<?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-3406233056185588998</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:26:34.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Love Feet...................</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-2680201559154917047</id><published>2008-12-25T21:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:20:59.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SVQ9SevqhXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/eq1cE6NX0XE/s1600-h/SDC10329.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas 2008 is here and gone. I &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SVQ_U9Wa0QI/AAAAAAAAAJg/6ldQW1NJr5Y/s1600-h/SDC10244.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feel so blessed to ha&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SVQ9SS4GlAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vj57dHaX4CU/s1600-h/SDC10244.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ve such a loving family. We had a wonderdul day visiting, eating, and opening presents. I only hope that the new year will continue to be a time of happiness and success for my family. I always take time to remember Dad &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SVQ_Un9PBQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xrhgbK5zdpk/s1600-h/SDC10329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283917886368187650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SVQ_Un9PBQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xrhgbK5zdpk/s200/SDC10329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and how much he would enjoy spending time with his children and grandchildren during the holidays. His spirit lives on in each of us and he will always be a part of our Christmas memories. To all of my friends and family reading this, I say Merry Christmas and thank you for being a part of my life. &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/3406233056185588998-2680201559154917047?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/2680201559154917047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=2680201559154917047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/2680201559154917047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/2680201559154917047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SVQ_Un9PBQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xrhgbK5zdpk/s72-c/SDC10329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-6913758942886555441</id><published>2008-12-14T22:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:58:31.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October, November, December</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while since I've updated this blog, so I thought I would just share some pictures of the past couple of months. In October, we had our 10th Crop-Over, plus Joe and I were busy with our daily routines. Here's a few pictures from the crop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXMwsj5ZoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mcJkKiXEaE4/s1600-h/HPIM1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279851275129284226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXMwsj5ZoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mcJkKiXEaE4/s200/HPIM1379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXMv1HsN0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/tgKAhCM25t0/s1600-h/HPIM1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279851260247029570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXMv1HsN0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/tgKAhCM25t0/s200/HPIM1390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXMwXRlZgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xDazbXbWwGk/s1600-h/HPIM1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279851269415331330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXMwXRlZgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xDazbXbWwGk/s200/HPIM1403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In November, Joe and I went to Cedar Point with the Metzkers. Although it was cold, we had a great time and Evan was adorable in his bat costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXNV-j9w7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mbxbneQVafM/s1600-h/HPIM1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279851915616568242" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXNV-j9w7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mbxbneQVafM/s200/HPIM1466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXNVrklMbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/u30k3Mc__Jo/s1600-h/Copy+of+HPIM1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279851910518878642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXNVrklMbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/u30k3Mc__Jo/s200/Copy+of+HPIM1453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, we had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. Afterwards, I tried to take a family picture, but no one cooperated. Then we were out the door at 2:00 am for Black Friday shopping. Nathan and Natalie went with us this year. We drove to Teresa's house and hit the stores before 5:00 am. We finished our day 17 hours later! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXPAUFrEeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jAi439DciPc/s1600-h/HPIM1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279853742461227490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXPAUFrEeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jAi439DciPc/s200/HPIM1510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXO_PV6lDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3vSd0AOx17k/s1600-h/HPIM1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279853724007306290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXO_PV6lDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3vSd0AOx17k/s200/HPIM1484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXO_sSQHeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oK9d_Rs7Bp0/s1600-h/HPIM1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279853731776568802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXO_sSQHeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oK9d_Rs7Bp0/s200/HPIM1509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we've made it to December, I'm sure we'll be busy with Christmas events. One of our traditions is to invite over my family for the evening. This year we included the newest members of our family, the Metzkers to join us. Also, this was the first family Christmas event for Dennis' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new wife Brenda&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXRdLA55BI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UUKHeLIfJZ4/s1600-h/Copy+of+SDC10159.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXReJsdvdI/AAAAAAAAAII/QQw6IDZINsI/s1600-h/Copy+of+SDC10171.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXReXtbcUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2UR1OfDasvE/s1600-h/SDC10161.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXSY63-wKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/YkNO11Zw_sQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+SDC10159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279857463724523682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXSY63-wKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/YkNO11Zw_sQ/s200/Copy+of+SDC10159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXSZZOXhLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kvWlyLYolEI/s1600-h/Copy+of+SDC10171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279857471871485106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXSZZOXhLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kvWlyLYolEI/s200/Copy+of+SDC10171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXSaLxylTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/k9_wKAJPDqQ/s1600-h/SDC10161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279857485441832242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXSaLxylTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/k9_wKAJPDqQ/s200/SDC10161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-6913758942886555441?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/6913758942886555441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=6913758942886555441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/6913758942886555441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/6913758942886555441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2008/12/october-november-december.html' title='October, November, December'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SUXMwsj5ZoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mcJkKiXEaE4/s72-c/HPIM1379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-2542092136905192656</id><published>2008-08-17T22:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:33:50.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Columbus Zoo and Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SKjcleF1bAI/AAAAAAAAADs/EbgEd3qqnwg/s1600-h/HPIM1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235677103109008386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SKjcleF1bAI/AAAAAAAAADs/EbgEd3qqnwg/s200/HPIM1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been trying to get to the zoo for a few years and finally made it this summer. We spent two nights in Columbus with our friends Mike, Kathy and Evan Metzker. We had so much fun and it was nice to get away. We were even able to talk Joe into swimming in the pool at the hotel. He hasn't been swimming since a "pool incident" a few years ago. However, with a little convincing, we were able to talk him into it and I know he had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Since we are now beginning football season, this was my last chance to spend the weekend with Joe. Sometimes I think we are so busy with life that we don't take the time to stop and enjoy it. This was such and enjoyable and relaxing weekend. Now I will be a football widow until the end of October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-2542092136905192656?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/2542092136905192656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=2542092136905192656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/2542092136905192656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/2542092136905192656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2008/08/columbus-zoo-and-aquarium.html' title='Columbus Zoo and Aquarium'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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/_YfadmkT6iiI/SKjcleF1bAI/AAAAAAAAADs/EbgEd3qqnwg/s72-c/HPIM1135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-9200411204063516864</id><published>2008-08-17T22:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:17:34.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Summer Over Already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SKjaXuokBjI/AAAAAAAAADk/HLZhLLijmwQ/s1600-h/HPIM5751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235674668008212018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SKjaXuokBjI/AAAAAAAAADk/HLZhLLijmwQ/s200/HPIM5751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I swear that I really tried to keep up with my blog. However, as you can tell, my last post was in May and it is now almost the end of August. Where did the summer go? I truly believe that the older we get, the faster time flies. This picture  was taken at Tuscora Park on July 5th. Joe and I went to watch the fireworks with our friends the Metzker's. After that we had VBS, went to the Columbus Zoo and now we're heading back into football season. I really enjoy the fall, so I am looking forward to cool nights and the leaves changing colors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-9200411204063516864?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/9200411204063516864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=9200411204063516864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/9200411204063516864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/9200411204063516864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-summer-over-already.html' title='Is Summer Over Already?'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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/_YfadmkT6iiI/SKjaXuokBjI/AAAAAAAAADk/HLZhLLijmwQ/s72-c/HPIM5751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-6136930199237893404</id><published>2008-05-19T20:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:23:25.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TRIP TO CINCY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDIcV6FJAWI/AAAAAAAAACA/HqxmCM0lYsQ/s1600-h/HPIM5315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDIcV6FJAWI/AAAAAAAAACA/HqxmCM0lYsQ/s200/HPIM5315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202251682259992930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent this past weekend visiting my friend Amanda in Cincinnati. Now, Amanda knew that I was coming, but she didn't know that Myranda was coming down with me. Getting there was a bit of a struggle. First, my new car got a flat tire. Which, made me 1-1/2 hours late picking up Myranda. Then, we ran into rain in Columbus, which became continually worse the farther south we traveled. Then we were stuck on I-71 for about 40 minutes due to an accident. I think we arrived around 10:30. Amanda was pleasantly surprised and we stayed up until 2 am talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDId2aFJAYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NbYaba5L7KY/s1600-h/HPIM5224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDId2aFJAYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NbYaba5L7KY/s200/HPIM5224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202253340117369218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDId16FJAXI/AAAAAAAAACI/tUrkfjKeU8E/s1600-h/HPIM5215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDId16FJAXI/AAAAAAAAACI/tUrkfjKeU8E/s200/HPIM5215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202253331527434610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first pedicure while in Cincy. We went to the Venetian Nail Spa. We had so much fun. Dennis worked his magic on my feet. I was in heaven!!! My pedicure definitely confirmed that I do have a foot fetish. As sick as it may sound to others, I loved having someone work on my feet. I told Amanda that I will be back at the end of summer for another one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did some scrapbooking at the store that Amanda works at and went to dinner Saturday at the Cheesecake Factory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and I have been friends since 7th grade and I love her so much. We have helped each other through difficult times and been there to celebrate to happy moments. It was so nice to spend quality time with her and just have fun. In high school we would go to Cincy to visit her sisters at college and just have the greatest time together. I am so blessed to have such an amazing friend in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun but it's always nice to come home to Joe and Foley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDInzqFJAZI/AAAAAAAAACY/2Wht3hU5S-0/s1600-h/HPIM5360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDInzqFJAZI/AAAAAAAAACY/2Wht3hU5S-0/s200/HPIM5360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202264287989006738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myranda and I had so much fun during the ride to and from Cincy. I would say that after this trip I have a made a true friend. She is so sweet and kind-hearted. She is a wonderful wife and mother and most importantly an excellent representative of what a Christian woman should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-6136930199237893404?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/6136930199237893404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=6136930199237893404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/6136930199237893404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/6136930199237893404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-trip-to-cincy.html' title='MY TRIP TO CINCY'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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/_YfadmkT6iiI/SDIcV6FJAWI/AAAAAAAAACA/HqxmCM0lYsQ/s72-c/HPIM5315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-2724451136284484464</id><published>2007-12-27T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:01:32.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R3RK0-7LwDI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rr7tKvgHW-Q/s1600-h/HPIM0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R3RK0-7LwDI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rr7tKvgHW-Q/s320/HPIM0811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148822548096204850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R3RK1e7LwEI/AAAAAAAAABU/1lMl9jOzMSg/s1600-h/HPIM0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R3RK1e7LwEI/AAAAAAAAABU/1lMl9jOzMSg/s320/HPIM0706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148822556686139458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone!  Wow, I can't believe Christmas is here and gone already.  Where did the time go?  We had a wonderful holiday with our family.  Joe and I don't leave the house on Christmas day.  Instead of traveling around, we play hosts for my family.  I'm putting in a few pictures of our day.  I hope you enjoy the pics.  The first one is our family Christmas on the 25th.  The second is of our Christmas party for friends and family on the 22nd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-2724451136284484464?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/2724451136284484464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=2724451136284484464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/2724451136284484464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/2724451136284484464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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/_YfadmkT6iiI/R3RK0-7LwDI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rr7tKvgHW-Q/s72-c/HPIM0811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-1810900630847818467</id><published>2007-11-26T21:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:44:35.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R0uEiaaf6tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HCcODGLatx0/s1600-h/HPIM0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R0uEiaaf6tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HCcODGLatx0/s320/HPIM0621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137345526687066834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R0uEiqaf6uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Y3Sb6GFxmfg/s1600-h/HPIM0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/R0uEiqaf6uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Y3Sb6GFxmfg/s320/HPIM0626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137345530982034146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  It's been so long since I checked in that I almost forgot my passwords.  I hope everyone out there had a great Thanksgiving.  I cooked for my family and enjoyed every minute of it.  I only wish that I could spend the day with my entire family.  It is really tough to not have them all together, especially during the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fun filled day of cooking and visiting, we enjoyed about 3 hours sleep before we headed out for "Black Friday".  Joe and I were joined by one of our youth group members, Nathan.  Nathan spent the night and we were up and out the door around 2:00 am.  We drove to my sister Teresa's house in Seville, and then headed out to shop in Medina.  It was cold and snowy wait for us as we stood outside the Wal-Mart around 4:15am.  We continued our journey and shopped our way back to New Phila.  Several people have called us crazy, but we enjoy every minute of it.  By the time we got home on Friday, it was just a little after 8:00 pm.  Needless to say, we were exhausted, but I can't wait for next year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-1810900630847818467?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/1810900630847818467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=1810900630847818467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/1810900630847818467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/1810900630847818467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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/_YfadmkT6iiI/R0uEiaaf6tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HCcODGLatx0/s72-c/HPIM0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-4478433933970177143</id><published>2007-08-30T21:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T13:34:11.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Too Short</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may know from reading my earlier posts, my Uncle Dick had recently become ill. Sadly, I received word this afternoon that he had passed away. Now, only two of my dad's siblings are still alive. I know all too well the pain and sorrow that my cousins are going through right now. I am truly sorrow for their loss. I hope that any of you reading this will keep the whole Levengood family in your prayers these next few days. What was looking to be a promising weekend will now be one of mourning for my family. As the number of those in the generation before us slowly dwindles, it makes you realize that life is way too short. We should be enjoying every minute that we can and treasuring the time we have with our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-4478433933970177143?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/4478433933970177143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=4478433933970177143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/4478433933970177143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/4478433933970177143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/08/lifes-too-short.html' title='Life&apos;s Too Short'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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-3406233056185588998.post-1473244614922435082</id><published>2007-08-30T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T21:54:52.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Interrupt This Family for Football Season</title><content type='html'>You can almost smell it and you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; feel it. It's the electricity in the air. It's the crisp feeling of the morning breeze and the anticipation of those chilly, sweatshirt wearing nights. That's right, it's football season. I know that wouldn't thrilling to most people, but in my house..well, let's just say that it takes on a life of it's own. Maybe it's just that football is so prominent in this area. Why do most men (my husband included) get so excited this time of year? I happen to think it's a way for most of them to relive the glory days of playing on the gridiron. Maybe it's the feeling of being part of a team or maybe it's the feeling of knowing that for the next four quarters, you have a few hundred people on your side. Think about it, how many other times in life will you have the attention of that many people and they're all rooting for you, not against you. Let's face it, although most little boys dream of playing in the NFL, most will never play past high school. For some, this time of year brings back the memories of two-a-days, running until you think you just can't go another step, praying to God the biggest senior doesn't pick you for senior "hit" night, and relishing the opportunity to pick out that same type of freshman when it's your turn. Maybe it's just the pure and simple love for the game. I think officiating and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coaching&lt;/span&gt; is a way for Joe to still enjoy the game. While most people see the referees as the enemy, I see them as grown men trying to pass on a tradition. A tradition of sportsmanship, respect and of course, love for the game. So remember the next time you decide to yell at those men in the stripes, most of them are not there for the money. They're out there for the same reason we all go.....those sweatshirt wearing nights, the electricity in the air and the love of the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-1473244614922435082?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/1473244614922435082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=1473244614922435082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/1473244614922435082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/1473244614922435082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-interrupt-this-family-for-football.html' title='We Interrupt This Family for Football Season'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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-3406233056185588998.post-7041030290486992545</id><published>2007-08-29T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:44:04.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I ran into my friend Mandy's mom at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart.  I hadn't seen or talked to Mandy for a couple of years.  Her mom invited me to her house on Tuesday for a jewelry show.  We wanted to surprise Mandy, but when I called for directions on Monday, Mandy answered the phone.  Well, we didn't get to surprise her, but that's okay.  I had a great time visiting with her and her family.  By the time I got home it was almost bedtime.  Right before bed, I got a call from my cousin Del telling me that my Uncle Dick is really sick.  It's really scary knowing that a member of your family is ill, but I also know that everything is in God's hands.  While I was on the phone with my cousin, Amanda tried to call.  We've been playing phone tag for what seems like forever.  I think we've talked to one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;another's&lt;/span&gt; voicemail more than we've talk to each other this summer.   (Sorry Joey!)  I promise we'll talk soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to let everyone know that I appreciate your comments and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;visits&lt;/span&gt; to the blog.  Keep coming back and checking in on us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-7041030290486992545?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/7041030290486992545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=7041030290486992545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/7041030290486992545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/7041030290486992545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-i-spent-my-tuesday.html' title='How I Spent My Tuesday'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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-3406233056185588998.post-336519646552355501</id><published>2007-08-28T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T11:15:43.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe that summer is over and it's time for school again.  Yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dector's&lt;/span&gt; first day.  I can't believe that he's already in the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade.  Next year he'll be off to middle school.  While I was waiting for Dec to come out, I started thinking about how different it was when I was in school.  I don't consider myself old, but I realized that it has been 13 years since I was last in school.  I wouldn't go back to high school again if you paid me, but, I do miss seeing my friends everyday.  Looking back now, life was so much simpler and I wish I would have enjoyed it more.  So many things have happened over the past 13 years.  Most of my friends are married or enjoying their careers.  Some have kids of their own going to school.  It's amazing how time flies.  As I sat there waiting (sometimes Dec takes a while to get to the car) I decided that I'm going to try and make more time in my life for my friends and try to re-connect with the ones I haven't seen for a while.  I hope I don't bug anyone, but to close, I'd like to quote a sign that I've seen many times.  I hope I don't offend my family.  "One good friend is worth 10,000 relatives"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-336519646552355501?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/336519646552355501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=336519646552355501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/336519646552355501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/336519646552355501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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-3406233056185588998.post-6246765854792784384</id><published>2007-08-27T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T18:23:30.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Foley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/RtNOpD0Q2MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pByzyHTSCk4/s1600-h/foleybday19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103509270047021250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfadmkT6iiI/RtNOpD0Q2MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pByzyHTSCk4/s320/foleybday19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important member of our family is our dog Foley Michael. He was named for Pro Wrestler Mick Foley and our nephew Michael. It has come to our attention that at some point in the last six years, Foley has taken over and now has control of the house. We merely exist to make his life comfortable and to cater to his every whim.&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/3406233056185588998-6246765854792784384?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/6246765854792784384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=6246765854792784384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/6246765854792784384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/6246765854792784384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/08/foley.html' title='Foley'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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/_YfadmkT6iiI/RtNOpD0Q2MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pByzyHTSCk4/s72-c/foleybday19.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406233056185588998.post-87790615897658030</id><published>2007-08-27T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T17:49:59.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to our page!</title><content type='html'>I've decided to enter the world of blogging.  Of course, I have no idea what I'm doing, but I guess this will be a learning process.  I'm hoping to share the life adventures of my husband and I with our friends and relatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3406233056185588998-87790615897658030?l=feet76.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/feeds/87790615897658030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3406233056185588998&amp;postID=87790615897658030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/87790615897658030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3406233056185588998/posts/default/87790615897658030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feet76.blogspot.com/2007/08/welcome-to-our-page.html' title='Welcome to our page!'/><author><name>FEET76</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17366790746836676335</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></feed>
