<?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-19162142</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:25:37.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Claudia's World</title><subtitle type='html'>I consider myself to be a passionate person.  My first love Jesus, then my family.  I love to laugh, and make others laugh.  I enjoy art in a variety of forms.  I'm madly in love with this guy named Jerry.  I like change, and appreciate beauty in people, places and things.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-6972683149111999821</id><published>2010-05-19T22:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:12:14.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>I had a great time at our last WOW gathering for this year.  At the end it was mixed with some sadness because I'll miss the kids.  But I know God willing they will come back next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More sadness tonite as Josh called to inform me that the last time he was with us at Lukes birthday party, because he chose to stay out beyond curfew he was kicked out of the mission.. so he said he has been sleeping outside for 3 nites.   Steve let him come over and shower.  This just breaks my heart..no words to describe how I feel..I just ache for him... He still doesn't see how he needs to follow the rules..  he just thinks he will be able to manuever people to get what he wants at the time.   I don't know why is determining his decisions..Mental illness or just poor choices.  My heart really aches deeply when I think its mental illness.. then when I think it is just him making poor choices  it makes me wonder when he'll get it. &lt;br /&gt;With all that I am tonite, I am fighting the phone so that I will not call him and have him come home.  I know he needs to learn, and if he needs meds, this may all be part of him coming to that conclusion.  (Bi-polar)  Oh Lord please help my heart!  I can't stand this deep pain I feel tonight..It feels overwhelming!   I'm trying to hang on to you in this storm.. its so dark, and my hand keeps slipping away from yours..like it's all wet..but then you reach back and grab mine..  Help me God.. Please help me.  Watch over my son.. I love him soo much and I feel so sad for him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-6972683149111999821?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/6972683149111999821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=6972683149111999821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6972683149111999821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6972683149111999821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2010/05/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-326497180689472034</id><published>2010-05-18T13:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:48:58.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I hate the way my body feels. Tired and achey. This will get better once the doctor can increase my thyroid meds As of now I must keep the levels low so that the radio active iodine that is presently in my body will continue to attack the cancer cells. My doctor can deal with the low levels after I have camera scans of my cancer. (In June) I hope it's all gone and I won't have to go back in for more RAI.. I'm really sick and tired of being sick and tired. God has been right here with me and I can't even imagine going thru this without Him. I'm still in the process of wondering where this achey swollen part of my body is coming from.. I understand the tired part as being part of the thyroid.. but is the achey and swollen part, part of that also?. also my memory stinks still..   I should add that my doc did slightly increase my thyroid med.&lt;br /&gt;Ok..I just had to get this off my chest.. I know others are dealing with so much worse. I wonder if others see me as a complainer or a constant worrier.. I guess that is what I'm doing now..so that is who I am as of now. lol I shouldn't try to make sense of all of this..I'm gonna go for now and do something productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-326497180689472034?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/326497180689472034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=326497180689472034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/326497180689472034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/326497180689472034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2010/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-6232691262199984220</id><published>2010-03-23T01:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T02:27:32.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2am..can't sleep..body tired...mind racing.   Had Charly for a couple of days..great blessing.  On the way home Jerry and I stopped at Ashley's house.  A God thing.. She was home and we had a wonderful half hour visit.  Much was talked about..we left knowing that God is at work in her life. I should be praying since my mind is so active. &lt;br /&gt;I need something to pour my heart into.  A mission..a cause..something that only God can do thru me.  I long for an adventure.  Excitement.. total dependance on God...I really believe He is at work in my life..and that He is preparing me for something..I just don't know what that something is yet. &lt;br /&gt;I want to be done with this cancer, and yet at the same time God is teaching me things thru it.  He seems to use every crumb of my life to show me my need for Him.  I am nothing without Christ.  I'm studying the book of Romans right now...whoa..a book I could spend a year on...easily...  I wish my memory was better and my ability to absorb information.  Low thyroid doesn't help this condition.  I want to know Jesus in a deeper way..  with each breath I take I want to remember it comes from HIM.  He is the life giver..He is the way, the truth and the Life.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate the flesh of Claudia, but I love the Spirit of Christ within me.    I wish I had more energy and discipline to start a woman's bible study, and a prayer meeting.  I've been thinking of this for quite some time.  Tuesday nites come to mind. &lt;br /&gt;The Lord has impressed upon me the NEED for prayer in our church.  It must be the foundation!  I also know it's time to teach and grow with other women in Christ.   Hoping I will feel much better after my radio active iodine treatment for thyroid cancer..i understand It could takes months to get the right amount of  thyroid med balanced..I'm praying It won't take long at all... Once I have this done, I'm hoping I will feel better than i have in years..and it's possible I may..after all not sure how long this cancer has been hanging out and causing havoc in my body..  In the name and blood of Jesus Cancer you are cast out!  Jesus said, "By my stripes, you are healed"  I thank you Lord for your healing.  Your definition of healing.  Thank you for giving my doctor wisdom and skill.  I ultimately trust you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;To those of you reading this..I often launch into prayer when I write..  The funny part is I know no one will probably read this.  LOL.. I don't care anyway..this is my life and heart of expression..whether anyone approves or not.. this is me. &lt;br /&gt;I just want to feel Jesus hug me..but before that I want to tell thousands of people that Christ died for them and loves them.. He wants a relationship with them..He does not want for them to go to Hell..He made a way thru his life and death and resurrection....all we need to do is accept what He did and live for him..It's not easy because our ugly flesh steps in, but it He is so worth living for..and fulfilling what he calls us to do...  Oh that I may not be ashamed of myself when I see my Lord and Savior in front of me..I think I would if I died today..I want to tell so many more people about Him..I know I could do soooo much more.. Gotta get off this landing pad and fly..  gotta get uncomfortable....I know I'm getting closer..I can feel it in my spirit...  Be free Claudia...be all that Jesus has intended for you to be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-6232691262199984220?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/6232691262199984220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=6232691262199984220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6232691262199984220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6232691262199984220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2010/03/2am.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-6080251338088701404</id><published>2010-02-09T16:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:13:05.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts for today</title><content type='html'>Jerry and I just recently returned from Muskegon..for meetings and errands.   One of the places we went to was Hages. (A Christian Bookstore)  I was looking for Bibles for the Kids ministry and came upon 4.00 Bibles in which the manager ended up giving them to me for 3.00 each!!  God is sooo good.  I got 20 of them.  I'll pass them out tomorrow nite. &lt;br /&gt;This morning I gave Buddy a hair cut and bath.  He smells much better..He was just nasty looking and smelling..  I also did some organizing.. It'sn ow 5pm..I still need to bake some sugar cookies for the Kids Valentines Day Party..  and if I feel ok I'll go to the church to hang some pics in Jerry's office...&lt;br /&gt;Things in my head I would love to have done:&lt;br /&gt;All my videos transferred to DVDS&lt;br /&gt;My pantry cleaned organized&lt;br /&gt;My towel closet cleaned and organized&lt;br /&gt;My paper stack organized&lt;br /&gt;Liz's family picture order done&lt;br /&gt;Find out picture cost for Caroline&lt;br /&gt;Take down Christmas lites outside&lt;br /&gt;wash throw blankets&lt;br /&gt;Get picture from Fred for moms picture collage&lt;br /&gt;Order kids pics for Kari&lt;br /&gt;Set up visits with Josh&lt;br /&gt;Wow classrooms more organized&lt;br /&gt;Creative memories books done for kids&lt;br /&gt;Angel blanket for Charly&lt;br /&gt;Video for Bob and LLynn&lt;br /&gt;Video for Hoffmann family&lt;br /&gt;Ceiling tiles installed in downstairs bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Carpets shampooed&lt;br /&gt;Thank you notes sent out&lt;br /&gt;Pillow cases ironed for downstairs bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Paint frames&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh this all makes me tired....LOL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-6080251338088701404?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/6080251338088701404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=6080251338088701404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6080251338088701404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6080251338088701404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughts-for-today.html' title='Thoughts for today'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-824531068315047762</id><published>2009-11-27T00:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:25:18.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 4 months since I posted</title><content type='html'>Time flies.  We had Thanksgiving at Mindy and Mike's home.  The food and fellowship was especially sweet this year.  I miss our Adult kids.   They are so amazing to me!   So glad they are my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been battling with some health issues these past few months.  Lump in breast, fibroid in uterus, 2 ruptured discs, lump in thyroid.  So far I have had a D&amp;amp;C , along with some exploratory surgery.  I am still in physical therapy for my back..  I had a biopsy on my thyroid, it hurt far more than I expected after talking to the nurse the morning of... and my mamogram is on Dec 3rd I think.   Then there will be follow-up appts.  Not sure what all those dates are or will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm on a rollercoaster ride.  Some days I have tons of energy and very upbeat, the next day I feel like I could sleep for days, my body sore and heart weary.  I go thru depression.   I usually tend to blame the weather on my weary days.  Not really sure what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it feels like to be balanced.  I mean really balanced.   It's hard to plan anything with my health..mental and physical.  I'm scared to death to set up appt's with people in fear that I will need to back out.  I hate letting people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few months have been very trying...I can't help but wonder about cancer.  And when I've been low emotionally I have hoped for cancer that would take me fast.  I know that is very honest and raw... and it is depression talking.  I'm not making plans if any of you are wondering.  I wonder how many 0ther people feel like me... none of us really know the amount of energy the other has.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please help me...give me strength to make a difference in someone's life today that would bring you glory.  I want to be more like you and less like me...Help me to hear you...my heart aches for the lost, and yet I feel paralyzed to make a difference lately.  I hate the fact that my flesh wins and my spirit looses especially when I am so tired.  When you were praying in the garden and had a few of the disciples with you, and they fell asleep...I can identify with them.  I feel like these are the last days, and I just can't stay awake.  I long to give you all I am and share your love with anyone who will listen, yet I end up doing something that pleases the flesh...it could be sleeping, cleaning, reading, phone, computer....I know I can't earn my way to heaven, but I don't want to feel ashamed either.   Could my imbalance be like a thorn was for Paul...I need to rely on your Grace to be sufficient.   No matter how I feel.  As for the wondering about cancer lately..no matter what the results are I know my furver for you will never change...I will pray for healing, or I will thank you for good results.  Bottom line is it's all about you.  When I feel like giving up on life,  because of its burdens...I need to remember your perfect plan.  Use me Lord in spite of my flesh.  I hate my flesh.   Change me, mold me into your likeness.  As painful as it is...I know that you have my best interest at heart.   Your Word says that when i am weak, then I am strong... I've seen you use my weaknesses, and it is humbling...My pride is so ugly!  You hate pride.  You've got my attention Lord.  Please help me to listen to you Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Give me the words to share at WOW.. and get me out of the way.  Bless our praise team..may we be one.  May our congregation reach out to the lost in huge miraculous ways.  What would it be like if everyone in our church could reach just one soul..  it's possible...I know it is.  Then once that happens it would be contagious...  Lord use us.   May we all be integrous, and authentic, and generous and compassionate...  I love you.  Good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-824531068315047762?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/824531068315047762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=824531068315047762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/824531068315047762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/824531068315047762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-4-months-since-i-posted.html' title='It&apos;s been 4 months since I posted'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-5807079557645773336</id><published>2009-07-25T22:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:03:02.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holton Days</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning with a sore neck...and felt very tired.  I made my way to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, and flipped thru channels on the tv in hopes to find something on that would make me interested and help me to wake up.  No such luck...I decided that since I had no where to go that I was committed to, I would just go back to bed for a while, and maybe when I woke up I would actually have felt well rested.  Well, 3 hours later I awoke..It was now 11:00a.m.  I had to look twice at the alarm clock because I couldn't believe I slept that long..Well, the good news was that I felt better, the bad is that my morning was gone.  I had hoped to make it to the pancake breakfast at the church.   Regardless,  I showered and ate some oatmeal and made my way to the community center to see how things were going.  I had a nice time visiting some folks from Holton, and had a nice little lunch, and watched the parade.   During the parade I couldn't help but wish my grandkids were there.  They would have loved it.  Lots of candy was being thrown...  They also had a lot of kids activities...I'll have to have them over next year for this event.  After the parade, Jerry and I made our way down town to check out the rest of the activities..we made it to the craft show section.  I bought Mindy a bookmark, and Kari and Mindy's little girls (not yet born)  a rattle.   Jerry and I made it to about the 4th tent with crafts and I had an instant headache...no warning signs at all..there I stood enjoy Hanks talent (man from our church) he makes beautiful baskets.. and the left side of my head felt stabbing pain.  I told Hank I thought I needed to sit down, and he graciously gave me his chair and a cup of water.. The pain continued and I felt a bit dizzy so Hank got Jerry who meandered his way to the next display...Jerry asked if I needed to go home, and of course I said yes.  Hank let us borrow his van, and off we went.  I climbed into bed and took my pain meds, which I did not take in the morning because I would like to see if I'm getting better or not..and the pain meds would just be covering whatever is going on in my neck.  At this point I was ready for the medicine.  I slept for 3 hours.  I awoke at 6pm...  My afternoon gone.  Bummer.  I got up and made a bagel with cream cheese and watched hgtv for a while.  Then I did a bit of laundry and picked up the house a little.  I felt pretty good.  No headache no pain in the neck.  I then took a shower because I felt sweaty, then grabbed a book I have been wanting to read.."Next Door Savior"   and climbed back into bed, where I am at presently.  I read a few chapters and then felt the need to call Ashley.  I felt I needed to just humble myself and be in relationship with her.  When I called Ricci answered and went to get her..then I heard a staticey noice and we were disconnected.  Well, unsure if she had just hung up or we just had a  bad connection I tried to call back and got his answer machine.  I'm assuming Ashley hung up.  Well, I'll leave that to God as usual.    It is so hard for me to be out of relationship with my kids.  Even though they are adults.  I feel ok about Brett, (although I wish I made more effort to be in touch)  I feel distant with Mindy (but have felt that way for years, I think it's just our personalities)  I feel close to Kari (she is so good at staying in touch, and seems like she really loves us, I need to get better at showing her my love) Then there's Ashley...I don't know what I quite feel right now..and Josh...and just pray he is ok.  I don't know where he is, but Amanda knows and she said she is friends with him now. &lt;br /&gt;I don't like who I see in the mirror lately.  I find it so difficult to maintain friendships and family relationships.  I'm feeling very sad right now.  I have a deep sense of failure right now.  I'm sure this feeling won't last long...I'm just being honest with how I feel for now.  I hear Jerry shutting down the livingroom and locking doors, so I know it's time for bed.  That means time to end these thoughts which may be a good thing.  I hope the morning feels better than this night time.   I look forward to being with my church family in the morning...and in corporate worship to God.  I sure do NEED God in my life.   Good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-5807079557645773336?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/5807079557645773336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=5807079557645773336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5807079557645773336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5807079557645773336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/07/holton-days.html' title='Holton Days'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-8186415253112453121</id><published>2009-07-21T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:20:35.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adult children</title><content type='html'>What does a mother do and how should she respond as she watches her adult children make such poor choices.  I feel powerless to teach anything...all I do is say that you are in my prayers.    I have two a.c. who play around with drugs and alcohol.  They speak to their father and me only when desperate or they have forgotten our last arguement.  We all just play this little Drama.   I'm so tired of it all.  It zaps my energy so quickly, and I know my health has paid a huge price.   I do my best to put them at the cross along with my pain.   I try imagine that somehow, someway my pain will help encourage anothers walk who has similiar issues.  It's like riding a rollercoaster.  I think they are getting out of the woods, and then they turn around and go back for more garbage.&lt;br /&gt;While Amanda and Josh were living with us I made it clear that they were to have no contact with Ashley because she would bring them further down.  Now that Amanda and Josh have moved out...guess where they are?  Yes of course...right back where they started.  Unhealth attracts unhealth.   Today I'm just throwing my hands up in the air.  The drama in their lives is like one of those raunchy talk shows.    They are all cheating on each other, using drugs and alcohol, smoking, piercing, etc...Just so lost!    Because I know they have been raised well, (not perfect) but Well...it makes viewing thier lives so painful.  They know where to find peace and joy yet they run to all this evil world has to offer.   I must say that at this point there are no guarentees as to how your children will turn out.  I have witnessed children raised in abusive homes turn out as well rounded individuals who contribute possitively to our society.  I'm just really weary of their lifestyle.  How much is enough?  How can I just not care?   Sometimes being a mom really stinks!    I must lean on God for my pain, and stand in the gap for their pain...Can't believe anyone would choose the lifestyle they live in.  I just don't get it!  Any advice or thoughts on this would be greatly appreciated.    Help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-8186415253112453121?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/8186415253112453121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=8186415253112453121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8186415253112453121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8186415253112453121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/07/adult-children.html' title='Adult children'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-2840018919594960021</id><published>2009-07-21T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:55:24.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Reflect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It isn't easy for me to take time to reflect, but when I do I feel more complete.   I have so many things I'd like to do.  I would love to have a fully labeled home.  I know that sounds silly, but these are my desires I am talking about.  I would like to have consistant energy, and some routine in my life.   Don't get me wrong I love the freedom I am now experiencing.  I would just like to commit to a few things weekly.  I'd love to join the women's group that gathers on Wed. mornings..which is tomorrow.  ( I think I will finally be able to make it)  On Tues mornings I'd like to start a book study on "The Shack"  I really enjoyed that book and would like to go deeper in thought with others who have read it.   I already belong to the praise team, although this month I have missed most of the practices.  Practice is on Thurs. nites.  I will soon be delving into a kids program on Wednesday nites.  I am a bit nervous about this because I am fully aware of all the energy that this program takes.  I just need to hand over the anxiety to God, because I am convinced he has laid this program on my heart.   I would love to see my grandchildren more often..gas money seems to be problematic and my energy, and schedule.  So as it stands..my Mondays, Fri, Sat, Sundays would be fully free.  My commitments would be Tues, Wed, Thursdays.  That sounds pretty good.  Although Fridays are me and Jerry's time.  I think the best time for the grandchildren would be Sunday afternoons.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok now that I have some of that off my mind I just want to reflect.  I am so blessed, in so many ways.  I am a stay at home wife.  I can do whatever I want to do (within God's realm)  I can take time like now to sit in my swing outside that overlooks our wooded backyard and just be.  So much of time passes me by so quickly.  That is why I know that I need to just have some day -dream time..or time to reflect, or just sit in the presence of Gods's holiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of my relationships are going well.  I wish that I would take more time to spend with Julie, and Carol.  I need them in my life.  As far as my children go..we'll I have a few that I wish I was closer to, but I am accepting the distance for now.  Perhaps things will change in the future as it pertains to us.   I love my family dearly, and hope that all know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoy the beauty of nature, or a song that speaks to my heart, or the sound of a child laughing.  I love it when someone reads to me.  When Heidi visited last she was kind enough to read aloud to me, while we were sitting on the swing.  I love hugs from my hubby, and his gentle kisses.  I like to decorate..and watch  HGTV.   I like the feel of a gentle breeze across my face and thru my hair.  I like singing songs to God .  I like playing my guitar and piano.  and making up poems.  I like to sit by a campfire.  I like massages.  I like encouraging people, I like rocking a baby to sleep.  I like the smell of heavily scented roses, and the smell of lilacs.  I like deep discussions with my sister Caroline.   I like praying with my mom.  I love to have my body slatherd in lotion.  I like to be around people who like to laugh and don't take life to seriously.  I like noodles sauteed in butter with sugar on the top.  I like watching birds, and listening to them.  I like the sound of my husbands voice.  I like a clean home.  I like fresh cut flowers in my home.  I like learning how to garden.  I like snuggling with my dog Buddy.  I like throwing out stuff or giving it away if I don't need it.  I like garage sales.  I like getting a new outfit.  I like having my hair colored and cut.  I like to dance.  &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/19162142-2840018919594960021?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/2840018919594960021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=2840018919594960021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/2840018919594960021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/2840018919594960021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-to-reflect.html' title='Time to Reflect'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-7315866930970006758</id><published>2009-06-09T01:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:16:09.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your ordinary day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Si3wD38KMkI/AAAAAAAAA2M/r8clMcgi-DQ/s1600-h/Jun08_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192282105197122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Si3wD38KMkI/AAAAAAAAA2M/r8clMcgi-DQ/s320/Jun08_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Si3wDnl4BhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/kmA1vKubkKk/s1600-h/Jun08_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192277716764178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Si3wDnl4BhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/kmA1vKubkKk/s320/Jun08_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Si3wDhKuDVI/AAAAAAAAA18/kiRc6k2bbLw/s1600-h/Jun08_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192275992251730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Si3wDhKuDVI/AAAAAAAAA18/kiRc6k2bbLw/s320/Jun08_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept in this morning and it felt great! (sort of) I awoke to a grey sky, and ate a late breakfast, then went to the couch where I slept some more. Then I talked with Charly, and did some work with my calendar. Trying to fit time in with all the grandchildren, children, church, Jerry, my family, Jerry's family, my friends... is difficult. Lately I have just felt overwhelmed and wanting to be around no one. Last Friday I did that! I took the whole day, and talked to no one. I worked on cleaning the garage. I need to post a picture of it. It took me a couple of days to complete. I bought some peg board to hang up Jerry's tools, and I organized his tool boxes. I enjoyed my time alone. So anyway, getting back to what I did today...After adding things to my calendar I showered and got ready to go get some groceries, and see a movie with Jerry. On the way to Meijers we noticed something was taking place at the Alltel store. Big lights and panel reflectors all around the store and inside it. They were shooting a commercial. It looked interesting so we drove through the parking lot..we only stayed for a minute and then went to Meijers..and the movie. On our way back from the movie we noticed they were still shooting the commercial, so we decided to go back and watch. After the commercial was done the guys came up to us spectators and offered us to take pictures of them and with us if we wanted. So hey, why not! Jerry had his camera phone so here are a few of them that were taken. We had a great time! Hence the title...not your ordinary day. I try hard to not let days feel that way..there is always something new to learn or experience. &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/19162142-7315866930970006758?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/7315866930970006758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=7315866930970006758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7315866930970006758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7315866930970006758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-your-ordinary-day.html' title='Not your ordinary day'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Si3wD38KMkI/AAAAAAAAA2M/r8clMcgi-DQ/s72-c/Jun08_0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-9201217632791604154</id><published>2009-06-01T20:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:44:25.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Work</title><content type='html'>My first Spring/Summer to work on my yard and home without the responsibilites of raising children, or a job.  It feels so wonderful.  Time to get to know me.  While working on the yard I love talking to God and also spending time just listening.  Today I was thinking about the Garden of Eden.  It must have been absolutely beautiful!  I was also excited to think of what Heaven must look like.   If the earth has so much beauty in it...just imagine Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Kari, Charly and Aydan spent the last few days here while Mark and his friend put in windows at their home.  I didn't spend as much time with them as hoped for, due to being sick...but the time we had together was very nice..(as usual)&lt;br /&gt;Jerry went to the store to get some laundry soap and some more top soil for my flowers.  He is so wonderful!  He is always ready to make a run to the store...something I hate to do, he loves to do.  We make a great pair.  He is the love of my life, and I just can't imagine life without him, but when that does happen it only means that in a short time we will be reunited in Heaven...unless we go at the same time, which would be ideal.  hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;As I said before..I'm looking forward to getting to know more about me.  I have a new freedom, a freedom I don't want to take for granted.   I want to fill my life with new things each day, so that no two days look alike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-9201217632791604154?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/9201217632791604154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=9201217632791604154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/9201217632791604154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/9201217632791604154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/06/yard-work.html' title='Yard Work'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-6087797162652008005</id><published>2009-03-25T01:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:21:55.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>late nite</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to get my house in order lately.   Merging the items from the Grand Haven home to our Holton home...and trying to get rid of a lot of it..selling or giving it away.  I'm back into communication with Ashley...that does my heart good.  I've missed her for so long.  All our kids seem to be doing well.  Praise God.  Tonite I spent a few hours looking at old videos.  Wow... I cried and laughed and just sat there and absorbed the memories...  Need to go to bed for now.  I told Jerry I'd be in soon..that was a few hours ago.  My heart is happy, and I feel so blessed today.  Good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-6087797162652008005?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/6087797162652008005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=6087797162652008005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6087797162652008005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6087797162652008005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/03/late-nite.html' title='late nite'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-1517578385089685631</id><published>2009-02-16T20:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:31:44.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's list</title><content type='html'>I picked up my room this morning, made my bed, made a cup of tea, showered, packed up my computer and went to the church to do some client work on my computer in Jerry's office.  I enjoy working in there it is nice and warm,  (struggled with a headache most of the day) and he gets his work done while I'm in there...It works out great!  I made 2 video slideshows,  called a few clients for scheduling pick-ups for their sr. pics,  Jerry and I took Josh to Goodwill to buy a pair of black pants for work..we found a pair that looked brand new, it's hard to beat $3 for pants.  They looked great on him.  Then we dropped him off at work. I made coleslaw,  cleaned out a closet, did dinner dishes, swept kitchen floor,  made a pot of coffee and gave Jerry a cup of it while he was relaxing on his comfy chair.  My favorite part of the day was making a cup of coffee for Jer.  I love him so much.  I love my life! &lt;br /&gt;This week already is filling up so quickly.  I would really love to take a solid 5 days off to just arrange my house the way I want it.  I feel guilty for saying that because I have so many friends and relatives who want to get together.  This weekend we are having Evan, Garrett, and Grant over.  I get so obsessed with wanting my house to be organized, as I get older the hatred for clutter grows.  I just want everything in it's place.   And if it doesn't have a place I want to give it to someone who could use it or sell it . &lt;br /&gt;When Josh came home from work tonight he asked me if I would start jogging with him in the morning.  8:00am is when he said he'd like to start.  I said sure.  We both want to be healthy.  He thinks this will help him want to quit smoking too.  I'm glad to hear he is motivated (no matter how long it lasts)   I love spending time with him.  We really missed a lot of time when he was younger.  I feel like this is an awesome second chance.. I also feel like our family relationship is good for Amanda (daughter in-law)   because I think she has always longed for a mother who was stable and in a healthy marriage.  I love her like a daughter!  I really enjoy being with her and Zion!   I think we get closer everyday.. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I'm done rambling on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-1517578385089685631?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/1517578385089685631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=1517578385089685631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1517578385089685631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1517578385089685631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-list.html' title='Today&apos;s list'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-6588073950897224459</id><published>2009-02-14T02:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:38:46.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up at 7:30 am showered... gave my hubby a smooch, grabbed a cup of tea and drove to Muskegon for a bit of shopping, errands and some time at B&amp;amp;N, and filled out a few Valentine Cards.  I had to be back to Holton for Tim Kobera's funeral at 1:00pm.  It was a beautiful funeral.  Jerry did a lovely service, as usual!   And Amanda Selleck was a wonderful help in the kitchen..Amanda still amazes me!   Tim was such a loving, caring man.  He will be very missed!  But we know we will someday see each other again.  Yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;After the funeral and lunch, Jerry and I went to visit with the family of Bonnie Ingram (Bonnie's funeral is tomorrow, ok today because it is after midnite.)   The family was a joy to be with, and they had much to share about Bonnie.  Bonnie was such a blessing to all who knew her.   Please pray for Bonnie's family as well as Tim's.  So hard to loose a loved one.  After the visit with Bonnie's family we went grocery shopping.  Then we came home, Jerry went to his computer, and I took care of groceries, and began to make Vegie soup, and pasta salad.  The vegie soup is  a fund raiser for the New Community Center in Holton..(where clothes and food will be given out to help those in need in our area.)  And the Pasta salad is for Bonnie's funeral...I also made deviled eggs for part of our Valentines Day meal tomorrow..(today)   Now it is 2:30am and I am going to bed!!!  Life if full of joy, I'm where I want to be in my life...very happy and content.  God is good all the time..All the time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-6588073950897224459?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/6588073950897224459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=6588073950897224459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6588073950897224459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6588073950897224459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-3806757434377884806</id><published>2009-02-01T23:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:33:03.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>We are home from vacation now, Jerry and I went down south for 3 weeks...Georgia and Florida.  We had such a great time relaxing and taking in the perfect sun.  (not too hot or cold)&lt;br /&gt;While it is true that we had a great time, it sure is nice to be home now too.  I have so many personal projects I want to dive into, as well as setting up dates to see my grandkids/adult kids.  On the way home from our vacation, we stopped in to see Charly and Aydan...and of course Mark and Kari.   I sure did miss them all.  Charly is talking like crazy now, and we shared several belly laughs together.  We kept making faces at each other which started when Kari and I got together with our video cams from our computers, while I was on vacation in Florida.  Neither one of us had sound.. so all we could do was make silly faces.  I also hid from the camera and played peek a boo!   Way too much fun!  As for  Aydan, he is just amazing!  Sweet as ever!  I got to feed him his bottle, snuggle and tickle him and look at books with him.  Pure Joy!  Leaving is always so hard.  I just love being with them all.  So glad I will soon be seeing them all more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-3806757434377884806?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/3806757434377884806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=3806757434377884806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3806757434377884806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3806757434377884806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/02/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-389189480068208321</id><published>2009-01-13T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:33:57.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it to Anna Maria Island</title><content type='html'>It is very beautiful here, and filled with artsy people.  Lots to look at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-389189480068208321?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/389189480068208321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=389189480068208321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/389189480068208321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/389189480068208321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-made-it-to-anna-maria-island.html' title='We made it to Anna Maria Island'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-9122175154976953849</id><published>2008-12-23T23:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:50:00.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update on work and Christmas</title><content type='html'>I only have a couple of orders left to send out, and I have about 8 more dvd slideshows to make for clients.  Then...walah I will be done.  The light is getting brighter.  Soon I hope to work on my Jesus mission.    I must get the Christmas pics photographed.  I hope tomorrow works for that.  I'll have to see.  All in God's time. &lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to going to the Holton Adult Foster Care Home on Christmas.  Jerry and I do this each year, and it is such a treat for us.  They appreciate any love, attention or gifts they get.  What a joy to be with brothers and sisters like that.   I made a slide show of last years christmas party for them to watch.  I know they will be so excited to see themselves on tv.   Then we will pass out gifts, and sing some songs, eat some goodies, and visit for a while.  That is when Christmas is most real to me.  How about any of you?  When is Christmas most real for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-9122175154976953849?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/9122175154976953849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=9122175154976953849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/9122175154976953849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/9122175154976953849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-on-work-and-christmas.html' title='update on work and Christmas'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-1158071683803028587</id><published>2008-12-23T00:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:55:14.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HO!HO!HO! It's Snow, Snow SNOW!</title><content type='html'>This is our picnic table!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB8UZJVf1I/AAAAAAAAAx4/Jhqz7O9nGwA/s1600-h/DSC_0006+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282859052694863698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB8UZJVf1I/AAAAAAAAAx4/Jhqz7O9nGwA/s320/DSC_0006+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB8UYoU24I/AAAAAAAAAxw/sYS_G81U2CY/s1600-h/DSC_0005+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282859052556409730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB8UYoU24I/AAAAAAAAAxw/sYS_G81U2CY/s320/DSC_0005+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our table yesterday... It's fun watching it grow...and I mean grow...I cana't wait to show you all the snow from today and tonite...I'll try to take a few more pics in the morning and post them.  Ahhhh to be a kid again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't remember a time when I saw so much snow! Here are a few pics from yesterday. I will be taking more tomorrow morning. We got quite a bit more snow today, and tonite. Just heard a weather report that said expect another snow storm with about 5-10inches of additional snow. it must be getting close to 4 feet!! Pure amazement and beauty! &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/19162142-1158071683803028587?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/1158071683803028587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=1158071683803028587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1158071683803028587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1158071683803028587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/12/hohoho-its-snow-snow-snow.html' title='HO!HO!HO! It&apos;s Snow, Snow SNOW!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB8UZJVf1I/AAAAAAAAAx4/Jhqz7O9nGwA/s72-c/DSC_0006+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-2786243496754968597</id><published>2008-12-23T00:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:43:03.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6RBOclmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/bIciCZB2SSM/s1600-h/DSC_0019+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282856795710985826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6RBOclmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/bIciCZB2SSM/s320/DSC_0019+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6Q6ctKFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/boVJjlgOV1w/s1600-h/DSC_0018+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282856793891743826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6Q6ctKFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/boVJjlgOV1w/s320/DSC_0018+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6Q04vPxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FKstjoRhPZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0017+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282856792398708498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6Q04vPxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FKstjoRhPZ8/s320/DSC_0017+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6Qt-ls4I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/8ZIRqH1M0vs/s1600-h/DSC_0015+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282856790544200578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6Qt-ls4I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/8ZIRqH1M0vs/s320/DSC_0015+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&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/19162142-2786243496754968597?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/2786243496754968597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=2786243496754968597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/2786243496754968597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/2786243496754968597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/12/ready-set.html' title='Ready, Set.....'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVB6RBOclmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/bIciCZB2SSM/s72-c/DSC_0019+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-3324809623437099522</id><published>2008-12-23T00:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:46:14.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zion crawling!</title><content type='html'>Man that little guy can move now. Have to watch him all the time, when he is set down on the floor!! He is such a joy to watch grow up. I love to hear him laugh, he is very ticklish around the neck area. Today opa and I picked up a crib, mattress, highchair, crib sheets, security blanky, &amp;amp;winnie the pooh mobile for his crib. He has needed a crib for a while now, and I'm so happy to know he has one now. We got a great deal on the crib through Craigs list. I love that site!&lt;br /&gt;Jerry had his colonoscopy this morning...he went through the experience like a champ. The worse part was the I.V. I thank God this is over now.. Although I'm sure we will hear more butt jokes. The Dr. found a small polyp that he will be testing...results we be found out within a few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-3324809623437099522?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/3324809623437099522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=3324809623437099522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3324809623437099522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3324809623437099522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/12/zion-crawling.html' title='Zion crawling!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-6712452176293769144</id><published>2008-12-22T23:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:19:04.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to decorate the tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVBz1H6GwKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/_8EsbpZ9l0E/s1600-h/DSC_0036+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282849719398613154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVBz1H6GwKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/_8EsbpZ9l0E/s320/DSC_0036+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started decorating the tree, and in no time Zion fell asleep.  We are sure he was dreaming of sugar plums...  Much like his daddy, he just wasn't into the whole tree decorating thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVBz0njYikI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Dz81Am31piI/s1600-h/DSC_0046+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282849710713375298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVBz0njYikI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Dz81Am31piI/s320/DSC_0046+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked Jerry to take this picture WHILE we were putting on the ornaments.  It's posed can you tell?   I just wanted an action shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVBzz0y4NJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/QSHMpG3ONVw/s1600-h/DSC_0043+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282849697088156818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVBzz0y4NJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/QSHMpG3ONVw/s320/DSC_0043+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda and Claudia making memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is less than a week away from Christmas and I decide it's finally time to decorate the tree. Jerry and I set up the tree a few days ago and put lites on..and decorated the house a bit. Tonite, Amanda and I hung the decorations. Josh went to his home (basement) to play his favorite computer game...while Jerry played his comp. game too in his little cubby in the living room. Amanda and I had some good laughs, and I was able to share some memories of the ornaments on the tree that the kids made. It was fun going back in time for a visit. I really loved being a mom. (still do.) And now the joy of being OMA is awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pics of Amanda, Zion and I decorating the tree.&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/19162142-6712452176293769144?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/6712452176293769144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=6712452176293769144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6712452176293769144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6712452176293769144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-to-decorate-tree.html' title='Time to decorate the tree'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SVBz1H6GwKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/_8EsbpZ9l0E/s72-c/DSC_0036+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-3409806519489294314</id><published>2008-12-17T02:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:38:45.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep</title><content type='html'>I felt Jesus calling me to the sofa to spend some special time with Him.  (I got out of bed in the middle of the night)  I began reading in the book of Luke.  His Word makes my heart pound quickly.  While reading it tonite I felt like I was looking for a lost treasure.  Each word just etched into my heart.  I love Jesus so much, and have so much to learn!  I felt so empowered after reading tonite (morning)  I just want to tell everyone the Good News!  I think I would even share with Buddy if he were sitting here with me.  I am so amazed that He really loves me, it is so very hard for me to take that in.   He chose to forgive humankind while they were yet sinners!  He chose us!    He loves this sinner.  WHOA!!  How can I hold this wonderful truth inside?  Why would I even try.   I can't wait for Friday.  The Lord willing I will be starting the mission I believe God has called me to.  I will talk more on that at a later time.  Lets just say that I really feel like doing this will bring Glory to God, and since we are called to glorify Him...&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for that!  Gotta get some sleep for now.  God Loves You...if you question that check out the Bible, and spend some time in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 10:41-42&lt;br /&gt;Martha, Martha, the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed.  Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-3409806519489294314?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/3409806519489294314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=3409806519489294314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3409806519489294314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3409806519489294314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-7861891958655811999</id><published>2008-12-13T07:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T07:54:17.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The count down</title><content type='html'>Only a few weeks before I put my professional season of life behind me.  Soon I will be a full time mom (to Buddy) and a bit for Josh and Amanda even though they are married.  I love cooking meals for them.  They don't seem to mind this either...go figure.    I'm so glad that I have been granted time with Joshua.  I have prayed many years for what I am experiencing now with him.  I still pinch myself.  I love him so much and I see the work of God and medicine in him.  Never give up hope.  I am a firm believer in tough love, and prayer.   Our prodical is back.  He is an amazing young man.  I'll also be available for my other children,  grandchildren,  family,  friends, and God.  I miss them all!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we will be heading out to my sister Liz's home in Lowell.  I can't wait to get together with family.  I could cry right now just thinking of it.  I miss everyone so much.   In order for me to feel balanced I need to be a part of their lives.  I love the laughter, conversation, and love that fills the room when we are all together.  I still wish my dad could be here.  There is a hole he left behind, but I also see so much of him in each of us.  Different qualities surface.  Hans has dad's laugh and temper.  Mike has dad's compassion, and enjoyment of family, Fred has dad's walk,&lt;br /&gt;Caroline has dad's responsibility, I have my dad's  goofiness, and Liz carries dad's love for sports, and discipline. (of course all the boys do too)  The thing my dad taught us the most was dedication.  He loved his family and at any cost, emotionally, or financially he kept us together.  He loved and feared God...He was a strong man and a gentleman.  He taught me how to ride the storms of life.  When ever I was struggling  he always had a way of making my problems seem small.  Sometimes he didn't say a thing after I would share stuff with him...even in his silence there was instruction.  Even to this day when I feel sorry for myself I sometimes reflect back on how my dad raised 6 kids.  I don't remember him ever feeling sorry for himself.  He just loved us.  I miss cutting his hair, and fingernails and toenails.  I would also give him back massages.  He loved that!!!  I'm sure he did looking back at it now.  Touch is so important for all of us.  And my love language is touch.  (I would probably emotionally die with out it.)   I'm so glad I have a husband who loves to hug me anytime anywhere.  Well, in memory of my dad...I am so grateful for a father who loved me, cared for me, and was always available for me.   Thanks to God for awesome papa's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-7861891958655811999?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/7861891958655811999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=7861891958655811999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7861891958655811999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7861891958655811999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/12/count-down.html' title='The count down'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-6895010518005846465</id><published>2008-11-10T22:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:13:33.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One more order done</title><content type='html'>Yes...One more  photo order is done.  That leaves me with 22 I think.   Should be done by Christmas.  I think of the all the time.  I am daring to dream again.  I love it. &lt;br /&gt;I just ate 2 cheese sandwiches, and felt like I ate nothing.  This feels like a dangerous eating evening.   I best stay away from the kitchen.  DANGER! DANGER!   I better take some time to be with God to see what is eating away at me.  &lt;br /&gt;These next few days I have nothing in my books but artwork, so I'm hoping to get a lot done...&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to spending time with Charly &amp;amp; Aydan this weekend.  Only 4 days away.  I miss them so much.  I also miss Luke and Gavin!  Please pray for Gavin, Ashley and Cody.  Still have not heard from Ashley.  (several months)  Also pray for my poor memory.  I think both positive stress and neg stress can take a toll on your memory.  Regardless, this really bothers me.  An example is that I took my rings off to clean them, and couldn't remember which hand my diamond went on. (So I just guessed) Later a  friend at church  pointed out to me that my wedding ring was on the wrong finger. )  It's that kind of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to get a little more work done, then off to bed. Take a moment to pray for at least one person right now.  Nothing more powerful we can do with our time.  Pray for the lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-6895010518005846465?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/6895010518005846465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=6895010518005846465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6895010518005846465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/6895010518005846465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-more-order-done.html' title='One more order done'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-936602870285525783</id><published>2008-11-03T02:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:37:07.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qFhpYlEI/AAAAAAAAAww/7EkG_EZN_og/s1600-h/_DSC0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264332026350703682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qFhpYlEI/AAAAAAAAAww/7EkG_EZN_og/s320/_DSC0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qFXtN6yI/AAAAAAAAAwo/mTR1fUpOYLE/s1600-h/_DSC0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264332023682427682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qFXtN6yI/AAAAAAAAAwo/mTR1fUpOYLE/s320/_DSC0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qFdiyihI/AAAAAAAAAwg/6mod-05tOTY/s1600-h/_DSC0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264332025249303058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qFdiyihI/AAAAAAAAAwg/6mod-05tOTY/s320/_DSC0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qE7CKnUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/R63AAOEgT0I/s1600-h/_DSC0147+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264332015985663298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qE7CKnUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/R63AAOEgT0I/s320/_DSC0147+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Mark Unrath's birthday we went to South Haven, and we were looking at some pictures, he commented on wishing he had a picture of blueberries, after we saw one. So I thought, "Oh that could be fun to do." So here are a few a took this summer. His friend makes blueberry wine, that's why I put some in a wine glass. These are low res..if anyone especially Mark wants one, then I will send you a higher resolution. &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/19162142-936602870285525783?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/936602870285525783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=936602870285525783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/936602870285525783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/936602870285525783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/blueberries.html' title='Blueberries'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6qFhpYlEI/AAAAAAAAAww/7EkG_EZN_og/s72-c/_DSC0172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-7556160133564932222</id><published>2008-11-03T01:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:00:37.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile if you like potato salad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6g_RMh5mI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/uSgUo4MrNlc/s1600-h/_DSC0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322023250847330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6g_RMh5mI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/uSgUo4MrNlc/s320/_DSC0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6g_L0fuUI/AAAAAAAAAwI/NmtKNcPog0Y/s1600-h/_DSC0049+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322021807864130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6g_L0fuUI/AAAAAAAAAwI/NmtKNcPog0Y/s320/_DSC0049+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUMMM... There is just something about potato salad that makes me feel happy. This is the kind the I had growing up. Maybe it's the associated memories. I made this for Ryan's Grad party. &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/19162142-7556160133564932222?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/7556160133564932222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=7556160133564932222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7556160133564932222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7556160133564932222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/smile-if-you-like-potatoe-salad.html' title='Smile if you like potato salad!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6g_RMh5mI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/uSgUo4MrNlc/s72-c/_DSC0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-2412288979114244347</id><published>2008-11-03T01:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:46:11.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Proud Opa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6eL6myL-I/AAAAAAAAAwA/MfwHTdWtZUk/s1600-h/DSC_0006+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264318941990367202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6eL6myL-I/AAAAAAAAAwA/MfwHTdWtZUk/s320/DSC_0006+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture! Nothing in this world compares to being an Opa and Oma. This is Zion at almost 4 months. He can already sit up...a bit wobbly but he does it. He is so alert and loves to smile and loves to snuggle. Thank you Lord for our Grandchildren!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-2412288979114244347?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/2412288979114244347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=2412288979114244347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/2412288979114244347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/2412288979114244347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-proud-opa.html' title='One Proud Opa'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6eL6myL-I/AAAAAAAAAwA/MfwHTdWtZUk/s72-c/DSC_0006+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-7539197605381945138</id><published>2008-11-03T01:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:38:49.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some favs from a photo session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6ca63YLSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/HT7-1hpJXLo/s1600-h/DSC_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264317000734747938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6ca63YLSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/HT7-1hpJXLo/s320/DSC_0622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6carffCDI/AAAAAAAAAvw/iDcC00s4dYs/s1600-h/DSC_0409+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264316996608002098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6carffCDI/AAAAAAAAAvw/iDcC00s4dYs/s320/DSC_0409+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6caaesl-I/AAAAAAAAAvo/OBZO0jCjjyA/s1600-h/DSC_0294+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264316992041293794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6caaesl-I/AAAAAAAAAvo/OBZO0jCjjyA/s320/DSC_0294+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6caE22OUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uJLn1z7-b1A/s1600-h/DSC_0146+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264316986237008194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6caE22OUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uJLn1z7-b1A/s320/DSC_0146+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6cZ5SxB1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/lc2Ki9NNIVU/s1600-h/DSC_0037+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264316983132882770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6cZ5SxB1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/lc2Ki9NNIVU/s320/DSC_0037+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This senior is planning on going into youth ministry. His name is Chris. Please pray for him and his calling. He was a riot to photograph! I really liked his pics. &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/19162142-7539197605381945138?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/7539197605381945138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=7539197605381945138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7539197605381945138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/7539197605381945138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-favs-from-photo-session.html' title='Some favs from a photo session'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6ca63YLSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/HT7-1hpJXLo/s72-c/DSC_0622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-5492555830593136017</id><published>2008-11-03T01:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:27:37.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh and Amanda getting married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6YfhanSGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XifUV9LLgA0/s1600-h/_DSC0016+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312681756051554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6YfhanSGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XifUV9LLgA0/s320/_DSC0016+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;November 28th is the big day for Josh and Amanda. The day after Thanksgiving. It will be a busy time filled with family! YES! Mindy's at Thankgsgiving...next day Wedding. Life is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy for them.  I really think they will have a great marriage.  I love spending time with them.  Amanda is a beautiful compliment to our family.  She is spunky, funny, loving...everything I would love to have if I were able to hand pick a daughter.  I don't think of her as a daughter in-law...but rather a daughter.  She's cemented in my heart.  I still laugh when I remember how I used to feel about her.  I won't let you know more than that, lets just say we are all just growing and learning.   I am soooo blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-5492555830593136017?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/5492555830593136017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=5492555830593136017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5492555830593136017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5492555830593136017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/josh-and-amanda-getting-married.html' title='Josh and Amanda getting married!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6YfhanSGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XifUV9LLgA0/s72-c/_DSC0016+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-1805551821367987997</id><published>2008-11-03T00:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T03:25:47.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Predictable life</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my last photo shoot. I have many mixed emotions about this. I have been so exhausted from all the hours of work, and thought that by the time I do my last shoot I would be jumping for joy. I guess it's just now hitting me that this chapter (book) in my life will soon be over. Selleck Photography is done. It has been such a predictable part of my life. When people would ask what are you doing this week? I'd respond..."Working" This Month...Working! This year Working! Long hours...16 hour days. I wake up grab a cup of coffee, turn on my computer, begin to work..then a few hours into the morning I hop in the shower..then set up studio, photograph the senior, come back download images, crop, color correct and delete images...go to bed. Wake up and it's the same thing...... I still have about 2 months of artwork left. But at least my shooting time is done. My goal is to be done by Christmas. It's so hard for me to imagine having a life, because as I've said earlier...my life is pretty predictable.&lt;br /&gt;My life has been pretty safe and uneventful in this career I've built around myself. What I mean by safe is...not a lot of conflicts. When you don't communicate with people your chances of conflict are greatly decreased. I like that part of my life. I hate conflict, and yet at the same time I speak my mind. Go figure. And what I mean about uneventful is that I do the same thing every day.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago when I went to my holton home on Sunday, it felt sooo good. I visited several people and had a wonderful time. I'd like to talk about my time with Walt. Walt is a man from our community, his son goes to our church...Walt is Catholic, and about 80-85 years old. I have permission to just walk in anytime and visit. Walt's wife died last year. I got to visit margaret a few times before she went to be with the Lord. What a beautiful person. I gave her foot rubs and sang hymns to her while her spirit was preparing for departure. What a spiritual experience that was. So glad I was able to meet her on this side of Heaven, and look forward to seeing her again. Well, when I went to Walts home, we had a bit of small talk and then he shared with me how much he missed going to the cemetary to visit margarets grave site, and that his son told him that she really isn't there, and that her spirit is in heaven. I then proceded to ask him if he wanted to go right now...that is unless he has something better to do. His face said it all. So off we went. I kidnapped Walt from his home. I informed his son that I had him and we were going to the cemetary. All was fine with him, so off we went. We got to the cemetary, and neither Walt or I could remember where her plot was. We drove around in about 5 or 6 circles. I then called Mike, Walt's son for directions, and he led us there verbally. I stopped my van in front of her plot. At this time we were experiencing hail, thunder and lightning. I put Walt's window down so he could look out the window and see his wife stone.  I then went to the grave stone and cleaned off all the leaves and noticed that someone left 2 (ceramic?)cardinals next to the stone. (Margaret loved cardinals) One of the cardinals had been blown away and over, so I picked it up and moved it back to the other cardinal . Walt just&lt;br /&gt;watched. I then went to his window and took his hands and we prayed. I said when he was ready we could go. He sat there a minute, and then said he was ready, and that next time when we go he'll remember where her plot was. I then asked him if he was hungry. He said he sure was but that he forgot his pocketbook. I said, "That's ok..this ones on me, you get the next one." We went to the Feedmill, and had soup and crackers. We had a great time together. I know that I was so much more blessed than he was. God has given me a heart for Walt. I love laughing with him, talking with him, hearing stories of his childhood, etc... I thank the Lord for Walt.&lt;br /&gt;When I think of being done with work...I think of all the unpredictable things I can do. Jerry calls me a butterfly...and thinks I need to stay very flexible to do what God calls me to do daily. I agree. I love to walk in the Spirit. There is so much adventure there. It's still hard for me to imagine a life like that. I've worked since I was 13, and raised 5 kids...I'm now facing a door that says, "Be free to fly my daughter...Love God" OOOOH the thought of that brings tears to my eyes. Freedom to be with our kids/grandkids.. family...friends...church... Off to bed for now, God Bless anyone reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-1805551821367987997?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/1805551821367987997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=1805551821367987997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1805551821367987997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1805551821367987997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/predictable-life.html' title='Predictable life'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-802611235511640000</id><published>2008-11-02T23:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:02:58.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great time with Mindy and Luke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FeVqhIGI/AAAAAAAAAvI/4cOHhi04Xm8/s1600-h/_DSC0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291770700734562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FeVqhIGI/AAAAAAAAAvI/4cOHhi04Xm8/s320/_DSC0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FZql_7-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/OUwz7x9mSEE/s1600-h/_DSC0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291690419580898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FZql_7-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/OUwz7x9mSEE/s320/_DSC0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FV3g6QiI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_HLQJb_KhW4/s1600-h/_DSC0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291625168421410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FV3g6QiI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_HLQJb_KhW4/s320/_DSC0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FRo2DnnI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5KugdYV9snA/s1600-h/_DSC0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291552511106674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FRo2DnnI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5KugdYV9snA/s320/_DSC0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FNRU154I/AAAAAAAAAuo/95KV-PJc0Uk/s1600-h/_DSC0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291477478303618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FNRU154I/AAAAAAAAAuo/95KV-PJc0Uk/s320/_DSC0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FHdIbgiI/AAAAAAAAAug/aJMte-lkjWQ/s1600-h/_DSC0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291377568252450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FHdIbgiI/AAAAAAAAAug/aJMte-lkjWQ/s320/_DSC0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FDdKbjdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/dTgVATxYrlM/s1600-h/_DSC0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291308857167314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FDdKbjdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/dTgVATxYrlM/s320/_DSC0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6E61Nj1uI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/N5ArmK2zq0w/s1600-h/_DSC0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291160693921506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6E61Nj1uI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/N5ArmK2zq0w/s320/_DSC0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6Eyw1MjJI/AAAAAAAAAuI/DhqX7oQvf6M/s1600-h/_DSC0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291022079036562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6Eyw1MjJI/AAAAAAAAAuI/DhqX7oQvf6M/s320/_DSC0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't seen the Richmonds in a very long time. Mindy called and suggested we meet half way for a visit. because so much time has gone by since our last visit. So we met at Krispy Kreme. How convenient. I had a pumpkin spice, and a great cup of coffee. While eating our donuts, Opa and Lukester had a great time playing a peek-a-boo game. Opa would turn his head away from Lukester then quickly turn toward him and make a silly face. I wish I had his laugh on audio. It was absolutely adorable! The pictures indicates the fun time they had. After sharing donuts together, we went to the mall. I took Luke for a walk, and suggested that Mindy and her dad go spend some time together. I know how important that relationship is. I wish I still had my dad here to talk to, and to laugh with. He provided so much love to me. I know he's in heaven basking in God's Glory. I just miss him. It was my dad's birthday when we spent time with Mindy and Luke. Great way to spend it. After the mall, we went to Meijer...picked up a few needed items, then we parted our ways with hugs and a few tears. All in all, we enjoyed our time together, and the Lord willing much more time ahead. &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/19162142-802611235511640000?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/802611235511640000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=802611235511640000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/802611235511640000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/802611235511640000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-time-with-mindy-and-luke.html' title='Great time with Mindy and Luke'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SQ6FeVqhIGI/AAAAAAAAAvI/4cOHhi04Xm8/s72-c/_DSC0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-5440805881318725154</id><published>2008-02-28T08:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:08:48.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayden is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8ax-QWlznI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MgK7d4f90bU/s1600-h/_DSC0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016905181318770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8ax-QWlznI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MgK7d4f90bU/s320/_DSC0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8ax-QWlzoI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zExLNCCvzNU/s1600-h/_DSC0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016905181318786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8ax-QWlzoI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zExLNCCvzNU/s320/_DSC0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axygWlziI/AAAAAAAAAiY/N-H-5CYmAx8/s1600-h/_DSC0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016703317855778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axygWlziI/AAAAAAAAAiY/N-H-5CYmAx8/s320/_DSC0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axywWlzjI/AAAAAAAAAig/-VSZVDwWkr8/s1600-h/_DSC0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016707612823090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axywWlzjI/AAAAAAAAAig/-VSZVDwWkr8/s320/_DSC0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axzAWlzkI/AAAAAAAAAio/X8zrho1Nd4A/s1600-h/_DSC0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016711907790402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axzAWlzkI/AAAAAAAAAio/X8zrho1Nd4A/s320/_DSC0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axzQWlzlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/TCMi1Fgf0s0/s1600-h/_DSC0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016716202757714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axzQWlzlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/TCMi1Fgf0s0/s320/_DSC0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axzQWlzmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/mi9Qm9NoufU/s1600-h/_DSC0080+copy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016716202757730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axzQWlzmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/mi9Qm9NoufU/s320/_DSC0080+copy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axfQWlzdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/yJkoiZzq0EM/s1600-h/_DSC0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016372605373906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axfQWlzdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/yJkoiZzq0EM/s320/_DSC0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axfgWlzeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/narGLHTH3Dc/s1600-h/_DSC0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016376900341218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axfgWlzeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/narGLHTH3Dc/s320/_DSC0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axfwWlzfI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Oh3mYMrDlXg/s1600-h/_DSC0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016381195308530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axfwWlzfI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Oh3mYMrDlXg/s320/_DSC0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axgAWlzgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/h2owP3A1_l4/s1600-h/_DSC0024+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016385490275842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axgAWlzgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/h2owP3A1_l4/s320/_DSC0024+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axgQWlzhI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/8-2JOLoGHnk/s1600-h/_DSC0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172016389785243154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8axgQWlzhI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/8-2JOLoGHnk/s320/_DSC0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited to announce Ayden Micheal Unrath is born. He is so beautiful! And Mama and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy are doing great. Check out some of these pics!&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/19162142-5440805881318725154?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/5440805881318725154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=5440805881318725154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5440805881318725154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5440805881318725154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2008/02/ayden-is-here.html' title='Ayden is here!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R8ax-QWlznI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MgK7d4f90bU/s72-c/_DSC0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-1128669149979278913</id><published>2007-12-02T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:34:18.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating the Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSmv_MKCI/AAAAAAAAAho/z4vxvkwZMoI/s1600-R/_DSC0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612794174056482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSmv_MKCI/AAAAAAAAAho/E4bHC3v59FE/s320/_DSC0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cody doesn't like his picture taken while eating... The sloppy joes were good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSc__MJ9I/AAAAAAAAAhA/j6SB8GvmRV8/s1600-R/_DSC0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612626670331858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSc__MJ9I/AAAAAAAAAhA/aCf1aXonw4U/s320/_DSC0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSdf_MJ-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/NlIKAM_4xDE/s1600-R/_DSC0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612635260266466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSdf_MJ-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/WfqGlihod8g/s320/_DSC0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so fun fun decorating the tree together...Amanda's beautiful smile added to the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSdv_MJ_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/aGdEtGGNRtg/s1600-R/_DSC0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612639555233778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSdv_MJ_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_0JPlO2vHC8/s320/_DSC0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opa with his one of our little gifts...Gavin.  He is so much fun to love on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSeP_MKAI/AAAAAAAAAhY/NLvjquudOHU/s1600-R/_DSC0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612648145168386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSeP_MKAI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Ad_lN9c6U0o/s320/_DSC0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awe..Ashley hanging ornaments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSef_MKBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/VEWgCROyydg/s1600-R/_DSC0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612652440135698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSef_MKBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/UWtGHKaQ7ls/s320/_DSC0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Gavin putting the star on the tree!  Gavin hooked his pinkie on the light strand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSF__MJ4I/AAAAAAAAAgY/jmwAKya9ij0/s1600-R/_DSC0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612231533340546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSF__MJ4I/AAAAAAAAAgY/y7C9DVmFi9w/s320/_DSC0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSGP_MJ5I/AAAAAAAAAgg/DRTCwGfFV74/s1600-R/_DSC0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612235828307858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSGP_MJ5I/AAAAAAAAAgg/xYM8CfxN4Ks/s320/_DSC0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so happy to decorate with our kidos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSGv_MJ6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/C_XaJINZR9o/s1600-R/_DSC0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612244418242466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSGv_MJ6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/2bKeRCCSe8k/s320/_DSC0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh sitting there lookin cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSG__MJ7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/Sx8MoSDL1UA/s1600-R/_DSC0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612248713209778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSG__MJ7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/EJsgcpWThtQ/s320/_DSC0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin in his Christmas stocking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSHP_MJ8I/AAAAAAAAAg4/5_VRQeiXiO8/s1600-R/_DSC0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139612253008177090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSHP_MJ8I/AAAAAAAAAg4/R-yruFwIL1Y/s320/_DSC0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Amanda happy together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1ORzP_MJ2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/onvTgYkCjIE/s1600-R/_DSC0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139611909410793314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1ORzP_MJ2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/Li2isfnoUPY/s320/_DSC0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1ORzf_MJ3I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/jKQTm_NKfZw/s1600-R/_DSC0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139611913705760626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1ORzf_MJ3I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XYkNHz6biLQ/s320/_DSC0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gavin's first outing...we went to Meijer to pick up some Egg Nog and a few other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a great time today! After an emotional and beautiful baptism for a mentally and physically challenged 16 year old girl 'Danielle' at her home... We shared in our second emotional and memorable occasion...Decorating the Christmas tree. We picked up Josh and Amanda, and went to Meijer to pick up some Egg Nog for our traditional time. The last ornaments that went on the tree were the ones from Mindy as a gift to me last year. There were 6 photo frame ornaments that I filled with pictures of each of the kids and Jer &amp;amp; I. Then as each ornament was hung on the tree, someone prayed for that person. (Thanks Mindy for the ornaments...they are lovely) It was very meaningful, and hopefully that will be a tradition newly started. After the tree decorating and Egg Nog we had dinner together...sloppy joes &amp;amp; chips..yum... I was the last person to sit down at the table and tearful joy and thankfulness just filled my heart to overflowing as I looked at Ashley and Josh...sitting at our table. This past year has been so painful in letting go, and giving them up to the Lord..now I look at them making great choices for their lives. Josh is doing well at the webster house, and starts school again..for his GED. Yes! He will also be getting a job, and hoping to find an apartment someday. Amanda is still going to school and hopes to finish the school year. Her due date is June 24th. We all had a great time with her...please pray for her and baby as we all know this will be a difficult season in her life. Ashley and Cody just as happy as can be!! Little Gavin...just a bundle of joy! I got what I wanted for Christmas tonight! It is well with my soul...we are in good relationship with all our kids...I couldn't ask for more! My heart is so happy. I love you all more than you know! &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/19162142-1128669149979278913?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/1128669149979278913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=1128669149979278913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1128669149979278913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1128669149979278913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/12/decorating-christmas-tree.html' title='Decorating the Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R1OSmv_MKCI/AAAAAAAAAho/E4bHC3v59FE/s72-c/_DSC0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-8648324027809421351</id><published>2007-11-26T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:37:02.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear waxing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0sEJOPMj2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/nNXdBPwXo0s/s1600-h/_DSC0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137204356433350498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0sEJOPMj2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/nNXdBPwXo0s/s320/_DSC0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0sEJuPMj3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/j1kUkJ0pGKA/s1600-h/_DSC0021+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137204365023285106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0sEJuPMj3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/j1kUkJ0pGKA/s320/_DSC0021+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0sEJuPMj4I/AAAAAAAAAgA/EnDjQkxY7f4/s1600-h/_DSC0035+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137204365023285122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0sEJuPMj4I/AAAAAAAAAgA/EnDjQkxY7f4/s320/_DSC0035+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine this...It's about midnight.. You stick a waxy, cone-shaped 8inch tube in your ear and lite the other end in hopes that the heat and smoke will draw the wax out of your ear. You wait until the tube burns down to around 3 inches. You hear that this works for hearing loss. So after you complete the instructions..you are curious to see your earwax..so you unwrap the cone to see what is inside... You discover some rather large sized clumps of yellow wax. First thought, "OHHHH this really works." Although I didn't notice a change in my hearing, and neither did my sister Marian. Ashley insisted that the directions said you may need to try this several times for hearing loss. "Once was enough for me, until I consult my phsician about this" I told Ashley. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time we got together with Marian she gave me two more cones for my ears, I just wanted to keep them for a funny memory...then later she called and told me she heard they were a hoax. On Sunday after church I had Cody hold the tube in his hand and burn it down to size so we could look inside...What do you think we found...Surprise, Surprise! Yellow Ear Wax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The laughter we shared that nite was worth the hoax. Check out the pictures! Marian was looking into my ear for more wax...she told me to plug my nose and blow to see if it would push out more wax. We laughed until we cried. Thanks for the pictures Ashley..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-8648324027809421351?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/8648324027809421351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=8648324027809421351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8648324027809421351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8648324027809421351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/ear-waxing.html' title='Ear waxing'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0sEJOPMj2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/nNXdBPwXo0s/s72-c/_DSC0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-4293888938276346915</id><published>2007-11-26T11:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:02:53.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Driving range with Brett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7ruPMjyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yv1Gx-Oc7_k/s1600-h/_DSC0528+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137195053534187298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7ruPMjyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yv1Gx-Oc7_k/s320/_DSC0528+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7sOPMjzI/AAAAAAAAAfY/hNgwuXgfCHw/s1600-h/_DSC0540+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137195062124121906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7sOPMjzI/AAAAAAAAAfY/hNgwuXgfCHw/s320/_DSC0540+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey...did I hit the ball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7sePMj0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/cJEYXAd8_KY/s1600-h/_DSC0546+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137195066419089218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7sePMj0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/cJEYXAd8_KY/s320/_DSC0546+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a putting competition...  I think I won..  ask dad or Brett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7s-PMj1I/AAAAAAAAAfo/GwuVggJytpc/s1600-h/_DSC0548+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137195075009023826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7s-PMj1I/AAAAAAAAAfo/GwuVggJytpc/s320/_DSC0548+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer we had a great time at the driving range with Brett. He has an awesome swing with a great deal of consistancy. This looks like a sport he would be very good at. More than that though...we just loved being with him. I watched a little bit of the golf channel the other day, and want to try this stategy with putting that was being taught. I couldn't hit many balls out the last time we went because of my back...but I'm looking forward to the next spring now that my back feels pretty good. We love spending time with Brett, I just need to get my camera out more when we are together. Does anyone else in the fam like to golf? Thought it might be fun in the summer to do a day out on the golf course...Let us know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-4293888938276346915?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/4293888938276346915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=4293888938276346915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4293888938276346915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4293888938276346915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/driving-range-with-brett.html' title='The Driving range with Brett'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r7ruPMjyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yv1Gx-Oc7_k/s72-c/_DSC0528+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-4739708332017200630</id><published>2007-11-26T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:34:48.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tator Tot Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r1nOPMjxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/FqG-a1lBMuc/s1600-h/DSCF0298+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137188379155009298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r1nOPMjxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/FqG-a1lBMuc/s320/DSCF0298+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0HOPMjtI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rre8wN-YWAE/s1600-h/DSCF0251+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137186729887567570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0HOPMjtI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rre8wN-YWAE/s320/DSCF0251+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0IuPMjuI/AAAAAAAAAew/uDJzb8nQHJ0/s1600-h/DSCF0266+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137186755657371362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0IuPMjuI/AAAAAAAAAew/uDJzb8nQHJ0/s320/DSCF0266+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0I-PMjvI/AAAAAAAAAe4/T6AoJNBkHpo/s1600-h/DSCF0270+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137186759952338674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0I-PMjvI/AAAAAAAAAe4/T6AoJNBkHpo/s320/DSCF0270+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0JuPMjwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CgY0o98hF1c/s1600-h/DSCF0277+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137186772837240578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r0JuPMjwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CgY0o98hF1c/s320/DSCF0277+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing brings us more joy than being with family!&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/19162142-4739708332017200630?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/4739708332017200630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=4739708332017200630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4739708332017200630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4739708332017200630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/tator-tot-day.html' title='Tator Tot Day'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0r1nOPMjxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/FqG-a1lBMuc/s72-c/DSCF0298+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-1782284973694901143</id><published>2007-11-26T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:16:39.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>can you say caneles  (can-a- lay)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0rxUuPMjpI/AAAAAAAAAeM/535Lb9wdzyI/s1600-h/DSCF0304+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137183663280918162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0rxUuPMjpI/AAAAAAAAAeM/535Lb9wdzyI/s320/DSCF0304+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0rxU-PMjqI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0AQ1ld1h3kQ/s1600-h/DSCF0319+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137183667575885474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0rxU-PMjqI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0AQ1ld1h3kQ/s320/DSCF0319+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0rxVePMjrI/AAAAAAAAAec/6ZPf9IkEmiw/s1600-h/DSCF0320+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137183676165820082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0rxVePMjrI/AAAAAAAAAec/6ZPf9IkEmiw/s320/DSCF0320+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This dessert was fabulous! It was fun seeing Jer and Kari in the kitchen. You can't tell they are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;father - daughter can you. We love you very much Kari! Looking at these pictures makes me smile. We had a great time with you and of course Charly. We look forward to seeing you at the hospital tomorrow or sooner for Gavin's birth. Give Tator Tot lots of hugs and kisses today...it will be the most important thing you do today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-1782284973694901143?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/1782284973694901143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=1782284973694901143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1782284973694901143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/1782284973694901143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/can-you-say-caneles-can-lay.html' title='can you say caneles  (can-a- lay)'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0rxUuPMjpI/AAAAAAAAAeM/535Lb9wdzyI/s72-c/DSCF0304+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-3674707391353011595</id><published>2007-11-25T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:04:50.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoffmann family reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDb-PMjkI/AAAAAAAAAdk/847RMrHjQcg/s1600-h/r+(24).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992472811736642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDb-PMjkI/AAAAAAAAAdk/847RMrHjQcg/s320/r+(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sun was setting and couldn't resist this picture. Mindy is so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDcePMjlI/AAAAAAAAAds/8c1Y2NXdCYI/s1600-h/r+(43).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992481401671250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDcePMjlI/AAAAAAAAAds/8c1Y2NXdCYI/s320/r+(43).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opa lovin on Lukester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDRePMjfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/CK0FuKn3JLI/s1600-h/r+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992292423110130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDRePMjfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/CK0FuKn3JLI/s320/r+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Manfred &amp;amp; Kelly...what a cute couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDSOPMjgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/YQt3zVt0530/s1600-h/r+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992305308012034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDSOPMjgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/YQt3zVt0530/s320/r+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jerry and Brett playing pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDSePMjhI/AAAAAAAAAdM/tEL-5RE7Tic/s1600-h/r+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992309602979346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDSePMjhI/AAAAAAAAAdM/tEL-5RE7Tic/s320/r+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charly, Kari, my mom Inge (great oma), Mindy &amp;amp; Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDS-PMjiI/AAAAAAAAAdU/man27IckuRA/s1600-h/r+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992318192913954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDS-PMjiI/AAAAAAAAAdU/man27IckuRA/s320/r+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is that kiss sweet or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDTOPMjjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XGLReeNNSIk/s1600-h/r+(23).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992322487881266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDTOPMjjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XGLReeNNSIk/s320/r+(23).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDBePMjaI/AAAAAAAAAcU/sEhw_6GTMOY/s1600-h/_DSC0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992017545203106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDBePMjaI/AAAAAAAAAcU/sEhw_6GTMOY/s320/_DSC0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike &amp;amp; Dee...I sure do love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDB-PMjbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pmh_bBt2zfE/s1600-h/_DSC0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992026135137714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDB-PMjbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pmh_bBt2zfE/s320/_DSC0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gosh, how can you not smile at those faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDCOPMjcI/AAAAAAAAAck/a9eVDwVcBfc/s1600-h/heather+5x7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992030430105026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDCOPMjcI/AAAAAAAAAck/a9eVDwVcBfc/s320/heather+5x7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan and Heather...in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDC-PMjdI/AAAAAAAAAcs/hPoZv1bvDSk/s1600-h/r+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992043315006930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDC-PMjdI/AAAAAAAAAcs/hPoZv1bvDSk/s320/r+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mindy talking away to Luke and Luke talking back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDC-PMjeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jVLM-mfDySg/s1600-h/r+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992043315006946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDC-PMjeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jVLM-mfDySg/s320/r+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCsOPMjVI/AAAAAAAAAbs/3C88L7pTdQ0/s1600-h/_DSC0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991652472982866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCsOPMjVI/AAAAAAAAAbs/3C88L7pTdQ0/s320/_DSC0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brett expressing his John Wayne look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCs-PMjWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HrN--N5Cs3M/s1600-h/_DSC0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991665357884770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCs-PMjWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HrN--N5Cs3M/s320/_DSC0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCu-PMjXI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5VkOvi81jCQ/s1600-h/_DSC0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991699717623154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCu-PMjXI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5VkOvi81jCQ/s320/_DSC0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCvOPMjYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vZjU2x_wU2w/s1600-h/_DSC0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991704012590466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCvOPMjYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vZjU2x_wU2w/s320/_DSC0983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCvePMjZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/lJBQD7CXfQI/s1600-h/_DSC0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991708307557778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCvePMjZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/lJBQD7CXfQI/s320/_DSC0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCXePMjQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Jeso42yCcO4/s1600-h/_DSC0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991295990697218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCXePMjQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Jeso42yCcO4/s320/_DSC0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke is so darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCYOPMjRI/AAAAAAAAAbM/021fFpZqMkQ/s1600-h/_DSC0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991308875599122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCYOPMjRI/AAAAAAAAAbM/021fFpZqMkQ/s320/_DSC0960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCaOPMjSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/mwMu1MlW5wg/s1600-h/_DSC0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991343235337506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCaOPMjSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/mwMu1MlW5wg/s320/_DSC0964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jerry enjoying some of the finer things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCauPMjTI/AAAAAAAAAbc/UWa7_eOVwZg/s1600-h/_DSC0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991351825272114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCauPMjTI/AAAAAAAAAbc/UWa7_eOVwZg/s320/_DSC0968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hans cheesin it up for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCbOPMjUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jQij3SEwxp0/s1600-h/_DSC0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136991360415206722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pCbOPMjUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jQij3SEwxp0/s320/_DSC0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica...Corey's girlfriend.. she is a keeper, very sweet and fits into the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB2-PMjLI/AAAAAAAAAac/7UBkzpf89Mo/s1600-h/_DSC0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990737644948658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB2-PMjLI/AAAAAAAAAac/7UBkzpf89Mo/s320/_DSC0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charly lovin her bath time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3OPMjMI/AAAAAAAAAak/3gFZ3cgJkJk/s1600-h/_DSC0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990741939915970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3OPMjMI/AAAAAAAAAak/3gFZ3cgJkJk/s320/_DSC0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3ePMjNI/AAAAAAAAAas/4iYbQnH0IUg/s1600-h/_DSC0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990746234883282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3ePMjNI/AAAAAAAAAas/4iYbQnH0IUg/s320/_DSC0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3-PMjOI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yQCzuKFIx2k/s1600-h/_DSC0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990754824817890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3-PMjOI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yQCzuKFIx2k/s320/_DSC0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3-PMjPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9q72b6Us5Ok/s1600-h/_DSC0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990754824817906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pB3-PMjPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9q72b6Us5Ok/s320/_DSC0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't you just hear him coooo&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBYOPMjGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/G7FWatv0V40/s1600-h/_DSC0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990209363971170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBYOPMjGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/G7FWatv0V40/s320/_DSC0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to go with Oma and Opa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBYePMjHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/3u5YqsjWZv0/s1600-h/_DSC0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990213658938482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBYePMjHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/3u5YqsjWZv0/s320/_DSC0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBYuPMjII/AAAAAAAAAaE/vSidxAOFyLs/s1600-h/_DSC0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990217953905794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBYuPMjII/AAAAAAAAAaE/vSidxAOFyLs/s320/_DSC0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBZOPMjJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kr5Kx-sX5O0/s1600-h/_DSC0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990226543840402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBZOPMjJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kr5Kx-sX5O0/s320/_DSC0761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBZOPMjKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/YRlI2Y3pWik/s1600-h/_DSC0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136990226543840418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pBZOPMjKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/YRlI2Y3pWik/s320/_DSC0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't remember if I already published these before in the summer. I just came across this folder tonite. If anyone would like a cd of this event let me know. What a great time we had together. It was such a treat for all our family to have Mike and Dee host our reunion. Many thanks to Mike and Dee for all the love and hospitality. We are so blessed to have a close family.&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/19162142-3674707391353011595?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/3674707391353011595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=3674707391353011595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3674707391353011595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3674707391353011595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoffmann-family-reunion.html' title='Hoffmann family reunion'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0pDb-PMjkI/AAAAAAAAAdk/847RMrHjQcg/s72-c/r+(24).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-5632158883876784149</id><published>2007-11-25T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:39:35.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley's Baby Shower from Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owvuPMjDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/s-MPVlDIm0k/s1600-h/_DSC0057+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971921393224754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owvuPMjDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/s-MPVlDIm0k/s320/_DSC0057+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owv-PMjEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/prc11-ob9Ig/s1600-h/_DSC0071+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971925688192066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owv-PMjEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/prc11-ob9Ig/s320/_DSC0071+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carol &amp;amp; Ashley  (Carol is one of the ladies who put the shower on for Ashley...I admire &amp;amp; love Carol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owwuPMjFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/GELvaARg8uM/s1600-h/_DSC0072+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971938573093970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owwuPMjFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/GELvaARg8uM/s320/_DSC0072+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruth and Ashley  (Ruth is the other lady who put the shower on for Ashley.)  Pray for Ruth as she will be having hip surgery in a couple of days.  Ruth is a Proverbs 31 woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oweuPMi-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/woPauXXZKoc/s1600-h/_DSC0006+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971629335448546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oweuPMi-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/woPauXXZKoc/s320/_DSC0006+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owfePMi_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/mq2FOzYQjBU/s1600-h/_DSC0011+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971642220350450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owfePMi_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/mq2FOzYQjBU/s320/_DSC0011+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owfuPMjAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XneXafs62ss/s1600-h/_DSC0012+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971646515317762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owfuPMjAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XneXafs62ss/s320/_DSC0012+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This diaper game was so funny.  We had to guess the brand of candy bar in 5 different diapers.  Watching ladies smell the diaper was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owhuPMjBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/PWINk2drAxM/s1600-h/_DSC0033+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971680875056146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owhuPMjBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/PWINk2drAxM/s320/_DSC0033+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley is first in line...I guess because she was the guest of honor...  She is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owiePMjCI/AAAAAAAAAZU/mfLlmK6T6XQ/s1600-h/_DSC0035+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136971693759958050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owiePMjCI/AAAAAAAAAZU/mfLlmK6T6XQ/s320/_DSC0035+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These ladies are incredible! We are so blessed to be a part of the Holton UMC. They have loved, prayed and supported Ashley &amp;amp; Cody. We are all blessed to have each other. &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/19162142-5632158883876784149?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/5632158883876784149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=5632158883876784149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5632158883876784149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5632158883876784149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/ashleys-baby-shower-from-church.html' title='Ashley&apos;s Baby Shower from Church'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0owvuPMjDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/s-MPVlDIm0k/s72-c/_DSC0057+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-8500108110377094591</id><published>2007-11-25T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:56:48.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley &amp; Cody Maternity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0on2ePMiwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GsoONp4Kmeg/s1600-h/j+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136962141752691458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0on2ePMiwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GsoONp4Kmeg/s320/j+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ontOPMirI/AAAAAAAAAWc/1u3a1Wyytjc/s1600-h/j+(2)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136961982838901426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ontOPMirI/AAAAAAAAAWc/1u3a1Wyytjc/s320/j+(2)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ont-PMisI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Cit81zkHNAA/s1600-h/j+(11)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136961995723803330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ont-PMisI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Cit81zkHNAA/s320/j+(11)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0onuuPMitI/AAAAAAAAAWs/uW9QnbThKfQ/s1600-h/j+(20)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136962008608705234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0onuuPMitI/AAAAAAAAAWs/uW9QnbThKfQ/s320/j+(20)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0onvePMiuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Weq-y7mcdFs/s1600-h/j+(27)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136962021493607138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0onvePMiuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Weq-y7mcdFs/s320/j+(27)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0onwOPMivI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mVoqNTYkjrw/s1600-h/j+(29)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136962034378509042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0onwOPMivI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mVoqNTYkjrw/s320/j+(29)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had so much fun taking these pictures. What a blessing to share this with my precious daughter! (and wonderful new son Cody)&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/19162142-8500108110377094591?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/8500108110377094591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=8500108110377094591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8500108110377094591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8500108110377094591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/ashley-cody-maternity.html' title='Ashley &amp; Cody Maternity'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0on2ePMiwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GsoONp4Kmeg/s72-c/j+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-3462237982565093834</id><published>2007-11-25T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:33:57.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeLOPMiqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4WmB58EBTMY/s1600-h/_DSC0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951503118699170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeLOPMiqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4WmB58EBTMY/s320/_DSC0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; charly brushing her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeCePMilI/AAAAAAAAAVs/InMznLRScEo/s1600-h/_DSC0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951352794843730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeCePMilI/AAAAAAAAAVs/InMznLRScEo/s320/_DSC0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Selleck  Noah, Luke, Charly &amp;amp; Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeC-PMimI/AAAAAAAAAV0/BuQjctJGg60/s1600-h/_DSC0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951361384778338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeC-PMimI/AAAAAAAAAV0/BuQjctJGg60/s320/_DSC0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan &amp;amp; Noah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeDOPMinI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mYNxhbSNE9k/s1600-h/_DSC0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951365679745650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeDOPMinI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mYNxhbSNE9k/s320/_DSC0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeDuPMioI/AAAAAAAAAWE/w1FavkO0v4Q/s1600-h/_DSC0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951374269680258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeDuPMioI/AAAAAAAAAWE/w1FavkO0v4Q/s320/_DSC0381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lukester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeD-PMipI/AAAAAAAAAWM/cVJZyrf4t4o/s1600-h/_DSC0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951378564647570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeD-PMipI/AAAAAAAAAWM/cVJZyrf4t4o/s320/_DSC0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike enjoying the afternoon!  Life is Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odtOPMigI/AAAAAAAAAVE/NttzEg3Dfug/s1600-h/_DSC0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950987722623490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odtOPMigI/AAAAAAAAAVE/NttzEg3Dfug/s320/_DSC0329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zack, Noah &amp;amp; Ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odtuPMihI/AAAAAAAAAVM/QkVJZbL8djI/s1600-h/_DSC0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950996312558098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odtuPMihI/AAAAAAAAAVM/QkVJZbL8djI/s320/_DSC0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opa's little angel Charly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odxOPMiiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mb9zIQHrYTM/s1600-h/_DSC0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951056442100258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odxOPMiiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mb9zIQHrYTM/s320/_DSC0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odxePMijI/AAAAAAAAAVc/KXKnuMPw62I/s1600-h/_DSC0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951060737067570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odxePMijI/AAAAAAAAAVc/KXKnuMPw62I/s320/_DSC0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odyOPMikI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xR-nS734d-s/s1600-h/_DSC0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136951073621969474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odyOPMikI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xR-nS734d-s/s320/_DSC0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike &amp;amp; Luke...Gooo Luke...down that bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odbOPMibI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cVi3903bDhc/s1600-h/_DSC0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950678484978098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odbOPMibI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cVi3903bDhc/s320/_DSC0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charly just decided to lay down in the grass.  She knows what's important in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odbuPMicI/AAAAAAAAAUk/oTNVF7i7ITY/s1600-h/_DSC0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950687074912706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odbuPMicI/AAAAAAAAAUk/oTNVF7i7ITY/s320/_DSC0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brett, Jenny, and Mindy.. So nice to be with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odcOPMidI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4VLAxj_BMMo/s1600-h/_DSC0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950695664847314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odcOPMidI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4VLAxj_BMMo/s320/_DSC0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark and Charly...  too cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odcePMieI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p9IaXWwyoEs/s1600-h/_DSC0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950699959814626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odcePMieI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p9IaXWwyoEs/s320/_DSC0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odc-PMifI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Cs-KorSoMYM/s1600-h/_DSC0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950708549749234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odc-PMifI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Cs-KorSoMYM/s320/_DSC0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odKOPMiWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-54P-mcRjzI/s1600-h/_DSC0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950386427201890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odKOPMiWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-54P-mcRjzI/s320/_DSC0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odKuPMiXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lPCGO6BUrL0/s1600-h/_DSC0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950395017136498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odKuPMiXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lPCGO6BUrL0/s320/_DSC0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny jumping in the picture.  She is such a hoot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odLOPMiYI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4wSloPE6RRs/s1600-h/_DSC0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950403607071106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odLOPMiYI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4wSloPE6RRs/s320/_DSC0293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odLePMiZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/0CxuJycJaog/s1600-h/_DSC0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950407902038418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odLePMiZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/0CxuJycJaog/s320/_DSC0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bethany and Charly hanging out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odLuPMiaI/AAAAAAAAAUU/qEhvUPV6SPQ/s1600-h/_DSC0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136950412197005730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0odLuPMiaI/AAAAAAAAAUU/qEhvUPV6SPQ/s320/_DSC0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohhhh daddy I sure love flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocbePMiRI/AAAAAAAAATM/8G93yXdwy4k/s1600-h/_DSC0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949583268317458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocbePMiRI/AAAAAAAAATM/8G93yXdwy4k/s320/_DSC0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocb-PMiSI/AAAAAAAAATU/zrn-2z_cPiY/s1600-h/_DSC0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949591858252066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocb-PMiSI/AAAAAAAAATU/zrn-2z_cPiY/s320/_DSC0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kari spins Charly round and round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0occOPMiTI/AAAAAAAAATc/JuaouQUFexA/s1600-h/_DSC0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949596153219378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0occOPMiTI/AAAAAAAAATc/JuaouQUFexA/s320/_DSC0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and round and round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0occuPMiUI/AAAAAAAAATk/32j_2wkeWas/s1600-h/_DSC0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949604743153986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0occuPMiUI/AAAAAAAAATk/32j_2wkeWas/s320/_DSC0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oops..too much I can barely stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0occ-PMiVI/AAAAAAAAATs/CASo4YqHmUI/s1600-h/_DSC0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949609038121298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0occ-PMiVI/AAAAAAAAATs/CASo4YqHmUI/s320/_DSC0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocFuPMiMI/AAAAAAAAASk/1CBm6TJ-ScA/s1600-h/_DSC0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949209606162626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocFuPMiMI/AAAAAAAAASk/1CBm6TJ-ScA/s320/_DSC0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh on the computer, enjoying himself.   We had such a nice time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocF-PMiNI/AAAAAAAAASs/E-HUpw9nPsU/s1600-h/_DSC0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949213901129938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocF-PMiNI/AAAAAAAAASs/E-HUpw9nPsU/s320/_DSC0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Oma's favorite ways to spend her time...With her Tator tot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocGOPMiOI/AAAAAAAAAS0/FcxjSPWG2ps/s1600-h/_DSC0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949218196097250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocGOPMiOI/AAAAAAAAAS0/FcxjSPWG2ps/s320/_DSC0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocGuPMiPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kplojVu5VRg/s1600-h/_DSC0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949226786031858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocGuPMiPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kplojVu5VRg/s320/_DSC0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma El and Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocI-PMiQI/AAAAAAAAATE/Qztvy5jPOHk/s1600-h/_DSC0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136949265440737538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ocI-PMiQI/AAAAAAAAATE/Qztvy5jPOHk/s320/_DSC0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mindy, Jerry &amp;amp; Kari&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 href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob2uPMiHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/lPZ-dcDW5bY/s1600-h/_DSC0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948951908124786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob2uPMiHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/lPZ-dcDW5bY/s320/_DSC0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charly coloring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob2-PMiII/AAAAAAAAASE/yNTiRPBQ4gY/s1600-h/_DSC0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948956203092098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob2-PMiII/AAAAAAAAASE/yNTiRPBQ4gY/s320/_DSC0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charly being brave enough to pet Buddy by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob3OPMiJI/AAAAAAAAASM/MkRZvMF4IhY/s1600-h/_DSC0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948960498059410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob3OPMiJI/AAAAAAAAASM/MkRZvMF4IhY/s320/_DSC0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see the love in Kari's eyes, and smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob3ePMiKI/AAAAAAAAASU/ef2Hal1oG5c/s1600-h/_DSC0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948964793026722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob3ePMiKI/AAAAAAAAASU/ef2Hal1oG5c/s320/_DSC0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charly napping outside after a walk..she sure loves her walks.  Oma loves singing to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob3uPMiLI/AAAAAAAAASc/Ze1JfbZWYQA/s1600-h/_DSC0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948969087994034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0ob3uPMiLI/AAAAAAAAASc/Ze1JfbZWYQA/s320/_DSC0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mindy, Brett, &amp;amp; Kari listening to a comedian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obnePMiCI/AAAAAAAAARU/QWGj3TeVnYA/s1600-h/_DSC0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948689915119650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obnePMiCI/AAAAAAAAARU/QWGj3TeVnYA/s320/_DSC0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obnuPMiDI/AAAAAAAAARc/CbsNL-wwWSs/s1600-h/_DSC0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948694210086962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obnuPMiDI/AAAAAAAAARc/CbsNL-wwWSs/s320/_DSC0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obn-PMiEI/AAAAAAAAARk/YyldN8F8SXE/s1600-h/_DSC0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948698505054274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obn-PMiEI/AAAAAAAAARk/YyldN8F8SXE/s320/_DSC0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oboOPMiFI/AAAAAAAAARs/qdj6lqAVmp8/s1600-h/_DSC0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948702800021586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oboOPMiFI/AAAAAAAAARs/qdj6lqAVmp8/s320/_DSC0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obo-PMiGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Fa0k3cUV3H0/s1600-h/_DSC0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136948715684923490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0obo-PMiGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Fa0k3cUV3H0/s320/_DSC0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brett, Mindy &amp;amp; Kari...working crosswords...and of course Jerry loves them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so late at posting these pictures, but better late than never. We had such a great time! I love having our family over to our house in Holton. It is a comfy place filled with love and joy. I really enjoy watching everyone have a good time...that does my heart good. I love our family so much. &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/19162142-3462237982565093834?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/3462237982565093834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=3462237982565093834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3462237982565093834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/3462237982565093834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oeLOPMiqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4WmB58EBTMY/s72-c/_DSC0400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-4075414436572742635</id><published>2007-11-25T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:02:19.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oJE-PMh8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/cSFOxdD5cjA/s1600-h/ash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136928306000332738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oJE-PMh8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/cSFOxdD5cjA/s320/ash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The excitement of Gavin's birth is building. I wake up each morning around 7:00am ready to start the day. I have all this energy in the morning...although I begin to get tired in the late afternoon. Only excitement could make me wake up that early. I can't wait to see his little face. Ashley and Cody are going to make great parents! I have enjoyed these past few months with them. Both Jerry and I love them so much, and our personalities click well together. We have so much fun and laughter together. Jerry and Cody like to cook, and go grocery shopping, not to mention watching Corner Gas and How it's Made. Ashley and I enjoy anything together, we spend a lot of time laughing at silly things, and like to watch Reba, and family shows... and we like to feel Gavin kicking...ok well, I like to feel Gavin kick. Life is good, and filled with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-4075414436572742635?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/4075414436572742635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=4075414436572742635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4075414436572742635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4075414436572742635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/11/still-waiting.html' title='Still waiting'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/R0oJE-PMh8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/cSFOxdD5cjA/s72-c/ash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-8550541451828403012</id><published>2007-06-26T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:01:07.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's Birth!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoG2ut-xi_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/-r0YXijGHjo/s1600-h/r+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080542768383757298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoG2ut-xi_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/-r0YXijGHjo/s320/r+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoG2ut-xjAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hi2Z_bQkLF4/s1600-h/r+(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080542768383757314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoG2ut-xjAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hi2Z_bQkLF4/s320/r+(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGtMt-xi9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/o4sHAGVMCC8/s1600-h/r+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080532288663555026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGtMt-xi9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/o4sHAGVMCC8/s320/r+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGtM9-xi-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NcH50kpQUac/s1600-h/r+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080532292958522338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGtM9-xi-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NcH50kpQUac/s320/r+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGsp9-xi7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ETCJNxo_IaE/s1600-h/r+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080531691663100850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGsp9-xi7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ETCJNxo_IaE/s320/r+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGssN-xi8I/AAAAAAAAAPs/7ZZfhLtCdRI/s1600-h/r+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080531730317806530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGssN-xi8I/AAAAAAAAAPs/7ZZfhLtCdRI/s320/r+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGr3d-xi5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/h7RiE4B2cZA/s1600-h/r+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080530824079707026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGr3d-xi5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/h7RiE4B2cZA/s320/r+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGr3t-xi6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/mh_82w_GHKg/s1600-h/r+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080530828374674338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGr3t-xi6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/mh_82w_GHKg/s320/r+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGqcN-xi3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/KjP7oiwK1X0/s1600-h/r+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080529256416643954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGqcN-xi3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/KjP7oiwK1X0/s320/r+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGqcd-xi4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/nchP_-Ci82M/s1600-h/r+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080529260711611266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGqcd-xi4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/nchP_-Ci82M/s320/r+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGp0d-xi1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/INkkAryRl9w/s1600-h/r.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080528573516843858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGp0d-xi1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/INkkAryRl9w/s320/r.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGp09-xi2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Yj1S7-noGwg/s1600-h/r+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080528582106778466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoGp09-xi2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Yj1S7-noGwg/s320/r+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures posted about 6 weeks late. Surprised? He is such a cutie!&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/19162142-8550541451828403012?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/8550541451828403012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=8550541451828403012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8550541451828403012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/8550541451828403012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/06/lukes-birth.html' title='Luke&apos;s Birth!!!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/RoG2ut-xi_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/-r0YXijGHjo/s72-c/r+(10).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-79180194248772653</id><published>2007-06-11T10:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T11:11:50.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics from Charly's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mIPSMDfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/thuMBybqHL8/s1600-h/p+(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824646844222962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mIPSMDfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/thuMBybqHL8/s320/p+(24).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mIfSMDgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7uFzjezy73M/s1600-h/p+(25).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824651139190274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mIfSMDgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7uFzjezy73M/s320/p+(25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mIvSMDhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/bAh6CPU5WCs/s1600-h/p+(26).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824655434157586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mIvSMDhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/bAh6CPU5WCs/s320/p+(26).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mJPSMDiI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NS3g2e45p34/s1600-h/p+(27).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824664024092194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mJPSMDiI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NS3g2e45p34/s320/p+(27).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1luPSMDaI/AAAAAAAAANs/T6TMgP1ycCo/s1600-h/p+(20).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824200167624098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1luPSMDaI/AAAAAAAAANs/T6TMgP1ycCo/s320/p+(20).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1luvSMDbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/R8JD6O2KiaM/s1600-h/p+(21).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824208757558706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1luvSMDbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/R8JD6O2KiaM/s320/p+(21).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1luvSMDcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/or-UTrTwiwA/s1600-h/p+(21)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824208757558722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1luvSMDcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/or-UTrTwiwA/s320/p+(21)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1lvPSMDdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wCWdSGUxT48/s1600-h/p+(22).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824217347493330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1lvPSMDdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wCWdSGUxT48/s320/p+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1lvfSMDeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kgAjM_t3aU4/s1600-h/p+(23).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824221642460642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1lvfSMDeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kgAjM_t3aU4/s320/p+(23).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k5PSMDVI/AAAAAAAAANE/ymZj9-DdYC8/s1600-h/p+(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074823289634557266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k5PSMDVI/AAAAAAAAANE/ymZj9-DdYC8/s320/p+(15).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k5vSMDWI/AAAAAAAAANM/jx8j4vFKLkM/s1600-h/p+(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074823298224491874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k5vSMDWI/AAAAAAAAANM/jx8j4vFKLkM/s320/p+(16).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k5_SMDXI/AAAAAAAAANU/JX_hyQ_W51o/s1600-h/p+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074823302519459186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k5_SMDXI/AAAAAAAAANU/JX_hyQ_W51o/s320/p+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k6fSMDYI/AAAAAAAAANc/HapqZW5_6r8/s1600-h/p+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074823311109393794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k6fSMDYI/AAAAAAAAANc/HapqZW5_6r8/s320/p+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k6vSMDZI/AAAAAAAAANk/tfIv7VUf1DE/s1600-h/p+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074823315404361106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1k6vSMDZI/AAAAAAAAANk/tfIv7VUf1DE/s320/p+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kPPSMDQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/lV_rPRs5Po0/s1600-h/p+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074822568080051458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kPPSMDQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/lV_rPRs5Po0/s320/p+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kP_SMDRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/AQ4NDTlZmks/s1600-h/p+(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074822580964953362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kP_SMDRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/AQ4NDTlZmks/s320/p+(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kQPSMDSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mb657ZHYmsM/s1600-h/p+(12).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074822585259920674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kQPSMDSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mb657ZHYmsM/s320/p+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kQ_SMDTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dizAtI59Cu4/s1600-h/p+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074822598144822578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kQ_SMDTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/dizAtI59Cu4/s320/p+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kRPSMDUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HBRrSF6ggck/s1600-h/p+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074822602439789890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1kRPSMDUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HBRrSF6ggck/s320/p+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jr_SMDLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DwMNgXrGY1s/s1600-h/p+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821962489662642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jr_SMDLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DwMNgXrGY1s/s320/p+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jsfSMDMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XwoevNXfcLM/s1600-h/p+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821971079597250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jsfSMDMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XwoevNXfcLM/s320/p+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1js_SMDNI/AAAAAAAAAME/7JYL36RhS08/s1600-h/p+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821979669531858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1js_SMDNI/AAAAAAAAAME/7JYL36RhS08/s320/p+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jtfSMDOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kIYK15EssaE/s1600-h/p+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821988259466466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jtfSMDOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kIYK15EssaE/s320/p+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jvPSMDPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KtyVqIoKtdw/s1600-h/p+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074822018324237554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jvPSMDPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KtyVqIoKtdw/s320/p+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1i9vSMDGI/AAAAAAAAALM/omZSFGrRHo4/s1600-h/p.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821167920712802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1i9vSMDGI/AAAAAAAAALM/omZSFGrRHo4/s320/p.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1i-fSMDHI/AAAAAAAAALU/WwivzUixg_4/s1600-h/p+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821180805614706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1i-fSMDHI/AAAAAAAAALU/WwivzUixg_4/s320/p+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1i_PSMDII/AAAAAAAAALc/EJNgsp2ZVzQ/s1600-h/p+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821193690516610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1i_PSMDII/AAAAAAAAALc/EJNgsp2ZVzQ/s320/p+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jAvSMDJI/AAAAAAAAALk/vrbnGkSPZng/s1600-h/p+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821219460320402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jAvSMDJI/AAAAAAAAALk/vrbnGkSPZng/s320/p+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jBfSMDKI/AAAAAAAAALs/2aV9ojl1JXQ/s1600-h/p+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074821232345222306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1jBfSMDKI/AAAAAAAAALs/2aV9ojl1JXQ/s320/p+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/19162142-79180194248772653?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/79180194248772653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=79180194248772653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/79180194248772653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/79180194248772653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-pics-from-charlys-bday.html' title='More pics from Charly&apos;s bday'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rm1mIPSMDfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/thuMBybqHL8/s72-c/p+(24).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-5228727292962671632</id><published>2007-06-10T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:17:11.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charly's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074632919504128642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy3wPSMCoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jMHEvuJm3iE/s320/cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                     Charly reminds me of what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074632923799095954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy3wfSMCpI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6cCQax1nP3U/s320/cu+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074632923799095970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy3wfSMCqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SbJd-lT6ijw/s320/cu+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074632928094063282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy3wvSMCrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ioMDe-p3tgY/s320/cu+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48fSMC3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/PRDRx0rXoHw/s1600-h/cu+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634229469154162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48fSMC3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/PRDRx0rXoHw/s320/cu+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48fSMC4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qdyucfdJQUw/s1600-h/cu+(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634229469154178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48fSMC4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qdyucfdJQUw/s320/cu+(16).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48fSMC5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/XaVS_bu3n1A/s1600-h/cu+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634229469154194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48fSMC5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/XaVS_bu3n1A/s320/cu+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48vSMC6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/iF3UGdS4ZLU/s1600-h/cu+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634233764121506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48vSMC6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/iF3UGdS4ZLU/s320/cu+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48_SMC7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CmIqThd7mTk/s1600-h/cu+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634238059088818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy48_SMC7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CmIqThd7mTk/s320/cu+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633915936541474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4qPSMCyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NOS4dJnxAfo/s320/cu+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4qfSMCzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MuDk6mZ0cAY/s1600-h/cu+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633920231508786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4qfSMCzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MuDk6mZ0cAY/s320/cu+(11).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4qfSMC0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/yZuEyhOLn-k/s1600-h/cu+(12).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633920231508802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4qfSMC0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/yZuEyhOLn-k/s320/cu+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4qvSMC1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/uKjQWkTzWe4/s1600-h/cu+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633924526476114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4qvSMC1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/uKjQWkTzWe4/s320/cu+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4q_SMC2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/kuddaFaE0P4/s1600-h/cu+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633928821443426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4q_SMC2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/kuddaFaE0P4/s320/cu+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4LfSMCtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/W6D3sK9FYw4/s1600-h/cu+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633387655563986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4LfSMCtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/W6D3sK9FYw4/s320/cu+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4LvSMCuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xE5jMadSB5w/s1600-h/cu+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633391950531298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4LvSMCuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xE5jMadSB5w/s320/cu+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Charly eating very delicately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4LvSMCvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/JD6JPDGggwo/s1600-h/cu+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633391950531314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4LvSMCvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/JD6JPDGggwo/s320/cu+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4L_SMCwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7U7Xml0WjIk/s1600-h/cu+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633396245498626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4L_SMCwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7U7Xml0WjIk/s320/cu+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Brett having a great time with Charly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4L_SMCxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Wpq291GzPTY/s1600-h/cu+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074633396245498642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy4L_SMCxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Wpq291GzPTY/s320/cu+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             Some family and friends enjoying the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy3wvSMCsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8qS56WsDoXk/s1600-h/cu+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074632928094063298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy3wvSMCsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8qS56WsDoXk/s320/cu+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     Kari made the cake!  Great Job!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074635754182544402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy6VPSMDBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-K5i1fsCk2Q/s320/cu+(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;                           Sk8terboi enjoying himself...  Good job Josh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074635758477511714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy6VfSMDCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ubkzk3HhT7I/s320/cu+(25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074635762772479026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy6VvSMDDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2Ow1-p4V_A0/s320/cu+(26).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074635767067446338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy6V_SMDEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ef-chPQUVTE/s320/cu+(27).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074635771362413650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy6WPSMDFI/AAAAAAAAALE/-7RQZz9FyBo/s320/cu+(28).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634938138758082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy5lvSMC8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/p8DZZL9IFAk/s320/cu+(20).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634942433725394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy5l_SMC9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Xm8VYeE_3xo/s320/cu+(21).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634951023660002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy5mfSMC-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/56ZQuy0On1s/s320/cu+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634955318627314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy5mvSMC_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/6YQ2K12R220/s320/cu+(23).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074634959613594626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy5m_SMDAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uGZmOa7iquo/s320/cu+(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-5228727292962671632?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/5228727292962671632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=5228727292962671632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5228727292962671632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/5228727292962671632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/06/charlys-birthday-party.html' title='Charly&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/Rmy3wPSMCoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jMHEvuJm3iE/s72-c/cu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19162142.post-4519408037562102013</id><published>2007-06-10T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T12:36:36.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has just been a flurry lately.. sometimes flavored with snickers, sometimes dog food.  One day just floats into the next.  Jerry and I went fishing with Bob, Llynn and Lilly.  We had a fun, relaxing time.  It was free fishing day.  We found a beautiful place to fish, although the only one who caught anything was Llynn.  She caught 2 suckers.  I haven't been sleeping well this past week.  With the exception of yesterday, I got to bed by 2:00 Yes!  The previous nites I was up until around 5 or 6 am.   I tried to read, watch t.v., do artwork, play guitar, take a hot shower...  Come to think of it now, I didn't pray.  I'm not sure why now that I think of it.  I must be drifting spiritually.  It's funny how you don't notice that when it's happening.  So tonite I'll pray before and while I'm in bed. &lt;br /&gt;I had a great time at Mike, Mindy and Lukes house!  Luke is just ADORABLE!&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to my next visit.  Hopefully soon!&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Cody were suppose to move in this past Friday.  I left a few messages to find out time and so forth...no response back... I called Nella, Cody's mom and she talked to them and Ashley told her to tell me that they were not going to move in, but that she was fine and she would call me in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Another disappointment for me.  Jerry seems to handle it better because he doesn't believe what she says in the first place from her previous pattern of lack of commitments.  Perhaps someday my heart will stop hoping too, but for now I give it lip service.  I shrug my shoulders and say "Oh well"  but in my heart I feel so hurt.   I'll let her know I'm hurt once again, but that just doesn't seem to matter to her right now.  A simple phone call to me, even on Friday saying, "We've changed our mind, thanks for the offer"  would have been better than hearing it from Nella.  I know I can gleen something out of this relationship with Ashley as a learning opportunity for me.  I need to take my heart back to God, and allow him to heal the wounds again.  This is actually a pattern I try hard to submit to since the day of my salvation.  God never said life would be easy, but he did promise to be there for us.  I pray we all (family) cling to God with our joys and sorrows.  Please pray me through this time with Ashley, not to mention with Josh when he gets home.  I love them both so much, and find comfort in knowing that God loves them even more.  I pray there struggles draw them closer to God.  Our pride gets in the way so many times.  We think that we know more than God does.  So we go off and lead our lives apart from His Word.  My struggles are so much heavier when I do that.  His peace truly is a peace that passes all understanding.  Even as I am typing right now I feel the Holy Spirit drawing me closer to Jesus.  I think I go to him now... Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the late posting of pics, I'll do it sometime.  I tried several times  this week to get into my blog with no luck, then I talked to Jer today and he gave me a different password.  I know you'll love the pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19162142-4519408037562102013?l=csselleck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/feeds/4519408037562102013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19162142&amp;postID=4519408037562102013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4519408037562102013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19162142/posts/default/4519408037562102013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csselleck.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-has-just-been-flurry-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10530472326194143268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adfKhfDtg1o/SpNCB6RhlLI/AAAAAAAAA2U/xQPc0H8knfQ/S220/jer.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
