w/s72-c/753_14T967DC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-9174826229249425163</id><published>2009-03-26T15:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:22:32.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Time'/><title type='text'>A few free moments to myself!</title><content type='html'>When you only have a little idle time and you're at the computer do you ever play games?&lt;br /&gt;Well if you do, I have a game that is so addictive that you could become hooked! Here is a link where you can download a free trial version.  At first glance you'll think OH another matchy matchy game. Not so, this game is not designed for children.  I've been playing it for several years and it has stumped many of my friends and family, no matter what occupation, education level or age group.  It's fun and very competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usedstar.com/en/curseofra/curseofra.htm"&gt;http://www.usedstar.com/en/curseofra/curseofra.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-9174826229249425163?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/9174826229249425163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=9174826229249425163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/9174826229249425163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/9174826229249425163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/03/few-free-moments-to-myself.html' title='A few free moments to myself!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-4031253043030371827</id><published>2009-03-06T10:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:59:43.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><title type='text'>A Sign of the Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SbFFiFDaQzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aM2GQL-PxbU/s1600-h/theif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310101887420875570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SbFFiFDaQzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aM2GQL-PxbU/s320/theif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do people leave valuables visible inside their vehicles?  I don't know if this is a problem in your city but where I live people are constantly leaving expensive items on the seats of their vehicles and going about their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;.  They return to find their windows broken, the items missing and they don't understand why.  Another thing I don't understand is why people leave their vehicle running with all their keys hanging in the ignition (house keys too) and go into a store to make a purchase, then come out and it's &lt;strong&gt;GONE! &lt;/strong&gt;  What did they expect to happen?  Do you think car theives and burglars aren't coworkers, not only do they have the car but I'm sure something in the vehicle has an address on it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the way the economy is going right now, desperate people are going to do desperate things.  Be mindful of your surroundings and secure your belonging out of sight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-4031253043030371827?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/4031253043030371827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=4031253043030371827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/4031253043030371827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/4031253043030371827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/03/sign-of-times.html' title='A Sign of the Times'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SbFFiFDaQzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aM2GQL-PxbU/s72-c/theif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-5831561455513219780</id><published>2009-02-14T12:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:17:20.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.anniemayhem.com/blog%20pics/HappyAnniversary.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://www.anniemayhem.com/blog%20pics/HappyAnniversary.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 22nd Anniversary. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My DH and I have been celebrating since Thursday. We've had two great dinner dates and will continue our celebration until maybe Tuesday.  It's a holiday weekend who knows what will happen :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy Valentines day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4307565227537010679-5831561455513219780?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/5831561455513219780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=5831561455513219780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/5831561455513219780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/5831561455513219780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-my-22nd-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-1040478890267133202</id><published>2009-01-20T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:07:39.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gothamist.com/attachments/arts_jen/0109obamas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://gothamist.com/attachments/arts_jen/0109obamas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Inauguration Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I send out Blessings to the Obama family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for saftey and peace.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the day!&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/4307565227537010679-1040478890267133202?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1040478890267133202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=1040478890267133202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1040478890267133202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1040478890267133202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-inauguration-day-i-send-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-1130425818629294078</id><published>2008-12-31T09:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:03:05.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>Here in Philadelphia we celebrate the&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/350074017_caad43eb8f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/350074017_caad43eb8f.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New Year with an age old&lt;br /&gt;tradition -The Mummers Parade. This parade is over 100 years old. It goes on no matter how cold it is here. There have&lt;br /&gt;been a few years it was postponed due to rain or high winds but normally it's a go on New Years day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In it's inception men were the only participants. Individual clubs would come up with a theme, design their costumes, choreograph the routines, play the music and put on the most spectacular performances. These clubs are family rights of passage. Most clubs are made up of great grand fathers down to newborns just a few days old. They practice all year long just to march down Broad Street and do the Mummers Strut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade is over the real celebration begins. Many of the&lt;br /&gt;South Philly residents who have participated in the merriment &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/350043200_02a3f6997a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/350043200_02a3f6997a.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceed to 2nd Street and have a party of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do to ring in the New Year enjoy, be safe and remember, &lt;strong&gt;Don't Drink and Drive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-1130425818629294078?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1130425818629294078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=1130425818629294078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1130425818629294078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1130425818629294078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-338643645213349859</id><published>2008-12-24T09:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:22:44.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Create Memories that last forever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/2098815033_503ba5e524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/2098815033_503ba5e524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Holiday season if you have small children you don't really know what will be the one thing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; childhood that will be the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;memorable. Of all the gifts I received growing up, I only remember two things my barbie collection and my grandmothers silver trees each year. The tree is the one thing I always think of around Christmas. Back in the 70's this was the rage and if you had the color wheel to make it change colors you had something special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;No matter what you think is the hottest gift or the thing you spend the most money on, your children will probably remember one thing when they are grown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wishing everyone a Merry, Blessed, Happy, Safe Christmans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not my actual family tree, it was found on the internet - I don't know what that brown thing in the lower right corner is.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-338643645213349859?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/338643645213349859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=338643645213349859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/338643645213349859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/338643645213349859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/12/create-memories-that-last-forever.html' title='Create Memories that last forever!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/2098815033_503ba5e524_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-8654929683558794177</id><published>2008-12-03T09:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:58:47.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/STacIcKLE4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/F6k5lVYHeTo/s1600-h/OptionBalloons.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275575682322862978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/STacIcKLE4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/F6k5lVYHeTo/s320/OptionBalloons.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm 47 - WOW! So close to 50.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to my birthday every year. I enjoy getting singing birthday greetings by phone from family and friends, some of whom I haven't heard from in a year, but they always remember my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a standing family tradition. The entire family gathers for dinner and cake and the meal is picked by the person who's birthday it is. I am allowing my husband to choose the meal, he says he wants it to be special this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-8654929683558794177?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/8654929683558794177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=8654929683558794177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/8654929683558794177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/8654929683558794177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-my-birthday.html' title='IT&apos;S MY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/STacIcKLE4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/F6k5lVYHeTo/s72-c/OptionBalloons.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-6114433998101543164</id><published>2008-11-25T10:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:52:06.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's happend again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SSwbIylYTEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/t3SUYzI1NwA/s1600-h/PFUNERAL25a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272619101575466050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SSwbIylYTEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/t3SUYzI1NwA/s320/PFUNERAL25a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The City of Philadelphia has lost another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Police&lt;/span&gt; Officer. Yesterday we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; the fifth Police Officer in just over a year. As we enter the holiday season, please keep in mind that Police really are there to protect and serve the public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least two of these Officers were killed by drunk drivers. They have families that need them as much as you need yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind your friends and family to drink responsibly and enjoy your Holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the families of the fallen officers I send them my prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-6114433998101543164?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6114433998101543164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=6114433998101543164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/6114433998101543164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/6114433998101543164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/11/city-of-philadelphia-has-lost-another.html' title='It&apos;s happend again.'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SSwbIylYTEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/t3SUYzI1NwA/s72-c/PFUNERAL25a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-4981500337822698941</id><published>2008-11-23T13:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:24:16.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The size of the box!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SSmfEajZvaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/47OYmgXQOJs/s1600-h/IMG_2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SSmfEajZvaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/47OYmgXQOJs/s320/IMG_2532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271919737009978786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the mall yesterday to do a little shopping and decided to buy my youngest son and my grandson a pair of sneakers.  When I got home and unpacked the bags this sight struck me as funny. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I know my son is a big guy and my grandson is still little and snugly but wow what a difference 14 years makes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy your holiday shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-4981500337822698941?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/4981500337822698941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=4981500337822698941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/4981500337822698941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/4981500337822698941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/11/size-of-box.html' title='The size of the box!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dvs7U2Uf-Yg/SSmfEajZvaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/47OYmgXQOJs/s72-c/IMG_2532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-6261418029322208329</id><published>2008-11-04T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:39:32.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VOTE ITS YOUR RIGHT.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/27/your_vote_counts_button_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/27/your_vote_counts_button_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today started off great. My whole family voted before 8:00am. Last night we planned who would pick up Mom, what time everyone had to be at work today and who would make the coffee. My husband and I, my sister and her husband, their son, my son, my brothers and Mom were split between two polling places but we all made it and VOTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have as much fun as we did, we made it a family event and enjoyed every minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-6261418029322208329?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6261418029322208329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=6261418029322208329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/6261418029322208329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/6261418029322208329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-started-off-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-4139458709054379404</id><published>2008-10-30T09:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:29:42.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-4139458709054379404?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/4139458709054379404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=4139458709054379404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/4139458709054379404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/4139458709054379404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-7818819863058194997</id><published>2008-10-30T09:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:25:06.373-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008 World Series Champions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Philadelphia Phillies are the World Champs!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The City of Philadelphia is in a state of major celebration after last nights World Series Win!&lt;br /&gt;Although I am not a serious baseball fan, I have to say anything that can make grown men act like this I am all for it.  The Mayor has planned a parade for tomorrow down Broad street and it is expected to be fantastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-7818819863058194997?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/7818819863058194997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=7818819863058194997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/7818819863058194997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/7818819863058194997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/10/philadelphia-phillies-are-world-champs.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-1552903753216543166</id><published>2008-09-28T13:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:19:47.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GREAT BUTTON HUNT!</title><content type='html'>Do you have a stash of buttons?  On a recent visit to Mom's, I had my latest issue of Threads Magazine with me and she saw the cover with all the buttons and brought up a favorite family quest we had when I was a child.  The Great Button Hunt.  She had an old tin can (the kind you get 2lbs of cookies in) filled with an assortment of buttons old and new.  When she needed buttons for something she was making, she would get out the can and pick one button and my sister and I would have to hunt through the can to find the rest for her project.  She later told me she got her love of buttons from her mother.  They would visit thrift stores and grandmom would buy old blouses take them home and remove the buttons and put them in her stash.  What a great idea!  Although my button can is not nearly as large as Mom's, I think I might make a few visits to the local thrifts to see what button treasures I can find. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-1552903753216543166?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1552903753216543166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=1552903753216543166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1552903753216543166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1552903753216543166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-button-hunt.html' title='THE GREAT BUTTON HUNT!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-1897259616530626056</id><published>2008-09-18T08:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:51:39.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to imagine</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;headache's&lt;/span&gt; which are rare for me.  Sewing was difficult, reading was pushed aside and I just didn't feel like myself.  After two or three days of this I had to see the doctor.   Come to find out I need glasses!   This was the family joke for a few days, but I feel much better.  My son is in full swing at his new High School.  The principal met him at the front door and practically dragged him to the gym to sign up for the football team.  He was reluctant at first but gave in after a few days of prodding.  Although basketball is his first love he is coming around to this football thing.  I'll post photos of their first game on Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-1897259616530626056?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1897259616530626056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=1897259616530626056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1897259616530626056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/1897259616530626056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/09/hard-to-imagine.html' title='Hard to imagine'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-2878744712895053760</id><published>2008-08-21T18:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:48:35.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I find my focus and keep my balance - I find that all is right in my world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Summer is winding down quickly.  All of our travels are done and it's soon time to get back to basics.   My youngest son starts high school in less than two weeks.  He is excited and I think I am too.  As many bloggers have said their sewing mojo is not working, neither is mine.  I have been following many of you and your work is beautiful.  I have a few projects planned and picked out two winter coats.  Although I haven't been a member long enough on PR to join the Great Coat Sew Along, I will still post photos of my coats when they are done.  I have a few projects to finish for my sons and DH before I can get on with my own work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sew On!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-2878744712895053760?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/2878744712895053760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=2878744712895053760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/2878744712895053760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/2878744712895053760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/08/finding-peace.html' title='Finding Peace'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-7493062459389654964</id><published>2008-07-27T19:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:15:46.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost up and running!</title><content type='html'>Since I've started this blog, my old PC became very ill (smile), therefore a new MAC was born into the family.   I'm still getting used to it's features and haven't had much time to sew or set up my page.  Hopefully it will be done soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-7493062459389654964?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/7493062459389654964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=7493062459389654964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/7493062459389654964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/7493062459389654964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/07/almost-up-and-running.html' title='Almost up and running!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307565227537010679.post-7769419910072713716</id><published>2008-06-26T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:49:43.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Under construction</title><content type='html'>I'm new to this site and my blog is currently under construction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307565227537010679-7769419910072713716?l=bettysdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/7769419910072713716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307565227537010679&amp;postID=7769419910072713716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/7769419910072713716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307565227537010679/posts/default/7769419910072713716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettysdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/06/under-construction.html' title='Under construction'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07720279936907218273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
