<?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-32642341</id><updated>2012-01-26T16:07:30.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TimBlog</title><subtitle type='html'>WELCOME TO TIMBLOG</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8648427145852175081</id><published>2011-04-05T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:51:52.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newt Gingrich Speaks at Cornerstone Church, San Antonio, Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/10XKzkJPEeM" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dF-ubz0i-t4" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gVRIjrGU1G4" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8648427145852175081?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8648427145852175081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8648427145852175081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8648427145852175081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8648427145852175081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2011/04/newt-gingrich-speaks-at-cornerstone.html' title='Newt Gingrich Speaks at Cornerstone Church, San Antonio, Texas'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/10XKzkJPEeM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-7817490547358352093</id><published>2010-08-18T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T18:40:55.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books for Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 		A:link { so-language: zxx } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We have purged the bookshelves.  Hundreds of titles are going.  Most titles are Christian subjects, but there are a few in here that stray from that category.  If you have any questions or find something that you want, let me know and I'll work a deal with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Thanks, Tim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Experiencing God Day By Day Devotional and Journal, hardback, Blackaby,  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Search for Significance Devotional, paperback, McGee&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Vanishing Conscience, hardback, MacArthur Jr&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Free At Last, hardback, Evans&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Mystery of Majesty, hardback, Jernigan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Promise, hardback, Evans&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;My Turn The Memoirs of Nancy Reagan, hardback, Reagan/Novack&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Parenting Isn't For Cowards, paperback, Dobson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Wild at Heart Field Manual, paperback, Eldredge&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Naked and Not Ashamed, paperback, Jakes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Continuation of Something/Bible Study Guide, paperback, Swindoll&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Spirit World/Enlightenment or Hidden Dangers, paperback thin book, World Wide Church of God&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Exploring Worship, paperback, Sorge&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Boys! Shaping Ordinary Boys into Extraordinary Men, paperback, Beausay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Irrepressible Hope! A Womem of Faith Devotional, paperback, Women of Faith&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Life Renewal Devotional, paperback, pub Tyndale&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Dad in the Mirror, paperback, Morley/Delk&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Touchpoints for Women/God's Answers for Your Daily Needs, paperback, pub Tyndale&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Hero in Every Heart, hardback, Brown Jr/Spizman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Joy to the World, hardback, Reese/Donihue&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Christmas Guest, hardback, Griffith (includes narration/music cd)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Home You Made Me/Celebrating a Mother's Love, hardback, Kinkade&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Its About Home/Creating a Place to Cherish, hardback, Clairmont&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Charles and Diana, hardback, Martin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Hallelujah Factor, hardback, Taylor (x2)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Greatest Moments in the Life of Christ, paperback, Lucado&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Traveling Light for Mothers, paperback, Lucado&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;101 Things the Devil Can't Do, paperback, Sparks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Best Cartoons from Leadership Journal Vol 3, paperback, pub Broadman and Holman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Best Cartoons from Leadership Journal Vol 5, paperback, pub Broadman and Holman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Key to Triumphant Living, hardback, Taylor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Much More, hardback, Taylor (x3)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;God's Miraculous Plan of Economy, hardback, Taylor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Prayer Life's Limitless Reach, hardback, Taylor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Hymn is Born, hardback, Bonner&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Holiness Living Leaven Free, paperback, Parsley&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Understanding Preparing for and Practicing Christian Worship Second Edition, paperback, Segler&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Living Beyond the Daily Grind Book 1, hardback, Swindoll&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The One Year Bible NLT, hardback, pub Tyndale&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;My Utmost Devotional Bible NKJV, softback, pub Nelson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Kingdom Warfare/Prayers Spiritual Warfare and the Ministry of Angels, softback, ed Hayford&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Milestones to Maturity A Study in the Wilderness Books, softback, ed Hayford&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Sexual Problems in Marriage, paperback, Rice&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;-not that we ever needed this book to begin with&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Healed of Cancer, paperback, Osteen&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;My Time With God Devotional NCV, hardback, pub Nelson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Mary Ellen's Best of Helpful Hints, paperback, Pinkham/Higginbotham&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I Believe in the Holy Spirit, paperback, Green&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;They Speak with Other Tongues, paperback, Sherrill&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The River is Here, paperback, Fish&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Daily Breakthrough Devotional, hardback, Parsley&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Just As Long As I'm Riding Up Front, paperback, McIver&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Whatever Happened to the American Dream, hardback, Burkett&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Against All Odds, hardback, Ed Young Sr&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Basic Training for a Few Good Men, hardback, Kimmel&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Go The Distance The Making of A Promise Keeper, hardback, Trent&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Endued With Power : The Holy Spirit in The Church, paperback, White&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Spirit Works, paperback, Vines&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Spirit Life, paperback, Vines&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Awesome Power of Shared Beliefs : Five Things Every Man Should Know, hardback, Wagner&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Power of A Promise Kept, hardback, Lewis&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Field Guide to Homeschooling, paperback, Field&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Seventh-Day Adventists Believe, hardback, pub Adventists&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Expect a Miracle: Oral Roberts Biography, hardback, Roberts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I Was Wrong, hardback, Jim Bakker&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Over 6000 Bible Questions and Answers, hardback, pub Nelson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Miss Bertha : Woman of Revival Biography, paperback, Drummond&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Glorious Dawn of God's Story : Finding Meaning for Your Life in Genesis, hardback, Lotz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Experiencing His Presence : Devotions for God-catchers, hardback, Tenney&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Anointing, paperback, Hinn&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Expository Sermons on Daniel, hardback, Criswell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Unused Perfume, paperback, Martinez&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Growing a Loving Church, paperback, Dale&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Know Place to Cry, paperback, Stone/Lutzer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Analyzing Performance Problems, paperback, Mager/Pipe 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Edition&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Bringing Up Kids Without Tearing them Down, paperback, Leman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The New Worship, paperback, Liesch&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Love is A Choice, hardback, Hemfelt/Minrith/Meier&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Love Hunger, hardback, Minrith/Meier/Hemfelt/Sneed&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Care-giving for Your Loved Ones, hardback, Armstrong&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Five Love Languages, paperback, Chapman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Moments Together for Couples Devotional, hardback, Rainey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Stories of the Heart and Home, hardback, Dobson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The New Building Your Mates Self-Esteem, paperback, Rainey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Making Love Last Forever, hardback, Smalley&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Romancing the Home, hardback, Ed Young Sr&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;His Needs Her Needs, hardback, Harley&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Prepare To Prosper, paperback booklet, Joyce Meyer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Do It! Araid/Obeying God in the Face of Fear, paperback booklet, Joyce Meyer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;God's Promises for Your Every Need, paperback, pub Countryman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Give Up and Get Free/Defining Your Worth in the Eyes of God, hardback, Lisa Bevere&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Little Book of Big Bible Promises for Women, paperback, Chapin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Love So Real/Readings and Scriptures, paperback, pub Broadman and Holman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Discover Your Inner Beauty/Defining Your Worth in the Eyes of God, hardback, Lisa Bevere&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Unquenchable Worshipper, hardback, Redman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Complete Tales of Winnie the Pooh, hardcover, Milne&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Miracle in a Shoebox, hardback, Graham&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Watercolour Ponies, hardback, Watson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh/Caws and Effect, hardback, pub Disney&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;An Introduction to Family Nights, paperback, pub Focus on the Family&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Family Nights Journal (blank pages), spiral, no pub&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Grandparent's Memories/A Keepsake Book, hardback, Morrow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Mind of Christ Workbook, paperback, Hunt/King&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Noah's Ark and Other Bible Stories, paperback, pub DK Publishing&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Experiencing God Workbook, paperback, Blackaby/King&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;All is Well, hardback, Peretti&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Peter's First Easter, hardback, Wangerin Jr&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;What Every Mom Needs, paperback, Morgan/Kuykendall&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Mothers and Sons/Raising Boys To Be Men, paperback, Lush&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;My Preschooler, paperback, Warren&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;97 Ways to Make a Baby Laugh, paperback, Moore&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Bringing Out the Best in Your Child, paperback, Tobias/Funk&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Church Case Scenario/How to Survive and Thrive in Church, paperback, Bickel/Jantz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Little Visits for Toddlers, paperback, Simon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Late Great Planet Earth, paperback, Lindsey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;If The Dead Could Speak/12 Evangelistic Sermons, paperback, Powell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Angels on Assignment, paperback, Buck/Hunter&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Woman Thou Art Losed, paperback, Jakes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Spiritual Warrior's Prayer Guide, paperback, Sherrer/Garlock&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Ready Set Read A Start to Finish Reading Program, paperback, Curtis&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Few of Our Favorite Things, paperback, pub Speaking of Women's Health&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Forgiven Sinner, children's paperback, pub American Bible Society&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Spiritual Gifts Empowering the New Testament Church, paperback, Hemphill&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Uprooting the Spirit of Fear, paperback, Dollar&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Shout to the Lord Stories of God's Love and Power, hardback, pub Integrity&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;In Search of Diving Order, paperback, Powell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Heart of a Mother, paperback, Omartian/Moore/Walsh/Johnson/Gaither/Peterson/Holmes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Check Your Neck, paperback, Foxworthy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Blank Journal autographed by Anne Graham Lotz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Magic Bullet 10 Second Recipes, paperback, pub Homeland Housewares&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Debt Terminator, paperback, Avanzini&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Glory of Christmas, hardcover, Swindoll/Lucado/Colson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Home By Choice, paperback, Hunter&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Your Heritage How to be Intentional About the Legacy You Leave, paperback, Focus on the Family&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Caring for Your Elderly Parents, paperback, Rushford&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Prayers for Expectang Mothers, hardback, Guffey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Before the Offering : Mini Messages on Giving, paperback, Bayne&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Life Beyond, paperback, Powell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Father's Blessing, paperback, Arnott&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Ephesians : Living Toward Eternity : 12 Sessions for Small Groups, paperback, pub Victor Books&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Collapse of the Brass Heavens, paperback, Long/McMurry&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Life After Pizza : A Cookbook for the Fast Food Crowd, spiral bound, Favorite Recipes Press&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Receiving the Power : Preparing te Way for the Holy Spirit, paperback, Long/McMurry&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Holy Spirit : My Senior Partner, paperback, Cho&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Counterfeit Revival, hardcover, Hanegraaff&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Things to Make and Do, paperback, Beech&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Successful Christian Living in Today's World : A Study of James/ 1 &amp;amp; 1 Peter, paperback, Winkler&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Law of Prosperity, paperback, Copeland&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Woman's Journey to the Heart of God, hardcover, Heald&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Give Thanks : Daily Devotions, hardcover, pub Integrity&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Open the Eyes of My Heart : Daily Devotions, hardcover, pub Integrity (x2)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;You Might Be A Pastor's Wife If..., softcover, Slamp&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Party With A Purpose : Creative Ways to Share the Love of Christ, paperback, Hughes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Ordering Your Private World, paperback, MacDonald&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Old Testament Characters : 12 Studies, paperback booklet, Scazzero&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Can You Stand to be Blessed, paperback, Jakes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Vision of His Glory, hardcover, Lotz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The World According to God : Readings and Scriptures, hardcover, comp Marshay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Home With a Heart, hardcover, Dobson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Becoming a Woman of Excellence, paperback, Heald&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Who Am I, God : The Doubts, The Fears, The Joys of Being a Woman, paperback, Holmes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Count if All Joy, paperback, Joiner&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Reckless Faith : When the Church Loses Its Will to Discern, hardcover, MacArthur&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Really Bad Girls of the Bible, hardcover, Higgs&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A Woman After God's Own Heart, paperback, George&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Only Angels Can Wing It :Bringing Balance and Grace, paperback, Higgs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;FaithTraining : Raising Kids Who Love The Lord, hardback, White&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The Common Sense Book of Baby and Child Care 1957 ed, hardback, Spock&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Complete Set of World Book Encyclopedias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-7817490547358352093?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7817490547358352093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=7817490547358352093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7817490547358352093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7817490547358352093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/08/books-for-sale.html' title='Books for Sale'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3462652966481013615</id><published>2010-05-12T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:04:52.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of "mind" are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great minds discuss ideas&lt;br /&gt;Average minds discuss events&lt;br /&gt;Small minds discuss people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3462652966481013615?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3462652966481013615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3462652966481013615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3462652966481013615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3462652966481013615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-kind-of-mind-are-you.html' title='What kind of &quot;mind&quot; are you?'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8596315229626350089</id><published>2010-04-25T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:18:29.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twirp Dance - April 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9cp-GKKiFI/AAAAAAAABgQ/cJaGTBlIprA/s1600/2010.04.23+J,+AC,+and+LB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9cp-GKKiFI/AAAAAAAABgQ/cJaGTBlIprA/s400/2010.04.23+J,+AC,+and+LB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464882819619260498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna Claire Lett, Jacob Lett, Lauren Borghini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was a big evening for our two teenagers.  Every Spring, Gadsden Middle School hosts the Twirp Dance.  (Its kind of like the old Sadie Hawkins Dances where the young ladies would ask the young men to the dance.)  But, for some reason, I like "Twirp Dance" better.  HA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more photos from the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9ThRFMyZWI/AAAAAAAABe4/3WGszI21nA4/s1600/2010.04.23+J+and+LB+Corsage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9ThRFMyZWI/AAAAAAAABe4/3WGszI21nA4/s400/2010.04.23+J+and+LB+Corsage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464239931477091682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9cp5GmbZAI/AAAAAAAABgI/_tn64dAIsHY/s1600/2010.04.23+LB+Corsage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9cp5GmbZAI/AAAAAAAABgI/_tn64dAIsHY/s400/2010.04.23+LB+Corsage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464882733838459906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think its safe to say that Lauren really liked her corsage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9covTYK53I/AAAAAAAABf4/A5QfGjyGGYg/s1600/2010.04.23+J+and+LB+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9covTYK53I/AAAAAAAABf4/A5QfGjyGGYg/s400/2010.04.23+J+and+LB+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464881465958000498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and, my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9covNCmoUI/AAAAAAAABfw/5EbWhfQHkUM/s1600/2010.04.23+J+and+LB+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9covNCmoUI/AAAAAAAABfw/5EbWhfQHkUM/s400/2010.04.23+J+and+LB+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464881464256930114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9cou3iCQZI/AAAAAAAABfo/yccdpvbLL9I/s1600/2010.04.23+J+and+LB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9cou3iCQZI/AAAAAAAABfo/yccdpvbLL9I/s400/2010.04.23+J+and+LB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464881458483184018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9ThR-GnrcI/AAAAAAAABfI/9akzS184jbM/s1600/2010.04.23+J+and+AC+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9ThR-GnrcI/AAAAAAAABfI/9akzS184jbM/s400/2010.04.23+J+and+AC+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464239946752044482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our two teenagers:  Jacob (14) and Anna Claire (13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9ThRYvBasI/AAAAAAAABfA/JZqFhCkHAWI/s1600/2010.04.23+J+and+AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9ThRYvBasI/AAAAAAAABfA/JZqFhCkHAWI/s400/2010.04.23+J+and+AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464239936720956098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think that Anna Claire was telling her big brother to behave himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8596315229626350089?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8596315229626350089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8596315229626350089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8596315229626350089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8596315229626350089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/04/twirp-dance-april-2010.html' title='Twirp Dance - April 2010'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/S9cp-GKKiFI/AAAAAAAABgQ/cJaGTBlIprA/s72-c/2010.04.23+J,+AC,+and+LB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6084178897816327791</id><published>2010-03-22T16:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:52:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today on Facebook</title><content type='html'>From time to time, I am going to share the day's Facebook banter and activity.  So, here goes the first edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bart Stupak, Coward and Liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Bart Stupak.  Remember him?  He is the guy that was supposedly holding out for an amendment to ObamaCare that would eliminate federal funding for abortion.  Have a look at this video and you'll see he's not so brave, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/URr68joWr1E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/URr68joWr1E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6084178897816327791?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6084178897816327791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6084178897816327791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6084178897816327791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6084178897816327791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/03/bart-stupak-coward-and-liar.html' title='Today on Facebook'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-116059750191718874</id><published>2010-02-10T09:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T09:53:18.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Jacob Lett and Anna Claire Lett for successful auditions and making All-State Middle School Chorus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-116059750191718874?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/116059750191718874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=116059750191718874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/116059750191718874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/116059750191718874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/02/congratulations-to-jacob-lett-and-anna.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5201649968076378341</id><published>2010-02-05T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:43:03.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, its been a while since I blogged on a regular basis. So...I believe that I'll give it a try again and have a goal of posting, at least, weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a full week.  On Monday I had the pleasure of driving Jacob and Anna Claire to Birmingham for their All-State (middle school) Chorus audition.  There were some nerves.  I think they both had a few butterflies before going in before the judges.  I'll never forget two auditions for All-State in high school.  What an experience.  Jacob auditioned and made it last year and had a great time.  I am in hopes that we'll get two acceptance letters in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some worky-work during the week, I traveled to the "HAM" again today for a meeting with some great Colonial Life folks.  Its good to be a part of Todd Boozer's district, located in Birmingham.  Todd has led the #1 district for CL in the state for years.  Its good to be teamed up with him and Jim Maxwell.  Colonial has the absolute best arsenal of supplemental insurance products for businesses, along with a product that can cut your health insurance premiums and increase your benefits...all while keeping you with your health insurance provider, which for most folk is BC/BS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5201649968076378341?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5201649968076378341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5201649968076378341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5201649968076378341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5201649968076378341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-its-been-while-since-i-blogged-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6319756900782373748</id><published>2010-02-04T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:20:12.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry its been a few days since the last update. Dad is improving. I spent the day with them last Friday as we traveled for visits with their doctors. Good and positive visits. Dad's strength is coming back and he was able to go to church Sunday. I believe that he is planning on preaching this week. Thanks for remembering Mom and Dad during this challenging season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6319756900782373748?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6319756900782373748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6319756900782373748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6319756900782373748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6319756900782373748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry-its-been-few-days-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2197797597035539715</id><published>2010-01-12T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T19:10:47.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>: Dad had a good visit with the neuro-doc. No sign of any problem. Pray for increased strength...energy...stamina for both Dad &amp;amp; Mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2197797597035539715?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2197797597035539715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2197797597035539715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2197797597035539715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2197797597035539715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/dad-had-good-visit-with-neuro-doc.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3942496927437804400</id><published>2010-01-12T06:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:49:56.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There really isn't much new news to report this morning. But, today is important because Dad has an appointment with the neuro-doc this afternoon. We will learn the results of the E.E.G. test that was performed last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3942496927437804400?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3942496927437804400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3942496927437804400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3942496927437804400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3942496927437804400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-really-isnt-much-new-news-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-155901751321713470</id><published>2010-01-09T14:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:39:59.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad is "making it through" this week. Very tired, not much energy. Basic activities are very difficult.  Sleeping quite a bit.  A trip to the back of the house is exhausting.  Sore upper legs with a still-significant amount of bruising and swelling. We are waiting on E.E.G. report this coming mid-week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-155901751321713470?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/155901751321713470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=155901751321713470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/155901751321713470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/155901751321713470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/dad-is-making-it-through-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5607280893632287875</id><published>2010-01-08T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:59:02.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad is still at home resting.  The only news that we have to report is that he visited his neuro-doc on Thursday afternoon.  Information from this visit will not be available until mid-week.  Other than that, he is resting quite a bit and staying off that fractured knee.  Please continue to remember my folks in your prayers.  Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5607280893632287875?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5607280893632287875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5607280893632287875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5607280893632287875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5607280893632287875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/dad-is-still-at-home-resting.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4628278075202327179</id><published>2010-01-06T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:21:13.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom and Dad had a long day with a trip to Birmingham and two doctors appointments. The visit with the orthopedic-doc is mentioned in the previous post. He also visited his family physician and had a good visit there. A visit with the neurologist will come later this week. Dad need to have very limited time on his fractured knee cap for at least three weeks. Pray for a speedy recovery. More details as they are available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4628278075202327179?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4628278075202327179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4628278075202327179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4628278075202327179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4628278075202327179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/mom-and-dad-had-long-day-with-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8144714695238766837</id><published>2010-01-06T15:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:16:44.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad got through the night and was able to rest. This morning, his orthopedic doctor in Birmingham confirmed that he has a fracture in his knee cap. I am not a doctor, not do I play one on TV, but I could have told you that when I saw all of the massive swelling on Monday. He also visited with his family doctor in Birmingham today. And, there is a visit with a neurologist this week as we are still concerned about Monday night's event that landed him in the hospital in Boaz. Dad must have limited time on his fractured knee for at least three weeks. Thanks for your prayers and concern. Please keep checking this blog for updates on Dad's condition. I will try to post at least once each day until we are "out-of-the-woods".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8144714695238766837?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8144714695238766837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8144714695238766837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8144714695238766837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8144714695238766837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/dad-got-through-night-and-was-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8244752523064150759</id><published>2010-01-05T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:21:39.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad has had a better day today. I had to leave mid-afternoon but talked to Mom just now. Doctor visit tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8244752523064150759?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8244752523064150759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8244752523064150759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8244752523064150759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8244752523064150759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/dad-has-had-better-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4169584587502853012</id><published>2010-01-05T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T09:19:59.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Dad's Condition</title><content type='html'>Below is a copy of the email that I sent out from Dad's email account this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning, I have sent this note from Dad's email account to his entire address book so that everybody is updated on his condition, all at once.  This email is going out to several dozens of recipients, so please pardon me if it sounds a bit impersonal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had a pretty bad fall yesterday morning in Rainsville.  Around noon, he was taken to the hospital in Ft Payne.  His right knee and lower thigh was extremely swollen and in severe pain.  An x-ray revealed no fractures, but we were told that a fracture could not show up for up to a week because of the swelling.  Even though he could not put weight on his leg and was in a lot of pain, the doctor had to send him home, due to Medicare rules.  We arranged to have an ambulance bring him home and he was in his recliner around 6:00 PM yesterday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 10:30 PM, with the help of a walker with wheels, Dad made a trip to the back of the house.  I was amazed that he could make that short walk.  I think it was pure determination, more than anything else.  While back there, he got very dizzy and almost fell.  After about 10 minutes, he regained composure and I sat him on the walker with the intentions of getting him to his bed or chair to rest.  After just a few feet, Dad experienced an "event".  I am using the word "event" because I really don't know what else to call it.  This event consisted of multiple physical symptoms that alarmed us to the point that we called an ambulance.  Allow me to say only that Dad was somewhat unresponsive.  The medics took him to Marshall Medical Center in Boaz where he spent the next several hours undergoing tests.  When Dad arrived at the ER he had regained much of his responsiveness and was very alert about what was going on.  Within the next hour, he was cracking jokes with his nurses.  Imagine that !!!  There was a particular test result that has us concerned and we are arranging appointments with his family doctor and a neurologist as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has rested fairly well since returning home just after 4:00 AM this morning.  Mom has been very active since the early hours of this morning.  She has visited one of his local doctors to discuss next steps and is back home now and on the phone with other physicians...just taking care of some business that needs to be handled.  The last 24 hours has been extremely stressful on both of them and they have a very heavy few days in the immediate future.  I am confident that Dad will be OK and make a full recovery.  I look for him to be back in the pulpit at Kelly's Chapel as soon as possible.  For this to happen as smoothly as possible, I am asking that everyone refrain from calling Mom &amp; Dad's residence at this time.  Please contact me via email for updates instead of calling Mom &amp; Dad's residence.  You can reach me via email at timlett@aol.com and you can check my blog online at www.TimLett.com - I will be posting this message and subsequent updates online until we are back to normal.  I will also post this message on Dad's Facebook page.  If you are on Facebook, feel free to send Dad a friend request and I will take care of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to send a card or letter, please feel free.  Their mailing address is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Lett&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box 244&lt;br /&gt;Albertville, AL 35950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, please be in prayer for complete healing for Dad and strength for Mom.  Also, please feel free to forward this to your contacts that might want to know about Dad's condition.  Some of you might receive this twice as I will be sending it out from my own email account in a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, please direct all contact to me at timlett@aol.com or by checking my blog at www.timlett.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;Tim Lett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post updates on Dad's condition as information becomes available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4169584587502853012?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4169584587502853012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4169584587502853012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4169584587502853012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4169584587502853012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-on-dads-condition.html' title='Update on Dad&apos;s Condition'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8329493977298688696</id><published>2009-09-07T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:38:10.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Conversation excerpt tonight from our Living Room while the Miami/Florida State game was playing in the background.......&lt;p&gt;Micah: Do we like the Miami Ducks?&lt;p&gt;Jacob: They are not the Ducks, they are the Hurricanes.&lt;p&gt;Anna Claire: Hurricanes??? They can&amp;#39;t be the Hurricanes!!! Your mascot is supposed to be an animal, not a &amp;#39;&amp;#39;wind-of-force&amp;#39;&amp;#39;.&lt;p&gt;Abbi Kate: Yeah, so what&amp;#39;s up with the Braves??? Their mascot is an AXE !!!&lt;p&gt;Dad Thought: I love my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8329493977298688696?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8329493977298688696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8329493977298688696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8329493977298688696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8329493977298688696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/09/conversation-excerpt-tonight-from-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8796710763082908293</id><published>2009-09-07T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T07:32:46.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>: I feel manly on Labor Day. I just replaced tail lights on my truck. Yeah buddy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8796710763082908293?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8796710763082908293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8796710763082908293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8796710763082908293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8796710763082908293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-manly-on-labor-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5766533770461416038</id><published>2009-05-21T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:13:58.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Getting Old, Or what???</title><content type='html'>Am I really supposed to be old enough to have a kid playing middle school football?  Well, "supposed to" matters not, I suppose. (HA!)  He did stand still long enough for me to take this shot while he was on his way from the field house to the practice field yesterday.  Looks like we will be attending the GMS Spring Game on Friday night.  I'll let you know how it turns out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ShXRQmcpYNI/AAAAAAAABeQ/raeEDtczvOU/s1600-h/05202009099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ShXRQmcpYNI/AAAAAAAABeQ/raeEDtczvOU/s400/05202009099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403016446402770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5766533770461416038?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5766533770461416038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5766533770461416038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5766533770461416038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5766533770461416038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-i-getting-old-or-what.html' title='Am I Getting Old, Or what???'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ShXRQmcpYNI/AAAAAAAABeQ/raeEDtczvOU/s72-c/05202009099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2022117432497926942</id><published>2009-04-24T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:09:35.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kitchen In The Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyPuiMdLI/AAAAAAAABd4/onOntLjD8j8/s1600-h/Image%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyPuiMdLI/AAAAAAAABd4/onOntLjD8j8/s400/Image%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306186159420594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyPFY1xNI/AAAAAAAABdw/JwhUVYT88tw/s1600-h/Image%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyPFY1xNI/AAAAAAAABdw/JwhUVYT88tw/s400/Image%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306175114331346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyO2JWzrI/AAAAAAAABdo/JjcYUMTqB6Y/s1600-h/Image%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyO2JWzrI/AAAAAAAABdo/JjcYUMTqB6Y/s400/Image%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306171022855858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2022117432497926942?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2022117432497926942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2022117432497926942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2022117432497926942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2022117432497926942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/04/kitchen-in-making.html' title='A Kitchen In The Making'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyPuiMdLI/AAAAAAAABd4/onOntLjD8j8/s72-c/Image%285%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4983362888326309690</id><published>2009-04-14T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:12:49.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Feels Good..........Wait, I Feel Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyer90HeI/AAAAAAAABeI/rgG2keNpEqo/s1600-h/Image%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyer90HeI/AAAAAAAABeI/rgG2keNpEqo/s400/Image%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306443167997410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyelnAzUI/AAAAAAAABeA/L3f2oPrG6Ek/s1600-h/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyelnAzUI/AAAAAAAABeA/L3f2oPrG6Ek/s400/Image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306441461747010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SeTS7VuYXfI/AAAAAAAABdM/cNYXtuWVINU/s1600-h/Image%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SeTS7VuYXfI/AAAAAAAABdM/cNYXtuWVINU/s400/Image%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324612576344563186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I am now a home-owner...at least I will be after the next 360 payments.  But, it still feels good.  To celebrate, we will be having BYOB parties at the house for the next week-and-a-half, or so.  BRING YOUR OWN BRUSH!!!  Paint will be provided.  Call for directions.  Hope to see you there.&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/32642341-4983362888326309690?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4983362888326309690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4983362888326309690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4983362888326309690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4983362888326309690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-feels-good.html' title='It Feels Good..........Wait, I Feel Sick'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SfHyer90HeI/AAAAAAAABeI/rgG2keNpEqo/s72-c/Image%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-695915511050187345</id><published>2009-03-21T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:58:43.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder - 2009 Minor League Schedule</title><content type='html'>Here is some info on Micah's Baseball team, the 2009 Minor League Thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preseason Tournament Tuesday, March 17 through Saturday, March 21 at Dwight Field.  The Pre-Season Tournament at Dwight Field was a good opportunity for the boys to learn to work together as a team, in spite of going 1 - 2 in tournament play.  Here are some photos from the tournament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo 1 - Micah at bat. He got his first tournament hit during this at-bat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ScafdwN1qKI/AAAAAAAABdE/_bGC0dF9ynw/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ScafdwN1qKI/AAAAAAAABdE/_bGC0dF9ynw/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316111743665416354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo 2. A boy's gotta have a little Gatorade when he's workin' hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ScafdVAOYWI/AAAAAAAABc8/kufObFRNdCo/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ScafdVAOYWI/AAAAAAAABc8/kufObFRNdCo/s320/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316111736360558946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo 3. Time for a little post-game team meeting after a 15 - 8 victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ScafcqgBrvI/AAAAAAAABc0/wUu1LjWxEPI/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ScafcqgBrvI/AAAAAAAABc0/wUu1LjWxEPI/s320/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316111724951219954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	-asdfasdfasdfasdf&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-695915511050187345?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/695915511050187345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=695915511050187345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/695915511050187345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/695915511050187345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/03/thunder-2009-minor-league-schedule.html' title='Thunder - 2009 Minor League Schedule'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/ScafdwN1qKI/AAAAAAAABdE/_bGC0dF9ynw/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3887650039083041241</id><published>2009-03-13T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:55:23.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Win!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I can't ever say, "I never win anything".   Breakfast at the Hungry Hut is a pretty good prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SbqBzl5lP0I/AAAAAAAABcs/QNiKzj3Vgng/s1600-h/0311091120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SbqBzl5lP0I/AAAAAAAABcs/QNiKzj3Vgng/s320/0311091120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312701433783861058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3887650039083041241?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3887650039083041241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3887650039083041241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3887650039083041241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3887650039083041241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-win.html' title='I Win!!!'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SbqBzl5lP0I/AAAAAAAABcs/QNiKzj3Vgng/s72-c/0311091120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-9024562095609351381</id><published>2009-03-12T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:41:33.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk Monkey Chaperone</title><content type='html'>Considering that I have two daughters of my own, I thought it might be good to suggest this for all of my friends with daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ol6poJ6M7MA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ol6poJ6M7MA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-9024562095609351381?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ol6poJ6M7MA' title='Trunk Monkey Chaperone'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9024562095609351381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=9024562095609351381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9024562095609351381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9024562095609351381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/03/trunk-monkey-chaperone.html' title='Trunk Monkey Chaperone'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1648569529004607645</id><published>2009-03-08T23:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:20:59.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News - For A Change</title><content type='html'>It seems that over the last several years we have heard CNN and FOX NEWS report every story that they could get their hands on concerning fallen preachers.  I remember when I was a kid, the Swaggart story was all over the news.  Continue on through the 80's with the Bakkers and most recently Haggard and Paulk.  Its strange to me, not really, how they can't wait to broadcast the fallen but never highlight those who are really doing the work and making a difference.  So, at least for one blog entry, I am going to break that cycle and report on somebody doing it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was playing piano at Word Alive where we have been attenting for almost a year, now.  First service was great, as usual.  Second service was even more awesome.  We finished our set with a great song, "Word of God, Speak".  It is a great song.  I've used it several times when singing or leading.  Powerful.  But, this morning...it was more powerful than ever.  In fact, an altar call was given during this song and about 15 or 20 folks came to Faith in Christ.  But that wasn't all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned Communion for last Sunday, but last Sunday was snowed out.  Can you believe that!!!  Snow last Sunday - Mid 70's today.  Anyway...  So, Communion was moved into today's service and was as normal in the early service.  But, in the second service, it came at this point at the end of "Word of God, Speak".  All of the musicians were still playing, providing background music.  Pastor Kent said that he wanted Communion to be taken a little differently with the congregation grouping up in small groups of 6, or so, and sharing together.  As this happens, I saw something that I have not seen in almost 40 years of life.  Our pastor took the Communion elements (bread &amp;amp; wine) and got enough for each musician on stage who was playing and providing the background music.  He started with our Worship Leader, Luke Varvell, who was playing his guitar.  Pastor Kent took the bread and literally fed it to Luke.  Then, he took the cup, and gave it to Luke to drink...without Luke ever touching the cup.  I was next, at the piano, and let me tell you...it was an absolutely incredible experience.  Pastor Kent took the bread and the wine to each on-stage musician and repeated this same service with each one.  I have seen individuals served during Communion.  But, I have never taken Communion in that manner and I have never seen anything like that happen. What I saw was probably the most vivid picture of the Servant-Leadership of Jesus that has ever been displayed in a setting such as that.  I could not help but be reminded of the story from John 13 where Jesus "laid aside his garments; and took a towel, and girded himself...After that he poured water into a basin, and began to wash the disciples' feet and to wipe them with the towel..."  Now, nobody took their shoes off and we didn't have a foot washing.  But, what I saw impacted me in a way that I will never forget.  Thank you, Pastor Kent Mattox, for placing servant-leadership on display for the world to see.  Thank you for allow me to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final thought on this - I am not saying that this exact display of servant-leadership is the "one-and only-act" that can demonstrate this virtue.  And it wasn't really the "act" that made the impact on me.  What made the impact was the humility to do something "real" without regard for anything else.  The simple fact is that if we, those who claim to be the church, would humble ourselves to the point of actually doing things "like" this...can you imagine the change that would take place in our world!!!  But, the sad fact is that we are too consumed with going through the motions - doing out thing on Sunday and Wednesday - getting the numbers to come out right - making sure it looks right (image) - making sure we say the right things in front of the right people (so as not to offend) - being user-friendly and purpose-driven to a point of nausea.  Sometimes I think that we (the church) have tried to become so user-friendly that we have a hard time being a friend of God....and...we are so focused on being purpose-driven that we cause our purpose to be perverted into our own little (or big) personal agenda.  What a fine line on which we walk.  Why don't we try this: Let's check our egos at the door, clothe ourselves with humility, and do what Christ did when He loved the church and sacrificed His own life.  This doesn't mean being weak and giving up principle.  No!  In fact, the pattern of Christ holds more strength than any army and more principle than any platform of any political party.  Servant-leadership: What a concept!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm not sure if they will post the early or late service, but one of them will be up for your viewing at www.wordalive.org.  Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-1648569529004607645?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1648569529004607645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1648569529004607645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1648569529004607645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1648569529004607645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-news-for-change.html' title='Good News - For A Change'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5004408014978721307</id><published>2008-11-07T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:46:27.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is The Real Dummy</title><content type='html'>Is it just me, or does anyone else notice a remarkable of VP-elect Joe Biden to Jeff Dunham's dummy, Walter???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below.  VP-elect Joe Biden looks on as "that one" says something about change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SRTEo8s9gGI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Th1nIR7JQFE/s1600-h/Joe+Biden+Picture.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SRTEo8s9gGI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Th1nIR7JQFE/s320/Joe+Biden+Picture.JPEG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266050072071471202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below.  Jeff Dunham's dummy, Walter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SRTEo-DFl6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/AeZrBl4BYP8/s1600-h/Walter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SRTEo-DFl6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/AeZrBl4BYP8/s320/Walter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266050072432711586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5004408014978721307?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5004408014978721307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5004408014978721307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5004408014978721307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5004408014978721307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-is-real-dummy.html' title='Who Is The Real Dummy'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SRTEo8s9gGI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Th1nIR7JQFE/s72-c/Joe+Biden+Picture.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5654670025286173147</id><published>2008-10-10T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:13:16.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ongoing Thoughts Concerning a Possible Obama Presidency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We could learn a great deal from looking at Rome. In 55 B.C., Cicero said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"The budget should be balanced, the Treasury should be refilled, public debt should be reduced, the arrogance of officialdom should be tempered and controlled, and the assistance to foreign lands should be curtailed lest Rome become bankrupt.  People must again learn to work, instead of living on public assistance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Only in America!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If Barack Obama would apply for a job with the FBI or with the Secret Service, he would be &lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;disqualified&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;because of his past &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;association&lt;/span&gt; with William Ayers, a known &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;terrorist&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If he is elected President he would not even qualify to be his own body guard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: verdana;"&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/32642341-5654670025286173147?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5654670025286173147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5654670025286173147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5654670025286173147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5654670025286173147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/remember-rome.html' title='Ongoing Thoughts Concerning a Possible Obama Presidency'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-804955281331225528</id><published>2008-09-10T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:53:24.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalie - My New Niece</title><content type='html'>Natalie, my new niece, arrived yesterday...just after lunch.  As we were getting to know each other for a few moments, I got a head start and began to teach her that "I am Tim, your favorite uncle."  But seriously...she is beautiful and was born into a wonderful family with Keith &amp;amp; Carrie, a/k/a Mom &amp;amp; Dad...Big Sister Hannah, and Big Brothers Grant and John Mark.  Ain't life wonderful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SMfL184_-fI/AAAAAAAAA_s/sVnhUThe8co/s1600-h/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SMfL184_-fI/AAAAAAAAA_s/sVnhUThe8co/s320/Image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244384418834938354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-804955281331225528?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/804955281331225528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=804955281331225528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/804955281331225528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/804955281331225528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/09/natalie-my-new-niece.html' title='Natalie - My New Niece'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SMfL184_-fI/AAAAAAAAA_s/sVnhUThe8co/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4614867305663418440</id><published>2008-08-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:58:16.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only In Alabama</title><content type='html'>Few words can be added to this photo.  But, just a little set-up here : Daphne and I took a little ride through north &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Etowah&lt;/span&gt; and southern Cherokee counties today.  Apparently, someone had closed shop and gone to lunch.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Serendipitously&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look it up, Jacob, Anna, Micah, &amp;amp; Abbi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), this is the humor with which we were rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKuV1c-ZmII/AAAAAAAAA-s/LP30yCNQZUk/s1600-h/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKuV1c-ZmII/AAAAAAAAA-s/LP30yCNQZUk/s320/Image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236443737291856002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4614867305663418440?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4614867305663418440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4614867305663418440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4614867305663418440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4614867305663418440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/only-in-alabama.html' title='Only In Alabama'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKuV1c-ZmII/AAAAAAAAA-s/LP30yCNQZUk/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2183260900324810081</id><published>2008-08-11T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:18:42.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School 2008 with Micah &amp; Abbi Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;August has arrived and has brought its dreaded friend along with it - The First Day of School.  Never has any other single day been credited with so many butterflies in the stomachs of children all across the land.  And, some parents even experience a little flutter or two.  I suppose you would call those "sympathy butterflies".  Here are some great pics of Micah and Abbi Kate's first day of the 2008-09 School Year at Eura Brown Elementary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233369299005121378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCppl2io2I/AAAAAAAAA-M/c5QkOqxYpUw/s320/M+%26+A+1st+day+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Above - Micah &amp;amp; Abbi on the sidewalk going to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233369290154127218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCppE4TL3I/AAAAAAAAA-E/1zUaIGduiYo/s320/Abbi%27s+First+Day+in+2nd+Grade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Above - Abbi Kate outside of Mrs McFarland's 2nd Grade Classroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCpojOv--I/AAAAAAAAA98/bdGWb6zCB4A/s1600-h/Abbi+and+Mallory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233369281121483746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCpojOv--I/AAAAAAAAA98/bdGWb6zCB4A/s320/Abbi+and+Mallory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above - Abbi Kate &amp;amp; Mallory are in the same class this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233369308089215938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCpqHsW68I/AAAAAAAAA-c/iYQYBdguXFA/s320/Micah%27s+First+day+in+3rd+Grade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCpqBNVCNI/AAAAAAAAA-U/mSsi5dVKe3g/s1600-h/Micah,+Jacquez,+and+Seth.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above - Micah stands outside of Ms Young's 3rd Grade Classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233369605049552658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCp7Z9ODxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/0D6szF_TjEo/s320/Micah,+Jacquez,+and+Seth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above - Micah, Jacques, Seth, and Carson.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Things are much better now that we're with our buddies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking forward to a great school year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2183260900324810081?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2183260900324810081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2183260900324810081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2183260900324810081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2183260900324810081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school-2008-with-micah.html' title='First Day of School 2008 with Micah &amp; Abbi Kate'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SKCppl2io2I/AAAAAAAAA-M/c5QkOqxYpUw/s72-c/M+%26+A+1st+day+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-7798225716537495004</id><published>2008-07-26T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:11:29.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Micah - #9</title><content type='html'>Well, I have talked about Wednesday, July 23, being our moving day.  But, not much has been said about a more important designation for Wednesday, July 23......Micah's 9th Birthday.  Micah had to give up the majority of his special day because of the move.  He was  a great sport about it.  So, at the end of the day, we went to his favorite place to eat.....yep.....Burger King.  And, Mimi Shirley and PawPaw Bill made him a birthday cake.....again, his favorite.....yellow cake and chocolate icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my kid's birthdays are special to me...but whenever Micah's rolls around, there is a little extra tug at the old heartstrings.  I guess I'll tell this story every year, in some form or fashion, because it is so close to me.  When Micah was 4, he decided to take off his swimming wings (floaties) and head to the deep end of a pool full of children and adults.  After all, he just wanted to be "big" and swim where the other kids were.  A few minutes later, a little girl spotted him vertically floating with arms extended and screamed.  He was taken from the pool and worked on with no results.  His jaw was locked and his mouth was already turning blue.  Only a miracle would bring him back to us.  That miracle happened a few moments later when he was sat up and bent at his mid-section.  After several minutes he was breathing again and had been brought back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every birthday that rolls around for Micah is just a reminder to me of how good God has been to us.  He could have kept Micah with him on that day.  Micah talked later in the day about "going to sleep under water" and "seeing a light".  But, God was merciful to us and decided to let us hold on to him and enjoy the absolute pleasure of raising and loving this precious boy.  And I am so grateful.  Every birthday that rolls around for Micah is a huge reminder to me of just how precious and fragile life really is, because it is a birthday that "almost wasn't".  You can leave for work one morning and your world can be totally altered before two hours has passed by.  I know that there is a reason for all of that happening.  I'm sure that I don't fully understand it all, yet.  But, if it was just to make me aware of life's fleeting nature, then that purpose has surely been accomplished.  If it was to draw my own children closer to my heart, then that purpose has surely been accomplished, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Micah!!!  I sure am glad that you were here with me for this special day.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5f91d41b3135987d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=74dbfc9f9bd5a854&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7798225716537495004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=7798225716537495004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7798225716537495004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7798225716537495004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-micah-9.html' title='Happy Birthday Micah - #9'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-235756001509154264</id><published>2008-07-22T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:14:25.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Day Eve</title><content type='html'>Well, we are putting the final touches on getting ready for tomorrow's big move.   Daph is wanting to pack up the computer, so I thought I'd send one final note from here.  Hmmmm....  Six years.  That's pretty much a record for us in the "staying put in one place" category.  This will be the last post from this location.  I will try to get an update on the blog within the next couple of days and give a progress report on how things are going as we get a set-up and adjusted in a new place.  Just in case someone did not get the email that I sent out earlier today, I have copied and pasted it below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye from Rainbow City,&lt;br /&gt;Tim &amp;amp; Daphne Lett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends, Family, and Business    Associates,&lt;br /&gt;     I just sent this to everyone in my    email address book....family and friends, insurance industry associates, and    ebay friends.  So, if you are not sure why you got it or find yourself    asking,&lt;strong&gt; "Who is Tim Lett and why am I receiving an email from    him?"....&lt;/strong&gt;just email me back and I will make sure to do a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"remove"&lt;/span&gt; for    you. &lt;br /&gt;     Tomorrow, Daphne and I will be    moving.  Yes, we're taking the kids with us.  After 6 years in    Rainbow City, we will be enjoying a bit of a change.  I love my    neighbors, but it will be a good change to have neighbors who are at    a bit farther away than what we currently enjoy.  Any and all    correspondence needs to go to the new address in my signature line below...the    P.O. Box.  Email addresses will remain the same.  Home/Office phone    number is through Vonage and will remain the same.  Only the    physical address will change. &lt;em&gt; (That will be made available at a    later date.)&lt;/em&gt;  Just wanted to let everybody know.    &lt;br /&gt;     And yes...I know that I am miserably behind on    returning emails and phone calls.  I currently have 16 "new" voicemails    on my cell phone.  I do apologize.  Hopefully, when this move is    over, the 14 hour days will back off down to a reasonable 8 to 10    and I can get caught up.  Until then, I appreciate and ask for your    continued patience through this adjustment period.  I will try to    update the blog at &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.timlett.com/"&gt;www.timlett.com&lt;/a&gt; over    the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;     For those of you who have purchased    something on ebay: Everything for which payment has been received has been    shipped.  Payments arriving after yesterday will have their items shipped    over the next couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Tim Lett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tim Lett&lt;br /&gt;Summit Benefits&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box 1617 :    Gadsden, AL 35902&lt;br /&gt;Office (256) 305 - 2377 : Fax (801) 346 -    7770&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life, Health, &amp;amp; Disability Insurance, LTCi, Annuities &amp;amp;    401k Rollover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-235756001509154264?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/235756001509154264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=235756001509154264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/235756001509154264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/235756001509154264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-day-eve.html' title='Moving Day Eve'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4238896964773899606</id><published>2008-07-17T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:48:37.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Teenager in the House</title><content type='html'>There is a teenager in the house now.  Thursday, July 17, was Jacob's 13th birthday.  The day started with the final day of basketball camp and finished up with a trip to Jacob's favorite place to eat.....Logan's.....of course.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8a02897aec9b103&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4238896964773899606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4238896964773899606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4238896964773899606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4238896964773899606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/teenager-in-house.html' title='A Teenager in the House'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SIAtXXRq2hI/AAAAAAAAA9U/h5BaZQ-nLEI/s72-c/Image%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1432255742773088478</id><published>2008-07-11T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:10:30.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My, how time flies.............</title><content type='html'>Amazing.  My apologies to all of my faithful blog-readers...and those of you who are "not-so-faithful".  I know that you will strive to improve.  I can't believe that the last post to TimBlog was back on June 7th.  Lots has been going on and I will give a full update soon, but just a summary now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the process of moving.  Phase 1 happened today.  Mimi Deb (Daphne's Mom) came and brought Keith &amp;amp; Carrie (Daph's Sister), Boo (Daph's Brother) &amp;amp; Linda, and Sheri (Daph's Sister)...along with Hannah, Grant, John Mark, and Sam.  We made lots of progress with trips to the storage unit and to Mark &amp;amp; Lisa Harris' house where we unloaded tons of stuff in their garage for a Moving Sale tomorrow.  Wait a minute!!!  It already is tomorrow....Which means, that it's Today....Already.  Goodness.  Insomnia and 14 hour work days are not good for you.  So, in about 6 hours, the Moving/Yard Sale starts.  Mark and Lisa live on a street that gets tons of Yard Sale traffic...so, it was a good idea.  Well, if you are in the Gadsden/Rainbow City/Southside area early in the morning, come by and see us at the intersection of Cedar Bend Road and Western Hills Drive.  There will be plenty of STUFF to take home with you!!!  More info to come on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob just returned from his first Mission Trip.  He spent a week with his PawPaw David as they were in Normal, Illinois with Constructors for Christ.  He got home late tonight and I got home from work even later.  So, he was already asleep when I got in.  I am sure he will have lots to tell tomorrow...and so will I.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SHlxo4elQxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/TjpmYY_Fg88/s1600-h/Image%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SHlxo4elQxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/TjpmYY_Fg88/s400/Image%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222330190082163474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne is in the middle of completing coursework to get her teaching certificate renewed.  Fortunately, all of the classes are available from Jacksonville State University via the internet.  With $4/gallon gas, its great that she does not have to drive the 40 mile round-trip every day.  She has already completed one course with an "A" and is working on two more courses.  There are two huge tests that she must complete to be considered "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Highly Qualified&lt;/span&gt;" and eligible for a classroom assignment.  Please remember her as she works hard on this achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last few weeks.....ok, months.....have been extremely stressful.  Things have happened which I cannot write in a public forum, such as this.  In a way, its been similar to that movie, The Perfect Storm.  Storm fronts have come together personally, financially, emotionally, professionally, and every other way imaginable...and they have all met at one point.  We have gone through some storms, butnever have I seen anything like this.  However, I am keenly aware that storms of the past have prepared me to successfully survive this storm.  Through it all, God is faithful!!!  His provisions are always either perfectly adequate or abundant...but, never lacking.  And, His provisions are always right on time...never early, never late...but, right on time.  Provisions for this storm have been in the works for a long time.  It blew my mind recently to realize that one very major provision, for this storm, was put into motion over 24 years ago with one seemingly insignificant decision made as a 14-year-old young man.  Imagine that!!!  One decision that I made 24 years ago...in 1984...put into play a series of events that secured a provision for 2008.  Its kind of strange.  I remember 1984.  Lots of Doomsday Prophets were saying that the world was "about to end".  But God, in His faithfulness, allowed provision to be made for 24 years in the future.  Maybe one day I will tell that story on here, with all of its details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Tim Lett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before ending this post, I need to share a funny picture.  A few months ago, we were riding along some back-roads along the Tennessee River in the Shoals area, near Wheeler Dam.  We turned a curve and saw this wonderful little spot to stop and get a cold drink and snack.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SHher4r0ZZI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zNhTrp__dzs/s1600-h/The+Dam+Store.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SHher4r0ZZI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zNhTrp__dzs/s400/The+Dam+Store.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222027875979650450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....though you'd like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-1432255742773088478?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1432255742773088478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1432255742773088478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1432255742773088478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1432255742773088478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-how-time-flies.html' title='My, how time flies.............'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SHlxo4elQxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/TjpmYY_Fg88/s72-c/Image%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8963692930116647308</id><published>2008-06-07T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T17:53:37.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Should Vote for Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGeu_4Ekx-o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGeu_4Ekx-o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That's enough for me.  And on a serious note:  To my friends who are Democrats - This is certainly not a personal thing and is not intended to be "at" anyone.  I am sure that you are just as disappointed and frustrated in Obama being your candidate as I am in McCain being the Republican candidate.  So, I urge you all...Frustrated Democrats and Frustrated Republicans, alike...  Join me in voting for a 3rd party candidate.  The two party system has failed.  Let's replace it and send ALL of these clowns home....not only the ones in Washington, D.C. - but let's clean out Montgomery, too.  Its time for a house-cleaning and my Dyson is ready to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8963692930116647308?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGeu_4Ekx-o' title='Why We Should Vote for Obama'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGeu_4Ekx-o' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8963692930116647308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8963692930116647308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8963692930116647308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8963692930116647308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-we-should-vote-for-obama.html' title='Why We Should Vote for Obama'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-9009121854976327013</id><published>2008-05-29T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T17:59:15.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Claire's Elementary Graduation &amp; The Last Day of School 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I now have two Eura Brown Elementary School alumni.  Wednesday, May 28th, was Anna Claire's 5th Grade Graduation Day.  This fall, she will be at Gadsden Middle...reunited with big brother Jacob.  Here are some pictures from Wednesday's event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below - Anna Claire receives her diploma from Mrs. Yother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bCwrBveI/AAAAAAAAA8c/lNktEZHWWYA/s1600-h/DSC05132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205979797246819810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 384px; height: 297px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bCwrBveI/AAAAAAAAA8c/lNktEZHWWYA/s400/DSC05132.JPG" border="0" height="225" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below.  Anna Claire with "b-f-f" Erin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bDQrBvfI/AAAAAAAAA8k/DZjLX-lJ5UU/s1600-h/DSC05124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205979805836754418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bDQrBvfI/AAAAAAAAA8k/DZjLX-lJ5UU/s400/DSC05124.JPG" border="0" height="288" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below.  Anna Claire with a proud Mom &amp;amp; Dad at the reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205978203813952978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 349px; height: 288px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZmArBvdI/AAAAAAAAA8U/E8ErdgQts_0/s400/DSC05147.JPG" border="0" height="277" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below.  Anna Claire gives me a hug during the graduation ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bDwrBvgI/AAAAAAAAA8s/cvQednADKDY/s1600-h/DSC05137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205979814426689026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bDwrBvgI/AAAAAAAAA8s/cvQednADKDY/s400/DSC05137.JPG" border="0" height="279" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, Thursday, May 29, was the final day of school.  Micah chose to sleep in and play X-Box.  But, Anna Claire and Abbi Kate were up and ready to go for the last day.  Jacob went to see some buddies at school, but did not make himself available for pictures.  When I went to check him out before the end of the day, he made the mistake of proudly reminding his principal that he had not been "written-up" all year long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below.  Abbi Kate and friend Cameron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bEArBvhI/AAAAAAAAA80/blSHH6a2VHY/s1600-h/DSC05155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205979818721656338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bEArBvhI/AAAAAAAAA80/blSHH6a2VHY/s400/DSC05155.JPG" border="0" height="276" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Below.  Micah did manage to get a picture yesterday with Mrs McFarland.  Micah was Mrs. McFarland's 3rd Lett-child to teach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bEQrBviI/AAAAAAAAA88/VLJLDesOvAM/s1600-h/DSC05158.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205979823016623650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 324px; height: 264px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bEQrBviI/AAAAAAAAA88/VLJLDesOvAM/s400/DSC05158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Below.  Micah with friend and Thunder baseball teammate, Seth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZkwrBvaI/AAAAAAAAA78/ctmhMaT-Pq8/s1600-h/DSC05159.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205978182339116450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZkwrBvaI/AAAAAAAAA78/ctmhMaT-Pq8/s400/DSC05159.JPG" border="0" height="270" width="373" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Below.  Abbi Kate and Mrs Bowman, her 1st Grade Teacher.   Abbi was Mrs. Bowman's 4th Lett-child to teach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZlArBvbI/AAAAAAAAA8E/dZAsU_qdLJA/s1600-h/DSC05153.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205978186634083762" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZlArBvbI/AAAAAAAAA8E/dZAsU_qdLJA/s400/DSC05153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Below.  Abbi Kate and friend Griffin.  They shared a table in Mrs. Bowman's class this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZlgrBvcI/AAAAAAAAA8M/lyFMRza52Bo/s1600-h/DSC05151.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205978195224018370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZlgrBvcI/AAAAAAAAA8M/lyFMRza52Bo/s400/DSC05151.JPG" border="0" height="269" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Below.  Eura Brown has been a special place over the last few years.  In August 2002, we started with Jacob in 1st and Anna Claire in K5.  Then Micah moved in during August 2005, and Abbi Kate followed in August 2006.  That was the year that we had all four of them in Eura Brown.  It was so cool to pull up to the crosswalk and watch all of them walk up the sidewalk together.  Then, Jacob left Eura Brown and now Anna Claire has moved on, too.  So, I guess I am just a bit reflective at this time of year....maybe even a bit teary-eyed.  As my buddy Mark says, "I am just a big ol' teddy bear."  --  With all of that said, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he end of this year does come with a bitter-sweet twist.  Marti Jackson has been in the office at Eura Brown for over 10 years.  Now, there has been a Lett-child at Eura Brown since 2002...so, they are all very fond of Mrs. Jackson.  Much to our dismay, Mrs. Jackson is retiring and will not be in the office this fall when school resumes.  She has always been a constant source of a smile, a plesant word, and will definitely be missed when Micah and Abbi Kate return to Eura Brown this fall.  Daphne and I want to thank you for loving our children.  We wish you the best!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205978178044149138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9ZkgrBvZI/AAAAAAAAA70/wpX3oi1Jmuw/s400/DSC05149.JPG" border="0" height="271" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-9009121854976327013?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9009121854976327013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=9009121854976327013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9009121854976327013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9009121854976327013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/anna-claires-elementary-graduation-last.html' title='Anna Claire&apos;s Elementary Graduation &amp; The Last Day of School 2008'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SD9bCwrBveI/AAAAAAAAA8c/lNktEZHWWYA/s72-c/DSC05132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8362145791839779592</id><published>2008-05-29T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T16:03:59.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat-slinger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just decided to post this because I thought it was a bit funny.  This clip is from the 1st game in Micah's double-header on Saturday.  The boy has just got to learn to hold onto the bat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6e4a068f5fd5cec0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e4a068f5fd5cec0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7016BF0BFDD0EFAE874FED0CC9AC502D7858D530.47089625EF979C9268E464FD3678528B351CE2C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e4a068f5fd5cec0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ffaKcz3wKPdQKSwWMKrLq7_JRA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e4a068f5fd5cec0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7016BF0BFDD0EFAE874FED0CC9AC502D7858D530.47089625EF979C9268E464FD3678528B351CE2C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e4a068f5fd5cec0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ffaKcz3wKPdQKSwWMKrLq7_JRA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8362145791839779592?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6e4a068f5fd5cec0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8362145791839779592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8362145791839779592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8362145791839779592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8362145791839779592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/bat-slinger.html' title='Bat-slinger'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1359757253774011939</id><published>2008-05-22T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:47:10.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2008</title><content type='html'>I wanted to take this opportunity to share a few photos from Mother's Day, Sunday, May 11, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkZwrBvDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/0EdNAU-BVYw/s1600-h/DSC04932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkZwrBvDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/0EdNAU-BVYw/s320/DSC04932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203104969477176370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: The boys have a heated checker game going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkaQrBvEI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/dmmHMTnfO7c/s1600-h/DSC04934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkaQrBvEI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/dmmHMTnfO7c/s320/DSC04934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203104978067110978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: My precious baby girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkawrBvFI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/EA7FuqREIbQ/s1600-h/DSC04951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkawrBvFI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/EA7FuqREIbQ/s320/DSC04951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203104986657045586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Daph and the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkbQrBvHI/AAAAAAAAA5o/0W5gmpmwNgU/s1600-h/DSC04955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkbQrBvHI/AAAAAAAAA5o/0W5gmpmwNgU/s320/DSC04955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203104995246980210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Daph and the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkbArBvGI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zkjl-bw3K4A/s1600-h/DSC04956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkbArBvGI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zkjl-bw3K4A/s320/DSC04956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203104990952012898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: A little kiss for Mom on Mother's day.  Ain't they sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-1359757253774011939?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1359757253774011939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1359757253774011939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1359757253774011939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1359757253774011939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-2008.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2008'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUkZwrBvDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/0EdNAU-BVYw/s72-c/DSC04932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3731332490338798177</id><published>2008-05-22T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:32:53.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls - Ballet Recital 2008.05.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until May 10, 2008, I had never attended a Ballet Recital.  Now, while I was at Samford, I attended many vocal/instrumental recitals, choral concerts, symphonies, and other varied and cultured events.  But, I have now attended my first Ballet Recital.  It wasn't just any Ballet Recital.  Two of the little ballerinas just happened to be my little ballerinas.  Anna Claire and Abbi have been studying with Erica Goggans and Stacy Bolotta for several months now.  Erica and Stacy are wonderful instructors who absolutely love the girls with their whole hearts.  Here are some shots from the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUg4grBvAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/8iQLFlDpfno/s1600-h/DSC04923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUg4grBvAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/8iQLFlDpfno/s320/DSC04923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203101099711642626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Abbi Kate, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfwgrBu9I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/iQdtnNDF37Y/s1600-h/DSC04911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfwgrBu9I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/iQdtnNDF37Y/s320/DSC04911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099862761061330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above:  Anna Claire, Age 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfvgrBu7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/9Z8TQ_VJb8I/s1600-h/DSC04925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfvgrBu7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/9Z8TQ_VJb8I/s320/DSC04925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099845581192114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: The girls with their PawPaw Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfxArBu-I/AAAAAAAAA4g/VdFci_UQZhk/s1600-h/DSC04926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfxArBu-I/AAAAAAAAA4g/VdFci_UQZhk/s320/DSC04926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099871350995938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above:  The girls with their PawPaw David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfxQrBu_I/AAAAAAAAA4o/7m0vzUFbNIU/s1600-h/DSC04927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUfxQrBu_I/AAAAAAAAA4o/7m0vzUFbNIU/s320/DSC04927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203099875645963250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: My little princesses on their special night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!!  I sure do love my girls. &lt;br /&gt;TL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3731332490338798177?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3731332490338798177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3731332490338798177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3731332490338798177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3731332490338798177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-girls-ballet-recital-20080510.html' title='My Girls - Ballet Recital 2008.05.10'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUg4grBvAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/8iQLFlDpfno/s72-c/DSC04923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4071057631002377468</id><published>2008-05-21T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:40:32.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring 2008 Baseball Season is Winding Down</title><content type='html'>Micah's final scheduled game for the Spring 2008 Baseball Season will be this Saturday, May 24, 10:45 AM at Dwight Field, Alabama City.  Rumor has it that there is one more rained-out game that still needs to be played.  That game has not yet been given a time or place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's schedule is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 5/22 - 7:00 PM Game at Carter Field on the Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 5/24 - 2:15 PM Game at Carter Field on the Mountain.  This will be after Micah's above mentioned game.  Micah's game should be finished at 12:15.  So, a little time for lunch and Jacob's game to follow.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 5/27 - 7:00 PM Game place TBA&lt;br /&gt;Friday 5/30 - 5:00 PM Game place TBA&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 5/31 - TBA Game-time and location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update this as more info becomes available.  Check back daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought I'd share a couple of pictures on this posting.  First is Micah.  They say that every picture holds a story.  No exception here.  See Micah holding his hands over his chest.  The boy had been in a run-down between 2nd and 3rd.  It was hilarious and exciting, at the same time.  He's absolutely winded in this shot and can't believe he made it back to the bag before the tag.    Below that photo is a shot of Jacob playing 3rd base in a game last week.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUi1ArBvBI/AAAAAAAAA44/9zSaTLoLLPU/s1600-h/DSC04748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUi1ArBvBI/AAAAAAAAA44/9zSaTLoLLPU/s320/DSC04748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203103238605356050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUi1wrBvCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/9hkfzjQ50_M/s1600-h/DSC04849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUi1wrBvCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/9hkfzjQ50_M/s320/DSC04849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203103251490257954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4071057631002377468?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4071057631002377468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4071057631002377468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4071057631002377468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4071057631002377468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/micahs-last-game-for-spring-2008-season.html' title='Spring 2008 Baseball Season is Winding Down'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SDUi1ArBvBI/AAAAAAAAA44/9zSaTLoLLPU/s72-c/DSC04748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1019283618266839669</id><published>2008-05-10T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:34:03.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Camp Graduation</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a long week with my baby-girl gone from home, but Space Camp graduation finally rolled around on Friday morning.  Over 150 kids from three elementary schools went through Space Camp during the week.  They had a great week and Anna Claire sure was glad to see her Mom &amp;amp; Dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SCXKlkrrTLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SbPMZKc4r_s/s1600-h/DSC04754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198784091719945394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SCXKlkrrTLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SbPMZKc4r_s/s320/DSC04754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SCXKl0rrTMI/AAAAAAAAA34/49yxa_275NI/s1600-h/DSC04757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198784096014912706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SCXKl0rrTMI/AAAAAAAAA34/49yxa_275NI/s320/DSC04757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SCXKmUrrTNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/0GlhG8gQen8/s1600-h/DSC04765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198784104604847314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SCXKmUrrTNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/0GlhG8gQen8/s320/DSC04765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sure am glad you are back home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-1019283618266839669?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1019283618266839669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1019283618266839669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1019283618266839669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1019283618266839669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/space-camp-graduation.html' title='Space Camp Graduation'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SCXKlkrrTLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SbPMZKc4r_s/s72-c/DSC04754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2782833151184218156</id><published>2008-04-28T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:15:35.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Claire - Space Camp</title><content type='html'>Well, today my baby-girl Anna Claire headed off with the rest of her 5th grade class to Space Camp in Huntsville, AL.  She will be gone for an entire week.  If you have heard the new song by Kenny Chesney, "Don't Blink", or Trey Atkins new song, "You're Gonna Miss This"....well, then you know how I am feeling right now.  It seems like it was just yesterday that I was looking at her on the warming table just minutes after she had been born and thinking to myself, "You know, one day I am gonna need me a shotgun to take care of whatever boy might try to come take you away from me."   I sure will be glad when Friday gets here and she comes back home.  Have a great time, Anna Claire.  Daddy loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBYhC1NajXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/AZR4JTD-AcA/s1600-h/Anna+Leaving+for+Space+Camp+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBYhC1NajXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/AZR4JTD-AcA/s320/Anna+Leaving+for+Space+Camp+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194375552745246066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBYhDlNajYI/AAAAAAAAA3o/DUO_Omo4iZ4/s1600-h/Anna+Leaving+for+Space+Camp+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBYhDlNajYI/AAAAAAAAA3o/DUO_Omo4iZ4/s320/Anna+Leaving+for+Space+Camp+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194375565630147970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2782833151184218156?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2782833151184218156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2782833151184218156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2782833151184218156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2782833151184218156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/04/anna-claire-space-camp.html' title='Anna Claire - Space Camp'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBYhC1NajXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/AZR4JTD-AcA/s72-c/Anna+Leaving+for+Space+Camp+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6118682858780798452</id><published>2008-04-27T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:28:35.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah's First HomeRun</title><content type='html'>Saturday was a very special day for Micah.  He played three years of T-ball and this is his second year of Rookie League...but, Saturday...well, Saturday was just special.  He has been hitting the ball great this year and having some great games at the plate.  But, on Saturday he went 3-for-3 with 3 RBI's and got his first HomeRun!!!   Way to go, Micah!!!  Here is a little video of the end of their team meeting after the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU09VNajSI/AAAAAAAAA24/DkIfy_xCfY4/s1600-h/Jacob+and+Micah+Thunder+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ad4cdaee426f370" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34EA190C5A8375172A84CFEE55930AC905306994.33650100C084658DA2B5DDF20A2ECC46019EC90F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVrsVBYNT16PMOpGRA1gm1DtOoeg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34EA190C5A8375172A84CFEE55930AC905306994.33650100C084658DA2B5DDF20A2ECC46019EC90F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVrsVBYNT16PMOpGRA1gm1DtOoeg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU091NajTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ieFUzz1dmV8/s1600-h/Micah+Before+Batting.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ad4cdaee426f370" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71582A0A98002498B27E1BADB45A3641E58B2585.1FB60325EF57D03D1B8BEA94F3CAC2ECDEF0008C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVrsVBYNT16PMOpGRA1gm1DtOoeg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71582A0A98002498B27E1BADB45A3641E58B2585.1FB60325EF57D03D1B8BEA94F3CAC2ECDEF0008C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ad4cdaee426f370%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVrsVBYNT16PMOpGRA1gm1DtOoeg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below.  You can't see too well, but Micah played a couple of innings at 1st Base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU09FNajRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ZpYpAJ1V_I4/s1600-h/Micah+at+1st+-+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU09FNajRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ZpYpAJ1V_I4/s400/Micah+at+1st+-+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194115969216843026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Below.  Here is Micah getting ready to bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU091NajTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ieFUzz1dmV8/s1600-h/Micah+Before+Batting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU091NajTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ieFUzz1dmV8/s400/Micah+Before+Batting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194115982101744946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Below.  I wanted to share the boy's 2008 Baseball Picture.  Looking Good, Guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU09VNajSI/AAAAAAAAA24/DkIfy_xCfY4/s1600-h/Jacob+and+Micah+Thunder+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU09VNajSI/AAAAAAAAA24/DkIfy_xCfY4/s400/Jacob+and+Micah+Thunder+Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194115973511810338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6118682858780798452?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3ad4cdaee426f370&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6118682858780798452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6118682858780798452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6118682858780798452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6118682858780798452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/04/micahs-first-homerun.html' title='Micah&apos;s First HomeRun'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBU09FNajRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ZpYpAJ1V_I4/s72-c/Micah+at+1st+-+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1836765212438109711</id><published>2008-04-24T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:23:14.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2008</title><content type='html'>Spring Break 2008 was a great week of relaxation and family fun.  We were able to get away for the week and stayed at the Hairston Hilton at High Point......that's family code for visiting Daphne's parents for a few days in DeKalb County.  During the week, we took some time and enjoyed the DeSoto Falls and Little River Canyon areas.  Also, PawPaw David arranged a great fishing trip for his grandkids.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pic 1. The Falls at Little River Canyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImqFNajJI/AAAAAAAAA1w/iejBqktZTkY/s1600-h/150_150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImqFNajJI/AAAAAAAAA1w/iejBqktZTkY/s320/150_150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193255824706407570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pic 2. The Dam at DeSoto Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCn_VNai7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/bNTeT2my9hc/s1600-h/Desoto+Falls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835076825189298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCn_VNai7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/bNTeT2my9hc/s320/Desoto+Falls.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 3. DeSoto Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835111184927682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoBVNai8I/AAAAAAAAA0I/fqbYmavxZfE/s320/087_87.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic 4.  Taking a break from the hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoEFNai9I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/rGyf4TDyuis/s1600-h/088_88.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835158429567954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoEFNai9I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/rGyf4TDyuis/s320/088_88.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 5. The boys on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImo1NajHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/YSVrAgdATl4/s1600-h/169_169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835897163942914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCovFNajAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/9rPlz_Iwkds/s320/101_101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 6. The girls on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImn1NajFI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ctSSyd7HpT8/s1600-h/182_182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835914343812114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCowFNajBI/AAAAAAAAA0w/x5nNVsbFamg/s320/102_102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 7. Micah &amp;amp; Abbi soak their feet in the cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImoVNajGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3sOPZk4KbZs/s1600-h/175_175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835961588452402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoy1NajDI/AAAAAAAAA1A/i5L8dyd3_3U/s320/116_116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 8 &amp;amp; 9.  Abbi was not happy when she got wet during a "Water Kicking" fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoFFNai-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/r4ODVWLRv14/s1600-h/090_90.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835175609437154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoFFNai-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/r4ODVWLRv14/s320/090_90.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoF1Nai_I/AAAAAAAAA0g/WRktk6-8dm4/s1600-h/094_94.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835188494339058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBCoF1Nai_I/AAAAAAAAA0g/WRktk6-8dm4/s320/094_94.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic 10. Left to Right: Grant, Hannah, Jacob, Micah, John Mark, Anna Claire, &amp;amp; Abigail.  This is the first year that Spring Break has worked out for these cousins to spend some together.  Here they are getting ready to reel in some "fishes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImo1NajHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/YSVrAgdATl4/s1600-h/169_169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImo1NajHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/YSVrAgdATl4/s320/169_169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193255803231571058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 11. Here is Uncle Keith with Grant, John Mark, and Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImn1NajFI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ctSSyd7HpT8/s1600-h/182_182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImn1NajFI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ctSSyd7HpT8/s320/182_182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193255786051701842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture 12. PawPaw David gets the lines ready to fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImpVNajII/AAAAAAAAA1o/1byQqtIU_3w/s1600-h/171_171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImpVNajII/AAAAAAAAA1o/1byQqtIU_3w/s320/171_171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193255811821505666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Pic 13.  Micah caught his first three fish during this outing.  He has been "dreaming" about this. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImoVNajGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3sOPZk4KbZs/s1600-h/175_175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImoVNajGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3sOPZk4KbZs/s320/175_175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193255794641636450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some individual pics of the kids down in Little River Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic 14. Jacob, age 12&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6rlNajMI/AAAAAAAAA2I/unPxWTeh7kA/s1600-h/135_135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6rlNajMI/AAAAAAAAA2I/unPxWTeh7kA/s320/135_135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193277840708766914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 15. Anna Claire, age 11&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6qlNajKI/AAAAAAAAA14/hAQlDlmumn0/s1600-h/126_126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6qlNajKI/AAAAAAAAA14/hAQlDlmumn0/s320/126_126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193277823528897698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 16. Micah, age 8&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6sVNajNI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/nHy-cn622kA/s1600-h/139_139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6sVNajNI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/nHy-cn622kA/s320/139_139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193277853593668818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 17. Abbi Kate, age 7&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6rVNajLI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8OyRP5Gd3bM/s1600-h/131_131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI6rVNajLI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8OyRP5Gd3bM/s320/131_131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193277836413799602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic 18 &amp;amp; 19. I wanted to close this posting with the "Good Samaritan" photo of the week and another photo to help tell the story.   While we were down in Little River Canyon, Micah slipped and fell into the river.  He got scared and thought that the current was going to sweep him away and carry him over the falls, (even though he was nowhere near danger).  Of course, I had warned them all day long to stay away from the edges and more dangerous spots.  Well, the more he tried to get up, the more he went back down...and the more Jacob tried to help him up, the more Jacob seemed to push him back into the water.  It was kind of funny to watch, except for horror on Micah's face.  Photo 18 is Micah, all wet, but realizing that he is safe and not going over the falls.  Photo 19 is Jacob being a good big brother and helping him get his shoes back on after having a little time to dry out.  I guess we all need a little help every now and then.  --  Looking forward to Spring Break 2009.  TL&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI8LVNajPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/-PderHTcZHo/s1600-h/124_124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI8LVNajPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/-PderHTcZHo/s320/124_124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193279485681241330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI8MFNajQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Ff7CYPx589M/s1600-h/146_146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBI8MFNajQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Ff7CYPx589M/s320/146_146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193279498566143234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32642341-1836765212438109711?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1836765212438109711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1836765212438109711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1836765212438109711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1836765212438109711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-break-2008.html' title='Spring Break 2008'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SBImqFNajJI/AAAAAAAAA1w/iejBqktZTkY/s72-c/150_150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1345824712586977810</id><published>2008-04-10T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:23:48.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy Likes Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_69lq7fvNI/AAAAAAAAAx0/-1yftEfKxOs/s1600-h/Micah+and+Ice+Cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_69lq7fvNI/AAAAAAAAAx0/-1yftEfKxOs/s320/Micah+and+Ice+Cream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187792275654032594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-1345824712586977810?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1345824712586977810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1345824712586977810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1345824712586977810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1345824712586977810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/04/boy-likes-ice-cream.html' title='The Boy Likes Ice Cream'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_69lq7fvNI/AAAAAAAAAx0/-1yftEfKxOs/s72-c/Micah+and+Ice+Cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5791579781270443252</id><published>2008-04-07T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T20:29:47.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As A Chapter Closes, You Turn the Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;For the last 5+ years, I have been privileged to play with some of the finest church musicians with which I could have played. Every week, these guys have given 110% toward offering up excellent music. It has been an honor to direct and play piano with them. This orchestra has been a piano player's dream. They have played their parts with excellence and passion and allowed me to grow as a musician and worshiper during our time together. So, today...I honor and pay tribute to all of you and thank you for accepting and taking me in as part of your family. You have loved me and Daphne and our children and I can assure you that we love you, too. Since our first visit at Crosspoint, we have been blessed with so many wonderful memories that we will take with us. Just a few of those are several excellent musical productions, two great CD projects, frienships that will not end, and being able to baptize all four of my children after leading them to faith in Christ. I wouldn't have missed this for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pDZjqKMCI/AAAAAAAAAww/mdFwzadbPqk/s1600-h/DSC04549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186532027218407458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 422px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="318" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pDZjqKMCI/AAAAAAAAAww/mdFwzadbPqk/s400/DSC04549.JPG" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;L. to R. - Joella Hood (Flute), Future Alabama Governor Christopher Word (Keyboard), Tommy King (Bass Guitar), Seth Richardson (Rhythm Guitar), Nathan Haskew (Trumpet), Kevin "Killer" Cofield (Drums), Cason Brown (Trumpet), Craig Lipscomb (Trumpet &amp;amp; Orchestra President), Hal Murphy (French Horn), Bill Rodgers (Trombone), Shannon Gage (Clarinet &amp;amp; "Fiddle"), Brian Works (Lead Guitar), Kimberly Arnold (Auxillary Percussion), &amp;amp; Pam Richardson (Keyboard). Two very important people were not available for this photo: #1) Mary Costa, the World's Greatest Worship Arts Ministry Secretary, was busy robing up with the choir; and #2) Tim Harris, a/k/a Timmy-Tuba, was serving our country this weekend in the National Guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pGKzqKMLI/AAAAAAAAAxs/9gUQUfBIGe0/s1600-h/DSC04551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186535072350220466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pGKzqKMLI/AAAAAAAAAxs/9gUQUfBIGe0/s320/DSC04551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pEFzqKMFI/AAAAAAAAAxE/MP28BBe3_bI/s1600-h/DSC04556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186532787427618898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pEFzqKMFI/AAAAAAAAAxE/MP28BBe3_bI/s400/DSC04556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above - Jacob with Friends Cameron and Nick with Youth Pastor Acton Bowen&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pERzqKMGI/AAAAAAAAAxM/sqnHMDIvmj8/s1600-h/DSC04555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186532993586049122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pERzqKMGI/AAAAAAAAAxM/sqnHMDIvmj8/s320/DSC04555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above - Anna Claire with friends Katie and Savannah&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pFpDqKMJI/AAAAAAAAAxc/qjaM9ZR4H0E/s1600-h/DSC04554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186534492529635474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pFpDqKMJI/AAAAAAAAAxc/qjaM9ZR4H0E/s320/DSC04554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above - Micah with Friend Cy and Landon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pFzDqKMKI/AAAAAAAAAxk/h5RJP2dfLxc/s1600-h/DSC04553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186534664328327330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pFzDqKMKI/AAAAAAAAAxk/h5RJP2dfLxc/s320/DSC04553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above - Abbi Kate with Friend Meighan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am sure that you might be asking the question, "What now?" Well, we've been asking that one, too. And the truth is that we are not 100% certain of the correct answer. Right now, we are just waiting and listening for direction. I will continue to work in the insurance industry and holler loudly at baseball &amp;amp; soccer games. Daphne will continue to be a full-time mommy. I am &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; giving up playing the piano and making music. In fact, I am expecting new doors to open that will allow me to continue doing what I love to do in brand new ways. -- Looking forward to the journey. TL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5791579781270443252?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5791579781270443252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5791579781270443252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5791579781270443252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5791579781270443252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-chapter-closes-you-turn-page.html' title='As A Chapter Closes, You Turn the Page'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R_pDZjqKMCI/AAAAAAAAAww/mdFwzadbPqk/s72-c/DSC04549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8375729024175677712</id><published>2008-03-24T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:15:37.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection Sunday Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-huUDqKL9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/8smbWyJBEf0/s1600-h/Kids+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-huUDqKL9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/8smbWyJBEf0/s320/Kids+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181512662148329426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8375729024175677712?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8375729024175677712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8375729024175677712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8375729024175677712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8375729024175677712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/resurrection-sunday-picture.html' title='Resurrection Sunday Picture'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-huUDqKL9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/8smbWyJBEf0/s72-c/Kids+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-7898171721908091745</id><published>2008-03-20T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:11:55.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah - Thunder 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its always an exciting day when we get baseball uniforms for the new season.  Well, today was that day for Micah.  This season looks good for him.  His team had an abbreviated practice game on Tuesday and he went 2 for 2.  The first at-bat was a little infield dribbler on which he got to first base safely.  But...the 2nd at-bat...he got up there and popped a monster shot to Center Field.  Wow, the swing was perfect and the ball just sailed out there.  He made it to first base safely but the Center Fielder got the ball in too quickly for him to advance to 2nd.  All in all, not a bad day for MJ.  I have a feeling that this year, we'll be seeing a lot of those nice swings from the boy.&lt;br /&gt;Note added 3/25 - Micah's Thunder team had their pre-season tournament this weekend and played three games.  Unfortunately they went 1 - 2.  But, the good news is that Micah went 2 for 3 in all three games and we got to see some of those sweet swings put that ball out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-LLWTqKL5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/fTKpF21Yq0k/s1600-h/Micah+Baseball+2008+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-LLWTqKL5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/fTKpF21Yq0k/s320/Micah+Baseball+2008+Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179926105524154258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-LLWjqKL6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/2vniQvmoy_k/s1600-h/Micah+Baseball+2008+Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-LLWjqKL6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/2vniQvmoy_k/s320/Micah+Baseball+2008+Back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179926109819121570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-hspzqKL8I/AAAAAAAAAv8/DkFEICSUa0M/s1600-h/Micah+at+Bat+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-hspzqKL8I/AAAAAAAAAv8/DkFEICSUa0M/s320/Micah+at+Bat+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181510836787228610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-hspTqKL7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/d_1DEktXgoQ/s1600-h/Micah+at+Bat+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-hspTqKL7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/d_1DEktXgoQ/s320/Micah+at+Bat+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181510828197294002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-7898171721908091745?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7898171721908091745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=7898171721908091745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7898171721908091745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7898171721908091745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/micah-thunder-2008.html' title='Micah - Thunder 2008'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R-LLWTqKL5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/fTKpF21Yq0k/s72-c/Micah+Baseball+2008+Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6995238196724800039</id><published>2008-03-06T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:31:02.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 45th Anniversary Mom &amp; Dad</title><content type='html'>It was our pleasure to recently share an evening of celebration with my parents at their house.  Dad grilled some of the best Ribeye Steaks that I have ever had on my plate.  My goodness!!!!!  For 45 years, as of February 23, my parents have given me a wonderful example of what it is like to live together as God designed and intended.  They have loved each other through all of life's  joys and challenges with an unwavering commitment to God and to each other.  Thanks, Mom &amp;amp; Dad, for your example of faithfulness, integrity, and a never-ending ability to give from a heart of love.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R9Cxc8PEg6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjXRVKXnK-E/s1600-h/DSC04520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R9Cxc8PEg6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjXRVKXnK-E/s320/DSC04520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174831082612491170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6995238196724800039?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6995238196724800039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6995238196724800039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6995238196724800039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6995238196724800039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-45th-anniversary-mom-dad.html' title='Happy 45th Anniversary Mom &amp; Dad'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R9Cxc8PEg6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjXRVKXnK-E/s72-c/DSC04520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-9016754606515051310</id><published>2008-03-06T18:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:03:14.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Lightning 2003.03.03</title><content type='html'>I love to watch Abbi Kate on the Soccer field.  She is such a HOOT!!!  This year, she has moved up an age division and the competition is much more fierce.  You are actually expected to know how to play a "position" as opposed to everyone just running up and down the field in a very controlled display of athletic anarchy.  Its a lot of fun watching her grow and adapt to this new level of expectation.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night (3/3/08), her Blue Thunder all-girl team played a team of mostly boys.  We were extremely proud when our girls took the field and won 3 - 2.  One of the little boys on the other team tols his mom that "tomorrow will not be a good day to go to school after getting beat by a bunch of girls."  As one guy sympathizes with another, I would have let him stay home.  Here is a short 12 second video clip from the game.  Nothing spectacular in the way of action.  Just Abbi Kate (#7) for 12 seconds...and some cheering from the family gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be2bee028e127d39" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe2bee028e127d39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44C13E7ADE03C80BB3A685DB073D76BE00819BAD.6D5F59666E69B9B252EF1F1AE410D3031450A268%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe2bee028e127d39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFhPc2ZPJD-6LrTwxKkbhAfjG0G0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe2bee028e127d39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44C13E7ADE03C80BB3A685DB073D76BE00819BAD.6D5F59666E69B9B252EF1F1AE410D3031450A268%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe2bee028e127d39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFhPc2ZPJD-6LrTwxKkbhAfjG0G0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-9016754606515051310?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7d7e9d61bffdb266&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=be2bee028e127d39&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9016754606515051310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=9016754606515051310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9016754606515051310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9016754606515051310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Blue Lightning 2003.03.03'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-24539466501010974</id><published>2008-02-24T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:47:47.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father Daughter Banquet 2008</title><content type='html'>On February 10th, I had the pleasure to take my two daughters on their favorite "date" of the year.  Each year, the Children's Ministry at church puts on a Father - Daughter Banquet.  The girls just absolutely love it.  They have the opportunity to get all dressed up and have a date with Daddy.  Its always a fun night.  We have a nice meal and play lots of "great" games.  Last year, I got to play the "Chubby Bunny" game.  (Do not try this at home.)  You start with 5 large marshmallows and stuff them in your mouth...without eating them...and increase your marshmallow count by one during each round.  Whomever is the last man to be able to plainly say "Chubby Bunny"...he is the winner.  I came in 2nd last year.  This year, my game was...well, it really wasn't so much a game as it was an activity of frivolity.  The girls would hand small balloons to me...I would blow them up...as many as I could...and they had 5 minutes to decorate me in any way that they saw fit......yes, with the balloons and clear sticky tape.  I had at least a couple of balloons all over my person...and in the strangest places.  And NO...there will not be a picture of that event on this blog...EVER!!!  But, here is a nice little shot of me and my two little ladies from the evening.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R8JIQDisgYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/L2no_kQy2A4/s1600-h/2008.02.10+FD+Banquet+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R8JIQDisgYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/L2no_kQy2A4/s320/2008.02.10+FD+Banquet+Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170774762840686978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-24539466501010974?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/24539466501010974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=24539466501010974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/24539466501010974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/24539466501010974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/02/father-daughter-banquet-2008.html' title='Father Daughter Banquet 2008'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R8JIQDisgYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/L2no_kQy2A4/s72-c/2008.02.10+FD+Banquet+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8167472179849478944</id><published>2008-02-22T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:23:39.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Anna Claire (and some other catching up.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been informed by a dear friend from high school that I have dropped the ball on my blogging efforts, so today, I am getting back on the wagon. And we've had a few things going on in our family, so here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Happy Birthday Anna Claire. Anna Claire celebrated her 11th birthday on January 9 with family and best-friend Erin. Daphne fixed one of Anna Claire's favorite meals......TACOS!!!!! Yep, I like 'em too. Happy Birthday Baby Girl. Daddy loves you so much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f1ebc898058b3d04" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1ebc898058b3d04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23190935B2019683527CB77CBA0591F884A75818.7465EB51F2488130595D620F5E9A7CAA916083AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1ebc898058b3d04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrlBxj49y-1K6_oNmVB__n0TJiuw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1ebc898058b3d04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23190935B2019683527CB77CBA0591F884A75818.7465EB51F2488130595D620F5E9A7CAA916083AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1ebc898058b3d04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrlBxj49y-1K6_oNmVB__n0TJiuw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Video above of Happy Birthday song and Blowing Out the Candles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures 1 &amp;amp; 2 below of Anna Claire and Best Friend Erin on Anna Claire's birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169885240753946850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fPDisgOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-Hjoa3T9yDk/s320/DSC04399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169885270818717986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fQzisgSI/AAAAAAAAAuU/E077XEGw2eI/s320/DSC04424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture 3. Jacob is getting geared up for baseball season to start. Actually, they have been practicing for almost a month on the weekends. We are excited about this season with a new league, great coach, and good friends from school all on the same team. Be on the lookout for regular updates from The Thunder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169885253638848754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fPzisgPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/wW0rRvHC18k/s320/DSC04401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture 4. Micah and his buddy Seth Perry are also getting ready for their baseball season to start. They had their first team meeting last night and the boys are ready to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78gOjisgTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/K5fmqPFKN5s/s1600-h/DSC04419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169886331675640114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78gOjisgTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/K5fmqPFKN5s/s320/DSC04419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Picture 5. Last week was the annual Parade of Presidents at Eura Brown Elementary. Each year the 5th Grade students do a project on the US Presidents. Each student takes a President or First Lady and they "become" that character for an entire day. This year, Anna Claire's character was Harriet Lane, First Lady for James Buchanan. Buchanan was unmarried, so Harriet, his niece, served as his ceremonial First Lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78gPDisgUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_XnVtH0Ietw/s1600-h/DSC04431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169886340265574722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78gPDisgUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_XnVtH0Ietw/s320/DSC04431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Picture 6. Abbi Kate is getting geared up for soccer. She started up with a weekend camp last weekend and is into regular almost-daily practices now. In this picture, she is anxiously waiting for her piece of Anna Claire's birthday cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fQDisgQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/SuDrqxxdH-8/s1600-h/DSC04402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169885257933816066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fQDisgQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/SuDrqxxdH-8/s320/DSC04402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Picture 7. Abbi Kate is working those hair curlers before bed a few nights ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fQTisgRI/AAAAAAAAAuM/b7J6hCIZbXU/s1600-h/DSC04408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169885262228783378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fQTisgRI/AAAAAAAAAuM/b7J6hCIZbXU/s320/DSC04408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture 8. I'm going to close this blog entry with a bitter-sweet event from last week. Mark Harris, one of the dearest friends I have ever had, resigned after 11 years of service as Pastor of Worship Arts at CrossPoint Community Church. Mark came to Whites Chapel Baptist (which eventually became CrossPoint) back in 1997, around the same time that I went to North Glencoe Baptist. We quickly became close and our kindred spirits have enjoyed a wonderful friendship ever since. It has been an absolute joy for me to be able to work with my friend since 2001. For most of this time I have served as his Music Associate/Orchestra Leader/Accompanist/Fill-in/Whatever-was-needed-guy. We have had a blast together. This past week has brought many emotions as this chapter in life has come to a close. You know, you get to know someone pretty well when you share the stage and make great music with them for over 5 years. Each week, I've known that Mark was going to give 110% to make sure that what we offered was at a very high level of excellence. I have been challenged each week to grow as a musician and as a worshipper. I am confident that I have reached a level of growth in both areas because of these years that God allow me to work with Mark. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169902618191626610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78vCjisgXI/AAAAAAAAAu8/haXXFfjCJrs/s320/Mark.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I said when I started this writing that this is a bitter-sweet event. Its bitter because I, as many of you, I don't like change. Even when I know that it has to happen and that it will serve the greater good, I still don't like it. I don't like the fact that, after this past Sunday, I will not get to offer up music with my friend in that particular setting with that wonderful choir and orchestra again. Yes, it will be great to still be with the choir and orchestra...I don't mean to take anything away from them...they are absolutely wonderful...but I will miss my friend severely. But, the sweet part of the "bitter-sweet" is that Mark is moving in an area of life about which God began to speak to him several years ago. Mark felt back in 2003 that God would be moving him into a pastoral ministry within the next few years. That time has now come and Mark has stepped through the door that has been opened for him. So, while I don't enjoy certain elements of this time, I must rejoice and be happy for my friend as he is experiencing a wonderful season in his life...a season of adventure and anticipation of all that can be brought through a new challenge and opportunity. So, to my friend, thank you for allowing me to serve with you for these years and for providing leadership that has challenged us all to lift up a more excellent offering. We are better people and more passionate worshippers because of the time that we have spent seeking Him together. Carry on brother, carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8167472179849478944?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f1ebc898058b3d04&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8167472179849478944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8167472179849478944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8167472179849478944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8167472179849478944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-anna-claire-and-some.html' title='Happy Birthday Anna Claire (and some other catching up.)'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R78fPDisgOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-Hjoa3T9yDk/s72-c/DSC04399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4767311407315055968</id><published>2008-01-23T08:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:47:49.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and Listen to Rick Burgess....right now!!!</title><content type='html'>Everybody in the South has likely heard of Rick &amp;amp; Bubba. Many are regular listeners of Rick &amp;amp; Bubba, one of the finest morning talk show duo's in the land. As has been widely reported through the media, Rick's 2yr old son, Bronner, drown over the weekend in a tragic accident. Rick spoke at his son's funeral (something I am not sure I could do). If you have not heard Rick's words during this funeral, it will absolutely revolutionize your outlook on every element of life. Here is the link. Go and listen to it...now...don't wait. Share it with everyone you know. &lt;a href="http://216.69.161.56/audio/BronnerMemorial-RicksMsg.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;http://216.69.161.56/audio/BronnerMemorial-RicksMsg.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4767311407315055968?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://216.69.161.56/audio/BronnerMemorial-RicksMsg.mp3' title='Stop and Listen to Rick Burgess....right now!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4767311407315055968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4767311407315055968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4767311407315055968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4767311407315055968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/01/stop-and-listen-to-rick-burgessright.html' title='Stop and Listen to Rick Burgess....right now!!!'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2853374281193484258</id><published>2008-01-21T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T07:27:10.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our National Anthem Prohibited on American Soil</title><content type='html'>Folks, this is absolutely amazing.  I never thought I would see something like this, but I guess its just a testimony to the day and age in which we live.  Watch as these school children attempt to sing The Star Spangled Banner only to be stopped by guards...guards who happen to be paid by our tax dollars.  This is absolutely disgraceful.  Click on the title of this blog entry and prepare to be sickened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2853374281193484258?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPbsdYNgCxo' title='Our National Anthem Prohibited on American Soil'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2853374281193484258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2853374281193484258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2853374281193484258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2853374281193484258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-national-anthem-prohibited-on.html' title='Our National Anthem Prohibited on American Soil'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-955917961578263555</id><published>2008-01-17T09:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:49:16.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Abbi Kate!!!  #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is a very special day in our family.  Seven years ago today, God blessed us with Abigail Kate.  Abbi is so much fun to have in our family.  She is always saying the cutest things and shows so much confidence in everything she does.  She never meets a stranger and loves everyone.  We love you, Abbi.  Happy 7th Birthday!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12f552555ed89762" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12f552555ed89762%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FF84B4EFF13609347CCC31EA06EDE34DA105DE7.7429BB836B49573683AAB71E1720970536768940%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12f552555ed89762%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3-Ob2x_ge-YuLUfo9y_zFI_4lMY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12f552555ed89762%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FF84B4EFF13609347CCC31EA06EDE34DA105DE7.7429BB836B49573683AAB71E1720970536768940%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12f552555ed89762%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3-Ob2x_ge-YuLUfo9y_zFI_4lMY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there is no cake in this video because it was taken before breakfast as everyone was getting ready for school.  And if you don't recognize what was in the giftbag, those are Webkins.  You might not know Webkins if you are not a kid, don't have kids, or don't have grandchildren.  Webkins are today what Beanie Babies were 10 years ago...except you can register them online and play games and such.  Now, that's what I call progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-955917961578263555?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12f552555ed89762&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/955917961578263555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=955917961578263555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/955917961578263555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/955917961578263555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-abbi-kate-7.html' title='Happy Birthday Abbi Kate!!!  #7'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4983557814808579325</id><published>2008-01-17T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:13:26.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Morning - Enjoying God's Creation</title><content type='html'>While I was in Mobile on business, Daphne took the kids to the State Park in Guntersville for an early morning appointment with nature.  Can you believe that they got up at 4:00 AM on a Saturday Morning???  They were supposed to have been able to see the Bald Eagles nesting, but none showed themselves.  Here are some pictures from their day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YbPwwP-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Os0SxiuE3Vg/s1600-h/DSC04307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YbPwwP-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Os0SxiuE3Vg/s400/DSC04307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156437323473240034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Striking a Pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YcPwwP_I/AAAAAAAAAtM/sL93LSwpAO0/s1600-h/DSC04319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YcPwwP_I/AAAAAAAAAtM/sL93LSwpAO0/s400/DSC04319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156437340653109234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob staying warm in his Gadsden City High boggin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YcfwwQAI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Lm8IZLVdzao/s1600-h/DSC04329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YcfwwQAI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Lm8IZLVdzao/s400/DSC04329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156437344948076546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna Claire in the trees.  Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49Yc_wwQBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/X15OlFchato/s1600-h/DSC04323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49Yc_wwQBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/X15OlFchato/s400/DSC04323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156437353538011154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This expression from Micah was priceless...I just had to post the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YdPwwQCI/AAAAAAAAAtk/t2YxzMEzJIA/s1600-h/DSC04325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YdPwwQCI/AAAAAAAAAtk/t2YxzMEzJIA/s400/DSC04325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156437357832978466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abbi is having fun out in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R4-Ld_wwQDI/AAAAAAAAAts/RFxwdPpX-Jc/s1600-h/DSC04349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R4-Ld_wwQDI/AAAAAAAAAts/RFxwdPpX-Jc/s400/DSC04349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156493445810896946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overlooking the Tennessee River from Guntersville State Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4983557814808579325?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4983557814808579325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4983557814808579325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4983557814808579325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4983557814808579325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2008/01/early-morning-enjoying-gods-creation.html' title='An Early Morning - Enjoying God&apos;s Creation'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R49YbPwwP-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Os0SxiuE3Vg/s72-c/DSC04307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4884841593582274607</id><published>2007-12-27T15:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T17:08:46.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos - Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from Christmas 2007.  Its great to be able to share these with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3RAz_wwP7I/AAAAAAAAAss/_b1QfGFsNBo/s1600-h/DSC04212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3RAz_wwP7I/AAAAAAAAAss/_b1QfGFsNBo/s320/DSC04212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148811536024747954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic. 1 - Abbi Kate.  Doesn't that expression say it all???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3RA0fwwP8I/AAAAAAAAAs0/6ImGt7QsjHM/s1600-h/DSC04221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3RA0fwwP8I/AAAAAAAAAs0/6ImGt7QsjHM/s320/DSC04221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148811544614682562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 2. - Mimi Deb loves her Fiestaware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3RA0_wwP9I/AAAAAAAAAs8/zfW8FfKSZAs/s1600-h/DSC04224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3RA0_wwP9I/AAAAAAAAAs8/zfW8FfKSZAs/s320/DSC04224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148811553204617170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 3. - Daphne's Brother, Boo and Little Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_yvwwP2I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ImCg99Znbdk/s1600-h/DSC04239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_yvwwP2I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ImCg99Znbdk/s320/DSC04239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148810415038283618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 4 - Keith (my brother-in-law), Carrie (my sister-in-law), and their kids: Hannah, Grant, &amp;amp; JohnMark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_y_wwP3I/AAAAAAAAAsM/Ew4vKoTLk70/s1600-h/DSC04235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_y_wwP3I/AAAAAAAAAsM/Ew4vKoTLk70/s320/DSC04235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148810419333250930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 5 - Keith &amp;amp; Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_zfwwP4I/AAAAAAAAAsU/8CUWzf_bPJw/s1600-h/DSC04231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_zfwwP4I/AAAAAAAAAsU/8CUWzf_bPJw/s320/DSC04231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148810427923185538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 6. - Carrie &amp;amp; John Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_zvwwP5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/r6nVjV3geac/s1600-h/DSC04229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_zvwwP5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/r6nVjV3geac/s320/DSC04229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148810432218152850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 7. - Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_z_wwP6I/AAAAAAAAAsk/50ypLkIP8s0/s1600-h/DSC04216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q_z_wwP6I/AAAAAAAAAsk/50ypLkIP8s0/s320/DSC04216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148810436513120162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 8. - Keith ripping into a gift bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8f_wwPyI/AAAAAAAAArk/RuZIS5owDFI/s1600-h/DSC04247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8f_wwPyI/AAAAAAAAArk/RuZIS5owDFI/s320/DSC04247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148806794380853026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 8. - Jacob in his new Tom Brady jersey with a game-face on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8gfwwPzI/AAAAAAAAArs/uNUlQCwMjS0/s1600-h/DSC04246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8gfwwPzI/AAAAAAAAArs/uNUlQCwMjS0/s320/DSC04246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148806802970787634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 9. - Anna Claire at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8gvwwP0I/AAAAAAAAAr0/P-duUSYjZNM/s1600-h/DSC04228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8gvwwP0I/AAAAAAAAAr0/P-duUSYjZNM/s320/DSC04228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148806807265754946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 10. - Micah John is wore-out from opening all those packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8hvwwP1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/_13fWUTDrOQ/s1600-h/DSC04226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q8hvwwP1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/_13fWUTDrOQ/s320/DSC04226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148806824445624146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 11. - Abbi Kate is happy that Christmas is here after such a long wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6hPwwPtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_gwru1GZtrY/s1600-h/DSC04206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6hPwwPtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_gwru1GZtrY/s320/DSC04206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148804616832433874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 11. - I love this shot of my kids. (Anna Claire, Jacob, Abbi Kate, Micah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6hvwwPuI/AAAAAAAAArE/VOzX_0yWgrU/s1600-h/DSC04249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6hvwwPuI/AAAAAAAAArE/VOzX_0yWgrU/s320/DSC04249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148804625422368482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 12. - Micah &amp;amp; Abbi with Mimi Shirley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6h_wwPvI/AAAAAAAAArM/COSo8kaOwts/s1600-h/DSC04257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6h_wwPvI/AAAAAAAAArM/COSo8kaOwts/s320/DSC04257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148804629717335794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 13. - The kids with Mimi Shirley &amp;amp; PawPaw Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6iPwwPwI/AAAAAAAAArU/3-skkIBdrgQ/s1600-h/DSC04254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6iPwwPwI/AAAAAAAAArU/3-skkIBdrgQ/s320/DSC04254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148804634012303106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 14. - A family shot at Mom &amp;amp; Dad's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6ivwwPxI/AAAAAAAAArc/vh12_tU3YPQ/s1600-h/DSC04209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3Q6ivwwPxI/AAAAAAAAArc/vh12_tU3YPQ/s320/DSC04209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148804642602237714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 15. - A family picture after church on Sunday, Dec 23, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;We hope that you enjoyed a very Merry Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;Tim, Daphne, Jacob, Anna Claire, Micah, &amp;amp; Abbi Kate Lett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4884841593582274607?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4884841593582274607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4884841593582274607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4884841593582274607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4884841593582274607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/photos-christmas-2007.html' title='Photos - Christmas 2007'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R3RAz_wwP7I/AAAAAAAAAss/_b1QfGFsNBo/s72-c/DSC04212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-4467150788844587181</id><published>2007-12-22T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T16:12:54.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob &amp; Brandon Monk</title><content type='html'>Jacob would rather play baseball than breathe or eat.  So, when he found out that there was a Baseball Clinic during his Christmas Vacation, well...there was no question about participating.  Below is a picture of Jacob and Brandon Monk of the Rome Braves at the close of the clinic.  J sent several balls into the outfield during a practice game at the close of the clinic.  Too bad some good outfielders robbed him a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R22m2_wwPsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ukQIaq1rqxM/s1600-h/Jacob+%26+Brandon+Monk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R22m2_wwPsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ukQIaq1rqxM/s400/Jacob+%26+Brandon+Monk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146953412913413826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-4467150788844587181?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4467150788844587181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=4467150788844587181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4467150788844587181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/4467150788844587181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/jacob-brian-monk.html' title='Jacob &amp; Brandon Monk'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R22m2_wwPsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ukQIaq1rqxM/s72-c/Jacob+%26+Brandon+Monk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-526681825895472374</id><published>2007-12-21T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T16:15:30.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving - Better Late than Never - 100th Post</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought that it might be prudent to get these Thanksgiving photos posted before Christmas sneaks up on me.  Boy, how would that look....posting Christmas photos before Thanksgiving photos.  Just not quite right.  We always make a trip to Mimi Blondell's (Daphne's Maternal Grandmother) house on Thanksgiving.  Come on up next Thanksgiving and you can have a bite of the best Red Velvet Cake on the planet.  But, if it gets down to the last piece, I'll have to fight you for it.  TL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wryPwwPnI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HfV3Q13sKQU/s1600-h/DSC04086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wryPwwPnI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HfV3Q13sKQU/s400/DSC04086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146536616402108018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 1.  Daphne and Mimi Blondell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wryvwwPpI/AAAAAAAAAqc/BGTPmixx_WY/s1600-h/DSC04096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wryvwwPpI/AAAAAAAAAqc/BGTPmixx_WY/s400/DSC04096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146536624992042642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 2.  Daphne and Her Mom, Mimi Deb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wrzPwwPqI/AAAAAAAAAqk/qGkYUGv4S28/s1600-h/DSC04073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wrzPwwPqI/AAAAAAAAAqk/qGkYUGv4S28/s400/DSC04073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146536633581977250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 3.  Daph and her sisters Sherri and Carrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wsffwwPrI/AAAAAAAAAqs/NowaRjFi7OM/s1600-h/DSC04090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wsffwwPrI/AAAAAAAAAqs/NowaRjFi7OM/s400/DSC04090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146537393791188658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 4.  Jacob is plotting a scheme in that little head of his......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqW_wwPjI/AAAAAAAAAps/ITcwOBDsfEY/s1600-h/DSC04078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqW_wwPjI/AAAAAAAAAps/ITcwOBDsfEY/s400/DSC04078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146535048739044914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 5.  Anna Claire resting from playtime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wryfwwPoI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bZMoMRsk3Nc/s1600-h/DSC04093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wryfwwPoI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bZMoMRsk3Nc/s400/DSC04093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146536620697075330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 6.  Good-old Micah John....Caught him smiling, so I figured I better post this one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqWfwwPiI/AAAAAAAAApk/MSUCf0Is8jg/s1600-h/DSC04076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqWfwwPiI/AAAAAAAAApk/MSUCf0Is8jg/s400/DSC04076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146535040149110306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 7.  The turkey ain't even cold and Abbi Kate is hard at work on her Christmas List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wrxvwwPmI/AAAAAAAAAqE/o84DBFjM_gg/s1600-h/DSC04084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wrxvwwPmI/AAAAAAAAAqE/o84DBFjM_gg/s400/DSC04084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146536607812173410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 8.  Uncle Eugene watches a bit of football....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqXfwwPkI/AAAAAAAAAp0/vYmS93VI2pU/s1600-h/DSC04080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqXfwwPkI/AAAAAAAAAp0/vYmS93VI2pU/s400/DSC04080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146535057328979522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 9.  Daph's sister Sherri and husband Nick (1st Anniversary Coming up on New Year's Eve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqXvwwPlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/RCe0s4z2Qsw/s1600-h/DSC04082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqXvwwPlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/RCe0s4z2Qsw/s400/DSC04082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146535061623946834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 10.  Daph's sister Carrie and husband Keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqWPwwPhI/AAAAAAAAApc/QL0OB5umVLQ/s1600-h/DSC04074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wqWPwwPhI/AAAAAAAAApc/QL0OB5umVLQ/s400/DSC04074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146535035854142994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas from Tim &amp;amp; Daphne&lt;br /&gt;Be sure and check out the Christmas Videos Below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-526681825895472374?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/526681825895472374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=526681825895472374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/526681825895472374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/526681825895472374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanksgiving-better-late-than-never.html' title='Thanksgiving - Better Late than Never - 100th Post'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wryPwwPnI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HfV3Q13sKQU/s72-c/DSC04086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2881998532946216156</id><published>2007-12-21T12:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:59:12.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Claire</title><content type='html'>Anna Claire has been studying ballet with Erica Goggans and Stacy Bolotta for a few months now and is progressing nicely.  Here is a photo of her preparing to dance with her class during Sunday Morning Worship  at CrossPoint recently.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wok_wwPgI/AAAAAAAAApU/DMo7n39QQFc/s1600-h/DSC04190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wok_wwPgI/AAAAAAAAApU/DMo7n39QQFc/s400/DSC04190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146533090233957890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2881998532946216156?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2881998532946216156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2881998532946216156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2881998532946216156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2881998532946216156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/anna-claire.html' title='Anna Claire'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/R2wok_wwPgI/AAAAAAAAApU/DMo7n39QQFc/s72-c/DSC04190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3449764152968426435</id><published>2007-12-21T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:30:41.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GMS Chorus - Merry Christmas in Three Minutes</title><content type='html'>Gadsden Middle School Chorus sings "Merry Christmas in Three Minutes" during their Christmas Concert, Tuesday, 2007.12.18 at Gadsden City High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-67a6d5063d3bd561" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67a6d5063d3bd561%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D620E1B6CA462A3CA8638927277246ED659169A98.39BF07A7BE8927FF211DF96ACDA794DE2860FAE3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67a6d5063d3bd561%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnh-QE65-Y1Ty5ipnQ1tRgiPMGYs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67a6d5063d3bd561%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D620E1B6CA462A3CA8638927277246ED659169A98.39BF07A7BE8927FF211DF96ACDA794DE2860FAE3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67a6d5063d3bd561%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnh-QE65-Y1Ty5ipnQ1tRgiPMGYs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3449764152968426435?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=67a6d5063d3bd561&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3449764152968426435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3449764152968426435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3449764152968426435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3449764152968426435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/gms-chorus-merry-christmas-in-three.html' title='GMS Chorus - Merry Christmas in Three Minutes'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-9071639764416158850</id><published>2007-12-21T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:50:52.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GMS Strings (6th Grade) - Holly Jolly Christmas</title><content type='html'>Gadsden Middle School 6th Grade Strings under the direction of Mrs Nancy Gardner plays Holly Jolly Christmas on 2007.12.18 at their Christmas Concert at Gadsden City High Auditorium.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d27bc9c33a37689e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd27bc9c33a37689e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEC3BD683389835B46D55DDB7D22E0F17DA64C05.70589E065078D7430F060F910037E0BAAC247E4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd27bc9c33a37689e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8qf7QilC7MVIfvNBOPPTKWrghbg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd27bc9c33a37689e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEC3BD683389835B46D55DDB7D22E0F17DA64C05.70589E065078D7430F060F910037E0BAAC247E4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd27bc9c33a37689e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8qf7QilC7MVIfvNBOPPTKWrghbg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-9071639764416158850?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d27bc9c33a37689e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9071639764416158850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=9071639764416158850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9071639764416158850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9071639764416158850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/gms-strings-6th-grade-holly-jolly.html' title='GMS Strings (6th Grade) - Holly Jolly Christmas'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-185692554889367258</id><published>2007-12-21T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T08:37:09.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Sight Choir - Carol of the Kings</title><content type='html'>Click the video to see and hear CrossPoint's X-Sight Choir sing Carol of the Kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-63bb216397b0a154" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63bb216397b0a154%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B2A621AAF8A666397E343B9F2C3BEA957EFC186.49A955CF945A7887C8FBC4305E7A2DF198752C10%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63bb216397b0a154%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO0Ma0eM66vsFWL5v_kiJkuNfpKA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63bb216397b0a154%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B2A621AAF8A666397E343B9F2C3BEA957EFC186.49A955CF945A7887C8FBC4305E7A2DF198752C10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63bb216397b0a154%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO0Ma0eM66vsFWL5v_kiJkuNfpKA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 2007.12.16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-185692554889367258?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=63bb216397b0a154&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/185692554889367258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=185692554889367258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/185692554889367258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/185692554889367258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/x-sight-choir-carol-of-kings.html' title='X-Sight Choir - Carol of the Kings'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1410413554870942397</id><published>2007-12-05T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:18:44.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Want Me To Do What?????????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You know, its amazing the things that people...total strangers even...will ask you to do.  As many of you know, I have been doing a huge holiday sale on ebay.  Within that sale are some older, out-of-print, rare, and hard-to-find cd's from the early days of Integrity Hosanna! Music...the praise &amp;amp; worship stuff.  People will pay big bucks for that stuff.  During a round of auctions earlier in the year, one bidder paid over $40 for a single cd from the 90's.  He was crazy enough to pay it and I was crazy enough to take his money.  Anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today, I got the following request from an ebay user....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Can you make me a duplicate of that worship CD "My Refuge" by Kent Henry. That is very hard to find. And at this time I dont have the funds. Please sell me just a duplicate CD. You dont have to post that in ebay. I will just mail you my payment. Please let me know. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Side Note - In a follow-up email, he said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you're probably surprised at my request.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, Duh......Do ya think so!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, I replied to him as follows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;My friend, I appreciate your bids and hope that you are successful on the ones that you want/need. But, I can't fulfill this request. Even though I deeply sympathize with the lack of funds to go higher, I can't ship an illegally produced cd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In a final attempt, he replied again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My friend. You are correct. If I can just find these CD's in the store then I dont have to bother you. The problem is that where can I find that CD? My mother bought me that CD while I was in high school but i dont have it now. I like all the songs there especially "As I praise and worship you". I like Songs in Worship CD's made in the late 80's and early 90's. I am 32 and these songs still playing in my head. Please be considerate. If i will win some of the CDs that I bid pls include the duplicate "My Refuge" CD as a bonus from the other cd's that I won from you. Please brother... I know know you understand that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pleeeeeeeezzzzzzeeeeeee brother......commit mail fraud for me by sending me an illegally re-produced cd.......I am a total stranger from ebay-land........you don't even know me, but you can trust me........pleeeeeeeezzzzzeee brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-1410413554870942397?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1410413554870942397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1410413554870942397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1410413554870942397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1410413554870942397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-want-me-to-do-what.html' title='You Want Me To Do What?????????????'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5335309996637537757</id><published>2007-11-30T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:10:13.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CV Photo Design</title><content type='html'>I want to take a moment and tell you about my dear friends at CV Photo Design. When you need the best in portraiture for children, families, and weddings - you need CV Photo Design. CV Photo Design will bring you the very best in professional photographic design for your family at competitive studio prices. They provide creativity, professionalism, and service that will make you glad that you selected them for your special occasion. Thank you for considering my dear friends at CV Photo Design. To view their work and contact them visit www.CVPhotoDesign.com or see the link to the right of this page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5335309996637537757?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5335309996637537757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5335309996637537757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5335309996637537757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5335309996637537757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/11/cv-photo-design_30.html' title='CV Photo Design'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-774537026670337067</id><published>2007-11-17T23:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:45:29.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!!!  #38</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, another November 12 has come and gone.  It was great to celebrate my birthday with family and friends at Logan's.  It was great to be with Daph &amp;amp; the kids, Mom &amp;amp; Dad, and Mark &amp;amp; Lisa Harris.  Here are some pics from the evening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic 1.  Daph &amp;amp; Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_obMmhKNI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/_TmVMUBj8IM/s1600-h/DSC04056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_obMmhKNI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/_TmVMUBj8IM/s400/DSC04056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134077654162548946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 2.  Tim &amp;amp; Mark Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_rBsmhKXI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZwMWE0aILnM/s1600-h/DSC04042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_rBsmhKXI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZwMWE0aILnM/s400/DSC04042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134080514610768242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 3.  PawPaw Bill &amp;amp; Abbi Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_rDMmhKYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vZJJFlHB4IQ/s1600-h/DSC04046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_rDMmhKYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vZJJFlHB4IQ/s400/DSC04046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134080540380572034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 4.  Daph &amp;amp; Tim and Mark &amp;amp; Lisa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_pj8mhKQI/AAAAAAAAAno/FZuyK9ljSYw/s1600-h/DSC04047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_pj8mhKQI/AAAAAAAAAno/FZuyK9ljSYw/s400/DSC04047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134078903998032130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 5.  Dad and Mark have a little fun with the boys...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_pmcmhKRI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7AuyC6SDxq8/s1600-h/DSC04043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_pmcmhKRI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7AuyC6SDxq8/s400/DSC04043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134078946947705106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 6.  And here are my girls sharing a moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_tI8mhKZI/AAAAAAAAAow/fw6xNNeCIUM/s1600-h/DSC04044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_tI8mhKZI/AAAAAAAAAow/fw6xNNeCIUM/s400/DSC04044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134082838188075410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 7.  Hello Mamma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_obsmhKOI/AAAAAAAAAnY/KK681JQ4At0/s1600-h/DSC04049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_obsmhKOI/AAAAAAAAAnY/KK681JQ4At0/s400/DSC04049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134077662752483554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 8.  Me and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_ocsmhKPI/AAAAAAAAAng/bUdUxu4lMOc/s1600-h/DSC04052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_ocsmhKPI/AAAAAAAAAng/bUdUxu4lMOc/s400/DSC04052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134077679932352754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great evening.&lt;br /&gt;Next year, we'll still call it #38....and the year after that....and the year after that.....and the year after that......etc......etc........etc.......etc.......etc.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-774537026670337067?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/774537026670337067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=774537026670337067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/774537026670337067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/774537026670337067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-to-me-38.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!!!  #38'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rz_obMmhKNI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/_TmVMUBj8IM/s72-c/DSC04056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3412400665964194198</id><published>2007-11-06T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:36:42.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadsden Middle School Chorus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-70c75c4f6b68a614" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70c75c4f6b68a614%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E5B0286483A6DA55CBFF7B4C0898240CA551068.16E1216D727B6E186625E0488BAAA64489A5AF12%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70c75c4f6b68a614%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_CsMXpqBjRcaeG9zGqBBsmx9Jss&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70c75c4f6b68a614%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E5B0286483A6DA55CBFF7B4C0898240CA551068.16E1216D727B6E186625E0488BAAA64489A5AF12%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70c75c4f6b68a614%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_CsMXpqBjRcaeG9zGqBBsmx9Jss&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we attended the PTSO meeting at Gadsden Middle School.  The school chorus provided the program along with the orchestra.  This clip is "My America", sung by the Gadsden Middle School Chorus.  One of the guys on the front row should look familiar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3412400665964194198?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4c165c8f7f9847a5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=70c75c4f6b68a614&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3412400665964194198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3412400665964194198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3412400665964194198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3412400665964194198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/11/gadsden-middle-school-chorus.html' title='Gadsden Middle School Chorus'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6347036940177516653</id><published>2007-11-05T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:04:54.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidential Poll</title><content type='html'>Alright...everyone needs to take part in my little unscientific poll to the left.  If this presidential poll keeps going this way, I will be forced and have no other choice than to throw my hat in the ring as a write-in candidate for President of the United States.  I am qualified in that I was born within the United States and I am over the age of 35.  I believe in personal responsibility and true patriotism.  So, I believe I would do a good job.  For those of you who would consider voting for me, here are my positions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Life.&lt;/span&gt;  I believe in protecting the sanctity of all human life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Military.&lt;/span&gt;  I believe in providing the strongest, best-equipped military for our defense.  If a country is a legitimate threat to us, watch out boys...here we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Economics.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3a. &lt;/span&gt; Bring American jobs back to America.  It is not our job to make sure that the rest of the world works.  We contribute when and where we can in an attitude of mercy and love for our fellow man.  But, sustaining other countries at the expense of the American worker and American tax payer is wrong.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3b. &lt;/span&gt; I believe in abolishing the current tax system and replacing it with with a very low national sales tax, not the 23% that everyone says would be necessary.  There would be a percentage refund for those families making under certain thresholds and based on dependents.  (Hmmmm, if I could get this passed, me and Daph might have a few more kids.....just a thought.)  Being someone who is in favor of cutting national government back to doing only those tasks which are provided for in the Constitution, I believe we could get by with much less of a federal budget.  This would be much more possible if we kill the pork projects and stop funding entitlements for everybody that says they deserve one.  The federal government is involved in so many things never intended by the Founders.  Eliminate those things and we save a ton of greenbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Crime &amp;amp; Punishment.&lt;/span&gt;  I believe the punishment should fit the crime.  I am in favor of capital punishment and would support it in cases of murder, treason, child molestation, and rape.  I believe that non-violent offenders should be sentenced to penalties that do not involve jail time, but should receive penalties such as extremely high fines.  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We the people should not be paying to confine Martha Stewart, Richard Scrushy, or Don Siegleman.  They should have faced fines of millions of dollars that would extremely handicap their extravagant lifestyle instead of costing taxpayers $20,000 for their annual upkeep for the next ump-teen years&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Jucidial System.&lt;/span&gt;  I would only appoint judges who would interpret law, not legislate from the bench.  Rogue judges with too much assumed power are a primary reason we are in the crap-shape we find ourselves in today.  Due to runaway benches, we need legislation that would tightly define the boundaries in which the judicial branch operates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my story and I'm stickin' too it.&lt;br /&gt;TL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6347036940177516653?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6347036940177516653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6347036940177516653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6347036940177516653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6347036940177516653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/11/presidential-poll.html' title='Presidential Poll'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-253247630026704114</id><published>2007-11-05T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:58:36.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>China and Iran</title><content type='html'>Is it just me, or does the following concern anyone else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***China's military spending and budget figures have doubled in the last 12 months...all while they finalized a brand new $20 BILLION oil deal with.....you guessed it, Iran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-253247630026704114?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/253247630026704114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=253247630026704114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/253247630026704114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/253247630026704114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/11/china-and-iran.html' title='China and Iran'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5736723873214746189</id><published>2007-11-03T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:01:24.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington, We Have A Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This video post is for those who think we don't have a problem in this country.  It appears as if our elected officials do not have the intestinal fortitude to execute a solution.    So, God bless this veteran for what he did.  He has more patriotism in his little finger than the entire Congress has exhibited in this most recent term.  His action honors the sacrifice of all the brave men and women who have served in the armed forces of the United States.  I wish more of us had his courage.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless our Veterans and God Bless America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ebc7c83b2f7c8a0d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Debc7c83b2f7c8a0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1165B3913B6B69D6B6EA3744271B91D7BF54F33A.8B21579E145046E7BDD4FDF428FFCB4DDA6FAAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Debc7c83b2f7c8a0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEm8hwvN8RsnuoJGgrjO1huZkFlM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Debc7c83b2f7c8a0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329864907%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1165B3913B6B69D6B6EA3744271B91D7BF54F33A.8B21579E145046E7BDD4FDF428FFCB4DDA6FAAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Debc7c83b2f7c8a0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEm8hwvN8RsnuoJGgrjO1huZkFlM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5736723873214746189?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ebc7c83b2f7c8a0d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5736723873214746189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5736723873214746189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5736723873214746189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5736723873214746189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-video-post-is-for-those-who-think.html' title='Washington, We Have A Problem'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-1817576688361308716</id><published>2007-10-31T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T15:05:12.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Years in Ministry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday, October 28 was a very special day for our family. My father-in-law, David Hairston, celebrated his 30th year in ministry. It was a day that Henagar Baptist Churh had set aside for Pastor Appreciation Day, but he did not know the full extent of what was planned. He thought it was just a normal day with a special moment or two for Pastor Appreciation Day. He did not know that David Jr (we call him "Boo") had flown in with his family from Kansas. Also, Keith, my brother-in-law who is married to Daph's sister Carrie, took a Sunday off from the church that he pastors.  Daph's sister Sherri and her husband Nick attend church with them, so they were already there.  Daph and the kids went up early Sunday morning and I drove up after playing at CrossPoint.  So, before it was all over, all of us were there together to celebrate with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a pic of my father-in-law with his favorite son-in-law.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127620100875337602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj3UH_Tv4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/HdilnZIQa_w/s400/DSC03892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a picture of Boo and Boo Jr.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj3PX_Tv3I/AAAAAAAAAlU/I8m85dkLjAM/s1600-h/DSC03894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127620019270958962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj3PX_Tv3I/AAAAAAAAAlU/I8m85dkLjAM/s400/DSC03894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daphne's sister Sherri and her husband Nick.  (Nick, looks like you didn't finish that bite.)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj1Rn_TvwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/O9HsZSZLFAc/s1600-h/DSC03903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127617858902408962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj1Rn_TvwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/O9HsZSZLFAc/s400/DSC03903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eugene &amp;amp; Ann Griffin, Daph's Uncle and Aunt&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj1VH_TvxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XgFCfxq9D2E/s1600-h/DSC03902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127617919031951122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj1VH_TvxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XgFCfxq9D2E/s400/DSC03902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a great shot of all of us doing one of our favorite activities.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj1Zn_TvyI/AAAAAAAAAks/vT-I2q-akfM/s1600-h/DSC03897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127617996341362466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj1Zn_TvyI/AAAAAAAAAks/vT-I2q-akfM/s400/DSC03897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob and his cousin Grant&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryjzb3_TvtI/AAAAAAAAAkE/xIAApx5iCeY/s1600-h/DSC03906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127615835972812498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryjzb3_TvtI/AAAAAAAAAkE/xIAApx5iCeY/s400/DSC03906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PawPaw David and grandson Sam Hairston&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjzcH_TvuI/AAAAAAAAAkM/WZkmqWK93qQ/s1600-h/DSC03918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127615840267779810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjzcH_TvuI/AAAAAAAAAkM/WZkmqWK93qQ/s400/DSC03918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daphne and her brother, David Jr.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryjxon_TvpI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Zqwe3984KUI/s1600-h/DSC03912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127613855992888978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryjxon_TvpI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Zqwe3984KUI/s400/DSC03912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at my young wife....just turned 24 last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjxpH_TvqI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5J2aOrODw30/s1600-h/DSC03916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127613864582823586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjxpH_TvqI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5J2aOrODw30/s400/DSC03916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daphne and her grandmothers, Mimi Violet and Mimi Blondell&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju3H_TvhI/AAAAAAAAAik/T12qpiG-YQI/s1600-h/DSC03932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127610806566108690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju3H_TvhI/AAAAAAAAAik/T12qpiG-YQI/s400/DSC03932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob and Mr Pettyjohn, the first Big AL at the University of Alabama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju5X_TviI/AAAAAAAAAis/ijcFObtkYa0/s1600-h/DSC03933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127610845220814370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju5X_TviI/AAAAAAAAAis/ijcFObtkYa0/s400/DSC03933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Band of Cousins - L to R: Sam, Hannah, Micah, Jacob, Grant, Anna Claire, John Mark, &amp;amp; Abbi Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju53_TvjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/pSFI3rJAvc0/s1600-h/DSC03952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127610853810748978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju53_TvjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/pSFI3rJAvc0/s400/DSC03952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daphne and her mom, Mimi Deb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju-n_TvlI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gfUN3wvG9Sc/s1600-h/DSC03977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127610935415127634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryju-n_TvlI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gfUN3wvG9Sc/s400/DSC03977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally, our crew. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127623807432114066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj6r3_Tv5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/hcN9KJb42_I/s400/DSC03959b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-1817576688361308716?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1817576688361308716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=1817576688361308716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1817576688361308716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/1817576688361308716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/10/30-years-in-ministry.html' title='30 Years in Ministry'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ryj3UH_Tv4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/HdilnZIQa_w/s72-c/DSC03892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8450659321956801120</id><published>2007-10-31T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T13:52:22.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbi's cast and field trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have our 2nd broken bone in the family.  Well, actually 2nd and 3rd because Abbi broke both lower arm bones.  The first trip to the doctor got her a purple cast and on the second trip, we traded it in for a pink cast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoDX_TvcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uavShdWMtJk/s1600-h/DSC03794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127603320438111682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoDX_TvcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uavShdWMtJk/s400/DSC03794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A broken arm did not stop her from going on a wonderful field trip to the Birmingham Zoo.  Of course, Mom Daphne went along for the trip.  First is a picture of Abbi's 1st grade class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoEX_TvdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/462QH41Dc7o/s1600-h/DSC03804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127603337617980882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoEX_TvdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/462QH41Dc7o/s400/DSC03804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbi Kate and Daphne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoFX_TveI/AAAAAAAAAiM/07RZMsp6cVM/s1600-h/DSC03811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127603354797850082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoFX_TveI/AAAAAAAAAiM/07RZMsp6cVM/s400/DSC03811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbi Kate on the Merry-Go-Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoGX_TvfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BeaKI2RKlM4/s1600-h/DSC03838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127603371977719282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoGX_TvfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BeaKI2RKlM4/s400/DSC03838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbi Kate, Ty-asia, Lilie, and their wonderful teacher Mrs. Bowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoH3_TvgI/AAAAAAAAAic/dErrYLWHpqM/s1600-h/DSC03834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127603397747523074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoH3_TvgI/AAAAAAAAAic/dErrYLWHpqM/s400/DSC03834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8450659321956801120?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8450659321956801120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8450659321956801120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8450659321956801120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8450659321956801120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/10/abbis-cast-and-field-trip.html' title='Abbi&apos;s cast and field trip'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjoDX_TvcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uavShdWMtJk/s72-c/DSC03794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-7649467378091995111</id><published>2007-10-31T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:25:11.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadsden City H.S. Homecoming Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, Gadsden City High celebrated Homecoming and celebrated with the annual afternoon parade. Micah's Cub Scout Troop rode on a boat-float in the parade and we got some good pictures of him. Also, you will see a pic of Jacob, Anna Claire, &amp;amp; Abbi Kate enjoying the parade. (And yes, this is part of the blog catching-up that I have needed to get done.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV73_TvXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/q1ftojtsQa0/s1600-h/DSC03767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127583400379792754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV73_TvXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/q1ftojtsQa0/s400/DSC03767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV9n_TvZI/AAAAAAAAAhk/K1kMxg6hHI8/s1600-h/DSC03790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127583430444563858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV9n_TvZI/AAAAAAAAAhk/K1kMxg6hHI8/s400/DSC03790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV_H_TvaI/AAAAAAAAAhs/OUh6_-bHM74/s1600-h/DSC03791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127583456214367650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV_H_TvaI/AAAAAAAAAhs/OUh6_-bHM74/s400/DSC03791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV_n_TvbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6gBBHJ_Socs/s1600-h/DSC03792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127583464804302258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV_n_TvbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6gBBHJ_Socs/s400/DSC03792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32642341-7649467378091995111?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7649467378091995111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=7649467378091995111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7649467378091995111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7649467378091995111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/10/gadsden-city-hs-homecoming-parade.html' title='Gadsden City H.S. Homecoming Parade'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjV73_TvXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/q1ftojtsQa0/s72-c/DSC03767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8678812000898691792</id><published>2007-10-31T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:44:01.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barak H. Obama - The Non-Pledging Candidate</title><content type='html'>As an American, wouldn't you feel so STUPID if you had contributed money to Barak HUSSEIN Obama's presidential campain???  How sobering to realize that you have contributed your hard-earned money to the campaign of a man who is too sorry to raise his hand to his chest during the playing of The Star Spangled Banner.  Oh!!!   Don't let me fail to mention that not only did he fail to raise his hand to his chest for the National Anthem, he also refused to recite the Pledge of Allegiance with his fellow Americans.   Also, he has stated that he will not wear an American Flag lapel pin.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that wearing the pin should be mandatory.  Imagine how stupid it would be if we looked at him and said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll wear it if you're one of us&lt;/span&gt;...."  That would be absurd.  But, when considered in the light of other elements, its very telling.  Even Billary and Richardson can "strike-the-pose".  I have several dear friends who are of the Democrat flavor and I certainly mean no offense.  But, If I were a Democrat, I would be severely frustrated with my leading choices for the upcoming Presidential election.  At least as a Republican, I get to play the new game of determining just who is the real conservative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjDRH_TvWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/v8ccOPKr49U/s1600-h/Barak+Hussein+Obama+-+The+Non-Pledger.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127562874731085154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjDRH_TvWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/v8ccOPKr49U/s400/Barak+Hussein+Obama+-+The+Non-Pledger.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32642341-8678812000898691792?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8678812000898691792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8678812000898691792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8678812000898691792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8678812000898691792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/10/barak-hussein-obama-non-pledging.html' title='Barak H. Obama - The Non-Pledging Candidate'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyjDRH_TvWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/v8ccOPKr49U/s72-c/Barak+Hussein+Obama+-+The+Non-Pledger.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6083201289197556330</id><published>2007-10-25T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:00:40.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I know that I am a little behind on keeping my blog current.  I have some catching up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better late than never....&lt;br /&gt;Here are the "First Day of School" photos for Abbi, Anna Claire, and Micah. &lt;br /&gt;Jacob, now going to Gadsden Middle, did not have time for a photo on that first morning. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are a little too cool for that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Abbi Kate, age 6, going into Mrs Bowman's First Grade Class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyDPsH_TvTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Cb8tKLJ_zpI/s1600-h/DSC03524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyDPsH_TvTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Cb8tKLJ_zpI/s400/DSC03524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125324732913401138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Anna Claire, age 10, on the first day of 5th Grade,&lt;br /&gt;or as Jacob called it, "your senior year at Eura Brown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ry89y3_Tv7I/AAAAAAAAAl0/p77jCkL0oa8/s1600-h/DSC03526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Ry89y3_Tv7I/AAAAAAAAAl0/p77jCkL0oa8/s400/DSC03526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129386444830523314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, Micah, age 8, heads into 2nd Grade with Mrs McFarland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyDPs3_TvVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/syFu5FHb1MI/s1600-h/DSC03528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyDPs3_TvVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/syFu5FHb1MI/s400/DSC03528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125324745798303058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6083201289197556330?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6083201289197556330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6083201289197556330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6083201289197556330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6083201289197556330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-day-of-school-pictures.html' title='First Day of School Pictures'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RyDPsH_TvTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Cb8tKLJ_zpI/s72-c/DSC03524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-123561961519516699</id><published>2007-10-23T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T16:32:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Abbi Gets Herself to Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had heard of counting sheep to help yourself go to sleep, but Abbi took the practice to a whole new level with her homemade sheep drawings that were taped to the ceiling above her top bunk. &lt;br /&gt;I just thought this was so cool.  I had to share it with you.  -  Good job Abbi Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rx6ELZe5tOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qC5aoH8vl2I/s1600-h/DSC03623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rx6ELZe5tOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qC5aoH8vl2I/s400/DSC03623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124678757348127970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rx6ELpe5tPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/G8MoMBQ5wWE/s1600-h/DSC03624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rx6ELpe5tPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/G8MoMBQ5wWE/s400/DSC03624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124678761643095282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-123561961519516699?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/123561961519516699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=123561961519516699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/123561961519516699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/123561961519516699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-abbi-gets-herself-to-sleep.html' title='How Abbi Gets Herself to Sleep'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rx6ELZe5tOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qC5aoH8vl2I/s72-c/DSC03623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2052849272980658394</id><published>2007-09-19T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T06:23:05.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't These Two Guys Look Familiar???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RvEimXO27JI/AAAAAAAAAgc/QDtGYvZYRRU/s1600-h/Unemployment+Line+Starts+Here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RvEimXO27JI/AAAAAAAAAgc/QDtGYvZYRRU/s400/Unemployment+Line+Starts+Here.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111905094508932242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2052849272980658394?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2052849272980658394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2052849272980658394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2052849272980658394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2052849272980658394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-these-two-guys-look-familiar.html' title='Don&apos;t These Two Guys Look Familiar???'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RvEimXO27JI/AAAAAAAAAgc/QDtGYvZYRRU/s72-c/Unemployment+Line+Starts+Here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3846121347289703995</id><published>2007-08-21T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:51:57.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>George W Bush's Resignation Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;BUSH'S RESIGNATION SPEECH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Satire that is well worth the read and contains a lot of truth--whether we like it or not. We all have our disagreements with President Bush. Immigration, U.S. Attorney firings, Iraq , Darfur , etc., are all hot topics these days. There have been many times over the last two years that I have dropped my head into my hands and said, "W...what in the world at you thinking!!!"  The following "speech" was written recently by an ordinary Maineiac [a resident of the People's Republic of Maine ]. This is not original with me. While satirical in nature, all satire must have a basis in fact to be effective. This is an excellent piece by a person who does not write for a living.  Without further delay, this is the speech George W. Bush SHOULD give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Normally, I start these things out by saying "My Fellow Americans." Not doing it this time. If the polls are any indication, I don't know who more than half of you are anymore. I do know something terrible has happened, and that you're really not fellow Americans any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll cut right to the chase here: I quit. Now before anyone gets all in a lather about me quitting to avoid impeachment, or to avoid prosecution or something, let me assure you: There's been no breaking of laws or impeachable offenses in this office. The reason I'm quitting is simple. I'm fed up with you people. I'm fed up because you have no understanding of what's really going on in the world or of what's going on in this once-great nation of ours. And the majority of you are too lazy to do your homework and figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's start local. You've been sold a bill of goods by politicians and the news media. Polls show that the majority of you think the economy is in the tank. And that's despite record numbers of homeowners, including record numbers of MINORITY homeowners. And while we're mentioning minorities, I'll point out that minority business ownership is at an all-time high. Our unemployment rate is as low as it ever was during the Clinton administration. I've mentioned all those things before, but it doesn't seem to have sunk in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Despite the shock to our economy of 9/11, the stock market has rebounded to record levels and more Americans than ever are participating in these markets. Meanwhile, all you can do is whine about gas prices, and most of you are too stupid to realize that gas prices are high because there's increased demand in other parts of the world, and because a small handful of noisy idiots are more worried about polar bears and beachfront property than your economic security.  &lt;em&gt;(Note from Tim:  I've gotta disagree on this one point here.  Gas prices are from oil companies and middle-men wanting to gouge the crap out of the American people.  I just took a trip from Gadsden, AL to North Platte, NE and saw gas prices ranging from $2.54 all the way to $3.19.  I was not a MBA candidate in college, a prospective nuclear scientist, or even in the top 10% of my class in high school.  But, brother, I sure have enough common sense to know that something is wrong with that picture.  Now, back to what W ought to say...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We face real threats in the world. Don't give me this "blood for oil" thing. If I were trading blood for oil I would've already seized Iraq 's oil fields and let the rest of the country go to hell. And don't give me this 'Bush Lied, People Died' crap either. If I were the liar you morons take me for, I could've easily had chemical weapons planted in Iraq so they could be 'discovered.' Instead, I owned up to the fact that the intelligence was faulty. Let me remind you that the rest of the world thought Saddam had the goods, same as me. Let me also remind you that regime change in Iraq was official US policy before I came into office. Some guy named 'Clinton' established that policy. Bet you didn't know that, did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You idiots need to understand that we face a unique enemy. Back during the cold war, there were two major competing political and economic models squaring off. We won that war, but we did so because fundamentally, the Communists wanted to survive, just as we did. We were simply able to out-spend and out-tech them. That's not the case this time. The soldiers of our new enemy don't care if they survive. In fact, they want to die. That'd be fine, as long as they weren't also committed to taking as many of you with them as they can. But they are. They want to kill you, and the bastards are all over the globe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You should be grateful that they haven't gotten any more of us here in the United States since September 11. But you're not. That's because you've got no idea how hard a small number of intelligence, military, law enforcement, and homeland security people have worked to make sure of that. When this whole mess started, I warned you that this would be a long and difficult fight. I'm disappointed how many of you people think a long and difficult fight amounts to a single season of 'Survivor' or '24'. Instead, you've grown impatient. You're incapable of seeing things through the long lens of history, the way our enemies do. You think that wars should last a few months, a few years, tops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Making matters worse, you actively support those who help the enemy. Every time you buy the New York Times, every time you send a donation to a cut-and-run Democrat's political campaign, well, dang it, you might just as well FedEx a grenade launcher to a Jihadist. It amounts to the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In this day and age, it's easy enough to find the truth. It's all over the Internet. It just isn't on the pages of the New York Times or on NBC News. But even if it were, I doubt you'd be any smarter. Most of you would rather watch American Idol. I could say more about your expectations that the government will always be there to bail you out, even if you're too stupid to leave a city that's below sea level and has a hurricane approaching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I could say more about your insane belief that government, not your own hard work or wallet, is where the money comes from. But I've come to the conclusion that were I to do so, it would sail right over your heads. So I quit. I'm going back to Crawford. I've got an energy-efficient house down there (Al Gore could only dream) and the capability to be fully self-sufficient. No one ever heard of Crawford before I got elected, and as soon as I'm done here pretty much no one will ever hear of it again. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to die of old age before the last pillars of America fall. Oh, and by the way, Cheney's quitting too. That means Pelosi is your new President. You asked for it. Watch what she does carefully, because I still have a glimmer of hope that there are just enough of you remaining who are smart enough to turn this thing around in 2008. So that's it. God bless what's left of America. Some of you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3846121347289703995?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3846121347289703995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3846121347289703995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3846121347289703995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3846121347289703995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/08/george-w-bushs-resignation-speech.html' title='George W Bush&apos;s Resignation Speech'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8287133420552357353</id><published>2007-08-19T23:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:14:44.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Alabama Summers</title><content type='html'>Click the link above to learn more.  This cartoon from the Chattanooga Times Free Press says it all...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RskxCignRBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ZMoqgYvUP5Y/s1600-h/Summer+Too+Short+-+ChattFreePress+Cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100661972666893330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="322" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RskxCignRBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ZMoqgYvUP5Y/s400/Summer+Too+Short+-+ChattFreePress+Cartoon.gif" width="446" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rskw5ygnRAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/TLr3VsDaXNY/s1600-h/Summer+Too+Short+-+ChattFreePress+Cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8287133420552357353?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8287133420552357353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8287133420552357353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8287133420552357353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8287133420552357353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/08/save-alabama-summers.html' title='Save Alabama Summers'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RskxCignRBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ZMoqgYvUP5Y/s72-c/Summer+Too+Short+-+ChattFreePress+Cartoon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5944111461683976529</id><published>2007-08-05T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:17:27.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally - Proof of Bonds Steriod Use</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, after searching high and low through thousands cards in my old baseball card collection, I finally came across the proof that I knew was hiding among the cardboard.  Now, there can certainly be no question as to whether or not Barry has been on the 'roids since his rookie year with the Pirates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RragVNtcGfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Yug2X504I5Q/s1600-h/Barry_Bonds_Rookie_Card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095436314734238194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RragVNtcGfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Yug2X504I5Q/s400/Barry_Bonds_Rookie_Card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32642341-5944111461683976529?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5944111461683976529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5944111461683976529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5944111461683976529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5944111461683976529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-proof-of-bonds-steriod-use.html' title='Finally - Proof of Bonds Steriod Use'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RragVNtcGfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Yug2X504I5Q/s72-c/Barry_Bonds_Rookie_Card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6192065176362616896</id><published>2007-07-22T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:09:43.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday's for the Boys</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, July 17, Jacob celebrated his 12th birthday. Wow!!! It seems just yesterday that we brought him home from St. Vincent's Hospital. And now...he's 12 and heading to Gadsden Middle School in just a few days...and into the youth group at church. And, if that's not enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah celebrates his 8th birthday on Monday, July 23. I still remember the day that Micah was born. He was not an hour old and the nurses had him drinking water from a small cup...and that beautiful RED hair was just shining. Micah had more hair when he was born than the other three...combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed with these wonderful boys. They have good hearts of compassion. Now, don't get me wrong...they ain't perfect and they do find their fair share of temptation that leads to mischief and boyish-trouble. But, they have good hearts...they love their parents, sisters, mimi's and pawpaw's, aunts, uncles, and cousins...and most of all...they love God and want to please Him. What more can a very proud dad ask for???  Happy Birthday, Boys!!! Daddy Loves You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jacob &amp; Micah waiting to ride the go-karts at The Track in Pigeon Forge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090255209785727106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="266" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ4JNtcGII/AAAAAAAAAcU/AO0euZb3ToM/s400/DSC03091.JPG" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The July Birthday Boys in the Family: Micah, Uncle Keith, Cousin Sam, &amp; Jacob.  This was taken on Sam's 1st Birthday.  You can tell by the &lt;strong&gt;"D-Fence"&lt;/strong&gt; party hat that we are a football family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093098856092801442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rq5SbNtcGaI/AAAAAAAAAek/xwJOULHFFw8/s320/DSC03459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My two boys.  I love you, guys!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093098864682736050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rq5SbttcGbI/AAAAAAAAAes/vELWVRUPLOM/s320/DSC03485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6192065176362616896?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6192065176362616896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6192065176362616896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6192065176362616896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6192065176362616896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/07/birthdays-for-boys.html' title='Birthday&apos;s for the Boys'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ4JNtcGII/AAAAAAAAAcU/AO0euZb3ToM/s72-c/DSC03091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8102170798195094582</id><published>2007-07-15T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:12:56.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timmy Has A Truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There ain't a man alive on God's green earth that doesn't want a truck. This week, thanks to a great deal from my good friend Joey Statum at WholesaleCars.com, I am the proud owner of a Dodge Ram 1500. It is a beauty. Fire-engine red. Big cab that can hold all 6 of our little family. Rugged-tough bed liner. Towing package. Did I mention that it was Fire-engine Red??? Oh yeah!!! I even heard either Anna Claire or Abbi Kate refer to it as the "Man-Truck" earlier this week. That's what I'm talking about!!! -- I want to invite all of my friends and family members to talk to Joey or Rodney at WholeSaleCars.com on Hwy 431 in Albertville, AL when you are in the market for a vehicle. You can call them at 256-878-5000 or visit their website at &lt;a href="http://www.wholesalecars.com/"&gt;http://www.wholesalecars.com/&lt;/a&gt;, where they always ask the question, "Why, Why, Why pay retail when you can buy one wholesale at WholeSaleCars.com?" --- Joey, You can send that $50 to me whenever you get a chance... :-) --- Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093100655684098498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rq5UD9tcGcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Biinlf_1Qrc/s400/DSC03507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093100664274033106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rq5UEdtcGdI/AAAAAAAAAe8/gcThIjRrMIM/s400/DSC03508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093100668569000418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rq5UEttcGeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/p2K9-R115IU/s400/DSC03509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Lett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planprovideprotect.com/"&gt;http://www.planprovideprotect.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naalett.com/"&gt;http://www.naalett.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8102170798195094582?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8102170798195094582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8102170798195094582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8102170798195094582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8102170798195094582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/07/timmy-has-truck.html' title='Timmy Has A Truck'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rq5UD9tcGcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Biinlf_1Qrc/s72-c/DSC03507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6708306296437608653</id><published>2007-07-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:22:41.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone has had a great day celebrating the independence of these great United States of America. After having been in the Smokies for several years, this is my first time here on July 4th. Today, we slept in...just as we have every morning. After a late breakfast we hit the town. Pigeon Forge was having a huge concert in the park with lots of activities for the kids. Although the music was of a genre that stomps on my last nerve, the kids had a great time on the Inflated slide, Mechanical Bull, and the EuroBungy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a great shot of Abbi Kate around 15 feet in the air....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090257520478132418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ6PttcGMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-TxQj2AmkTI/s400/DSC03277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah did fairly well on the mechanical bull...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090257529068067026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ6QNtcGNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-pXu6p1FXJs/s400/DSC03218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That little smile on Anna Claire's face....yeah, well...it goes away very quickly...just as soon as the ride operator starts the old bull a-movin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090257533363034338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ6QdtcGOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_V9PiwxOHeA/s400/DSC03220.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jacob might have a career opportunity as a professional mechanical bull rider....not bad, boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090257541952968946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ6Q9tcGPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/R4p2PiU88a4/s400/DSC03222.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch was great in the Old Mill Village at the cafe. Great burgers!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And goodness, what a fireworks show tonight that lasted half an hour. It was tremendous.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090256378016831634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ5NNtcGJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/0QzQ9wwNq9U/s400/DSC03384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090256382311798946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ5NdtcGKI/AAAAAAAAAck/1Kb3okutPcU/s400/DSC03382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090256386606766258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ5NttcGLI/AAAAAAAAAcs/LtUefpDGzVI/s400/DSC03405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6708306296437608653?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6708306296437608653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6708306296437608653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6708306296437608653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6708306296437608653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ6PttcGMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-TxQj2AmkTI/s72-c/DSC03277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-2012695732318076208</id><published>2007-07-03T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:34:40.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smokies - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was another great day in the Smokies. We took the kids to The Track for go-carts, bumber boats, bumber cars, arcade games, and some other stuff that I can't remember. Daphne's parents treated us to supper tonight at The Alamo. All I can say is, "God Bless Texas!!!" The evening was closed out by a ride into Gatlinburg for their Midnight 4th of July Parade. I can honestly say that it was the longest parade that I have ever attended. That thing went for at least 2 hours solid. Wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daphne and Abbi Kate getting ready to zoom around The Track...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7x9tcGQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UG5nn2kLyHA/s1600-h/DSC03081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090259208400279810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7x9tcGQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UG5nn2kLyHA/s400/DSC03081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob is making sure everyone is buckled in tight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7yNtcGRI/AAAAAAAAAdc/WpUoQ-ShOn8/s1600-h/DSC03078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090259212695247122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7yNtcGRI/AAAAAAAAAdc/WpUoQ-ShOn8/s400/DSC03078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speed-monster Anna Claire is ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7ydtcGSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Dl8twelCk1w/s1600-h/DSC03080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090259216990214434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7ydtcGSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Dl8twelCk1w/s400/DSC03080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Micah coming around the final turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7yttcGTI/AAAAAAAAAds/aOsmXHp72bI/s1600-h/DSC03082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090259221285181746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7yttcGTI/AAAAAAAAAds/aOsmXHp72bI/s400/DSC03082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PawPaw David and Mimi Deb stopped by to watch the fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7y9tcGUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/tmsAILzX_kU/s1600-h/DSC03109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090259225580149058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7y9tcGUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/tmsAILzX_kU/s400/DSC03109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our entire crew waiting on a table at The Alamo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090260428170991954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ849tcGVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/5UprD02IoMg/s400/DSC03136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jacob is having to study the menu to make a proper "steak" selection...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090260432465959266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ85NtcGWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/WDuFydv0dXU/s400/DSC03137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tim &amp; Daphne...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090260436760926578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ85dtcGXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CQq3i8QqTME/s400/DSC03163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello Anna Claire...you look so pretty today...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090260441055893890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ85ttcGYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/1cZ1kHveTpc/s400/DSC03153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daph and the girls...don't they look more like sisters???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090260445350861202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ859tcGZI/AAAAAAAAAec/drbNOOAAzM8/s400/DSC03157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-2012695732318076208?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2012695732318076208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=2012695732318076208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2012695732318076208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/2012695732318076208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/07/smokies-day-2.html' title='Smokies - Day 2'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RqQ7x9tcGQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UG5nn2kLyHA/s72-c/DSC03081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5851828183753801443</id><published>2007-07-02T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:47:31.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smokies Day 1 - An Occasion for Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My first memories of family vacations are filled with scenes from Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge, TN. It seems that I came up here with Mom and Dad almost every summer for years in a row. Thinking back on those trips brings some good memories to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I remember one visit when I discovered Putt-Putt. Actually, it wasn't the "real" Putt-Putt. It was one of the many theme-oriented carpet golf courses...I think it was called Goofy Golf...and I was around 7 or 8...so, both the golf and myself happened to be a little goofy. But, dang it, I was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I remember being in a hotel room at the old Whaley Motel on the Parkway in Gatlinburg when news came across the tv that Elvis had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I remember being less than 12 years old and safely roaming the streets in the mornings before Mom and Dad got out of bed. It seems like it was such a different world those 25 years ago. With all the crazies that are out there now, there is no way I'd let my kids do what I did at that age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I remember getting to bring Brad Allen, one of my best friends in high school, along on our family vacation the summer before our Senior year. That trip was a lot of fun. We were two cool cats roaming the sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I remember the first time I drove up here on my own...it was that very next summer. I had been away at college during a summer term and drove up to meet Mom and Dad. That was the first long trip driving on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Then...oh boy...Dad's gonna remember this one... I was scheduled to come up here with Mom and Dad during my Thanksgiving break in November of 1990. We were to leave on Thursday morning after a half-week of Revival meetings ended on Wednesday night. Well, a little twist got thrown into the plans. You see, that very night, after the revival meeting...I had an unplanned, but much desired, date with none other than Ms Daphne Hairston. I had asked her out at least a couple of times before when we were both at Samford U in B'ham. She always had an excuse. "I've got to go home." "I've got studying to do." It was always something like that. So, I tried once more when I saw that she was home for the holiday, too. This is kind of funny. Immediately after the revival meeting, I asked her if she wanted to go grab a bite to eat with me. She runs to the back door to her dad and says, "Daddy, Tim Lett just asked me to go out with him...but if you tell me I can't then I won't have to." (She did not realize that my dad was within hearing distance of this little bit of now-famous family history.) In his superior wisdom her dad replied, "Honey...you're over 18...I'm not gonna tell you that you can't go out with him." So, she walked back to me and asked where we were going. So, we got in the truck, went to eat, and talked for hours on end. I didn't tell her that night...but, less than 5 minutes after she was in the truck with me, I was 100% certain that I was riding down the road with the woman who would become my wife. That was it...I was hooked...I was falling in love and life would never be the same again. Well, remember...I'm still supposed to leave with Mom and Dad the next morning. We left and hit the road. I was in love and absolutely miserable. And my misery only grew with every mile we traveled away from home. Misery loves company and Mom and Dad's little vacation was doomed from the start. We finally arrived at our hotel on the Parkway in Gatlinburg. I sat around like all the little old men watching people walk by. I didn't want to do anything...go anywhere...didn't even want to eat at the restaurants. Within hours I had made us all miserable enough that we stayed in town for less than 48 hours before heading back home. Ain't it amazing what love will do to you!!! Dad, I apologize for ruining that vacation for you and Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Here's a memory. Just 18 months later Daphne and I spent our Honeymoon week in the place that holds so many sweet family memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-We brought Jacob and Anna Claire here when they were 3 and 2, respectively. It was February. It was cold and snow fell on our ride up. I love it in the off-season. The snow in the mountains is absolutely beautiful....and we got a hotel room at Days Inn for $25 a night. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-In October we were blessed to be able to bring all 4 children up for a few days. The trees were beautiful as the Fall colors were showing themselves. We had a cabin in Townsend and drove to town daily. That was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-In January '06, Daphne and I revisited our honeymoon destination for a wonderful 3-day get-away. Mimi Deb and PawPaw David kept the kids and we enjoyed the snow in the mountains again. I believe they got about 4 inches of snow on our first night up here. Our balcony overlooked the ski slopes and it sure was beautiful. Cades Cove was incredible in winter. Oh man...what scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Now...here we are again. This trip is a first. W are here with Daphne's parents at a wonderful condominium overlooking Pigeon Forge. I am so glad they called and invited us to vacation with them for a few days. Looks like some more memories are in the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I close this posting...something has happened on this trip to the Smokies that if a first for me. As we were heading out of a restaurant parking lot tonight, I had a wreck. Actually, "I" didn't have or cause the wreck. A young lady...who spoke no understandable English, failed to stop and just turned right into me and my "beloved" Durango SUV. Now, my driver's side door and quarter panel has a lovely curved dent and a bit less paint. Isn't that lovely. She could not even say her name to the cops. She had to get the form from them and write it down. As I stood there, not believing the scene I was watching, I could only hope that her insurance info was legit. Here's to this memory NOT being repeated on future family vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the next couple of days will be filled with taking the kids to the Go-Kart tracks, arcades, swimming pool, and wherever they want to go. The Durango still drives just fine and we are all well and happy to be with family. I'll be sharing some pictures over the next couple of days. Thanks for sharing my memories with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Lett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planprovideprotect.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.planprovideprotect.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naalett.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.naalett.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5851828183753801443?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5851828183753801443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5851828183753801443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5851828183753801443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5851828183753801443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/07/smokies-day-1-occasion-for-memories.html' title='Smokies Day 1 - An Occasion for Memories'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8754133135177456194</id><published>2007-06-30T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:15:20.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Theodore Reoosevelt on Immigration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was interesting to find Theodore Roosevelt's ideas on immigration and being an American in 1907.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081900829719945842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RoaJ4Ss4YnI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9FRzAYJ_yK8/s400/Theodore+Roosevelt+1907.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;But&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;this is predicated upon the person's becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American. There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn't an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag. We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language. And we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theodore Roosevelt, 1907 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every American citizen needs to read this! Please direct all your friends to this blog to read these words from one of our great Presidents. Eventhough I voted for GWB twice, I wish he would read and be moved by these words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Go back to Boston!  Go back to Plymouth Rock,  Pilgrims!  Get out!  We are the future.  You are old and tired.  Go on.  We have beaten you.  Leave like beaten rats.  &lt;strong&gt;You old white people.  It is your duty to die...  Through love of having children, we are going to take over&lt;/strong&gt;.” -- Augustin Cebada,  Brown Berets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"They're afraid we're going to take over the governmental institutions and other institutions.  They're right.  &lt;strong&gt;We will take them over&lt;/strong&gt;.  We are here to stay." -- Richard Alatorre,  Los Angeles City Council&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The American Southwest seems to be &lt;strong&gt;slowly returning to the jurisdiction of Mexico &lt;/strong&gt;without firing a single shot."-- Excelsior, the national newspaper of Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We have an aging white America.  They are not making babies.  They are dying.  The explosion is in our population...  I love it.  They are shitting in their pants with fear.  I love it."-- Professor Jose Angel Gutierrez, University of Texas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Remember 187 -- proposition to deny taxpayer funds for services to non-citizens -- was the last gasp of white America in California."-- Art Torres,  Chairman of the California Democratic Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We are &lt;strong&gt;politicizing&lt;/strong&gt; every single one of these new citizens that are becoming citizens of this country...  I gotta tell you that a lot of people are saying, ‘I'm going to go out there and vote because I want to pay them back.’"-- Gloria Molina, Los Angeles County Supervisor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"California is going to be a &lt;strong&gt;Hispanic state&lt;/strong&gt;.  Anyone who doesn't like it should leave."-- Mario Obledo, California Coalition of Hispanic Organizations and California State Secretary of Health, Education and Welfare under Governor Jerry Brown, &lt;strong&gt;also awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by President Bill Clinton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We are practicing &lt;strong&gt;'La Reconquista'&lt;/strong&gt; in California."-- Jose Pescador Osuna,  Mexican Consul General&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We need to avoid a white backlash by using codes understood by Latino..."-- Professor Fernando Guerra,  Loyola Marymount University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tim's Comments -- Now before anyone thinks that I am anti-immigrant, hold on.  An anti-immigrant viewpoint would meant that I wish my ancestors had never come to this land.  Nothing could be farther from the truth.  I want to assure everyone that I am not anti-immigrant.  I have friends all over the place of all races and nationalities.  I love them all dearly.  I have no problem with immigration.  My ancestory immigrated to this great country.  Ancestors of friends of mine immigrated to this country.  I have made friends over the years with people who themselves have imigrated to this country.  However, I have absolutely &lt;strong&gt;zero tolerance&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;illegal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; immigration.  Its a shame that we have homeless children with no medical care in this country.  Its a shame that people go to bed hungry every night in this country.  Its a shame that we have legal citizens in this country with nothing.......all of these are suffering while those who are here illegally are afforded services funded by mine and your tax dollars for free medical care, foodstamps, welfare, and other services that cost into the billions of dollars.  We hold back from our own while rewarding criminals.  This is wrong.  Again, I am not against legal immigration.  I just think we ought to get our priorities in order, clean house, and become a nation under the rule-of-law again.  God bless America!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-8754133135177456194?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8754133135177456194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8754133135177456194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8754133135177456194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8754133135177456194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-was-interesting-to-find-theodore.html' title='Theodore Reoosevelt on Immigration'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RoaJ4Ss4YnI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9FRzAYJ_yK8/s72-c/Theodore+Roosevelt+1907.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6230129704809987291</id><published>2007-06-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T09:30:43.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Voice - This is not a joke!!!</title><content type='html'>You must hear this voice.  I have never seen such a feel-good video packed into less than 4 minutes like this.  Do not click the title link unless you are ready to be turned into a huge puddle of tears...yes, even you big-guys.  You have got to see and hear this.  Click on the words "Amazing Voice" in the title.  Thanks for reading.  Tim Lett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6230129704809987291?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flicklife.com/b60adb254a8127a6da8e/Britains_Got_Talent_This_guy_is_amazing.html' title='Amazing Voice - This is not a joke!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6230129704809987291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6230129704809987291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6230129704809987291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6230129704809987291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/06/amazing-voice-this-is-not-joke.html' title='Amazing Voice - This is not a joke!!!'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-9138078390589160040</id><published>2007-06-09T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:00:26.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm With Fred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmrqkjFNfEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lDcVOe5cR3Y/s1600-h/Fred+Bumber+Sticker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074125843799571522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="78" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmrqkjFNfEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lDcVOe5cR3Y/s400/Fred+Bumber+Sticker.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friends &amp; Family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm joining Americans from all 50 states in encouraging former &lt;strong&gt;Sen. Fred Thompson&lt;/strong&gt; to run for President. I'd like you to join with me and Fred and all our friends in changing the political landscape in 2008. Fred recently announced that he was taking some preliminary steps toward entering the Presidential race, and to show my support I signed on as a &lt;strong&gt;"Friend of Fred Thompson".&lt;/strong&gt; I'm posting this message on my "TimBlog" to ask you to consider doing the same. Fred has been a prosecutor, a Senator, and yes, he's had a couple of movie &amp;amp; tv roles. More importantly, he's exactly what we need right now - a consistent conservative who can unite our nation and help lead us in fixing our problems, not exploiting them for political purposes. He's plain-spoken and means what he says. Frankly, I think he is the only one out there who can defeat Hillary or Osama...excuse me, I meant Obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074122717063380002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmrnujFNfCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/_unKHSYGvsE/s400/Fred+Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the &lt;strong&gt;immigration bill&lt;/strong&gt;, Fred calls it like he sees it: "No matter how much lipstick Washington tries to slap onto this legislative pig, it's not going to win any beauty contests. We should scrap this "comprehensive" immigration bill until the government can &lt;strong&gt;show the American people&lt;/strong&gt; that we have secured the borders -- or at least made great headway."&lt;br /&gt;On folks in Washington who want to &lt;strong&gt;raise our taxes&lt;/strong&gt;: "They only want to target the rich. They're off target again, just like they were with the alternative minimum tax. Remember, that was supposed to just target the rich. A word of advice to anyone in the middle class - don't stand anywhere near that target."&lt;br /&gt;Fred has said he wants to focus on returning to our &lt;strong&gt;founding principles of self-governance, free markets and the rule of law. &lt;/strong&gt;Those are ideas we're all invested in - focused on building a stronger, more competitive and innovative America that remains a beacon for the world today and for the next generation. I've done my part to encourage Fred to run, and I want you to join me. Click the link in the title of this blog entry and visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ImWithFred.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.ImWithFred.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to sign up. If we can get enough people to sign on with us and support us, we can change America together. I hope you'll join me and become a &lt;strong&gt;Friend of Fred&lt;/strong&gt;. To contribute financially to Fred Thompson making a difference in 2008, please click the link in this blog entry title and follow the directions to "Donate". If you are unfamiliar with Fred Thompson, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.grassrootsvoter.com"&gt;www.grassrootsvoter.com&lt;/a&gt; and click on the "Fred on the Issues" link. It is loaded with with information to help you determine whether or not Fred is the right candidate for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thanks for Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tim Lett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.PlanProvideProtect.com"&gt;www.PlanProvideProtect.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;www.NAALett.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074124147287489586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmrpBzFNfDI/AAAAAAAAAb8/H7-6oq7WUuQ/s400/Fred.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-9138078390589160040?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9138078390589160040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=9138078390589160040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9138078390589160040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/9138078390589160040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-with-fred.html' title='I&apos;m With Fred'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmrqkjFNfEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lDcVOe5cR3Y/s72-c/Fred+Bumber+Sticker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5515623902899396362</id><published>2007-06-07T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:52:13.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bama Hat &amp; Barbie Lego's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a couple of enjoyable pictures that I wanted to share with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes the most simple things just make life worth living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pic 1. This past week, Kevin Cofield, our drummer at CrossPoint, presented me with quite a prize. Kevin, who is only 20, is a licensed pilot. He has flown celebrities and private businessmen all over the country. Over the weekend his passengers included Alabama Greats including Joe Namath, Cornelius Bennett, Gene Stallings, &amp; Dwight Stevenson. Kevin ("Killer" to his friends) was thinking of his ol' buddy here and got a Bama hat autographed by Namath, Bennett, &amp;amp; Stevenson. He presented it to me during orchestra rehearsal last night and it totally blew me away. What a gift!!! This thing is going in a protective hat-cube and on a shelf. You can be assured that this hat will never see a drop of sweat from this big head. Thanks, Kevin!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmgenjFNe_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/VVXHbNgFybM/s1600-h/BamaCap.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073338645013691378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmgenjFNe_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/VVXHbNgFybM/s400/BamaCap.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 2. Last week I took the boys to get haircuts at Ms Kim's place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Kim has a side room with a tv and table for eating and playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, needless to say, ol' Jacob got a bit bored while waiting on his turn in the chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looks like he got in touch with his feminine side while playing with Megan's Barbie Lego Blocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the great joys in life is being able to embarrass your kids just a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothin' but love for ya, little buddy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmgenjFNfAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/2U7sir7GoWc/s1600-h/Jacob%27s+Barbie+Lego-building.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073338645013691394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmgenjFNfAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/2U7sir7GoWc/s400/Jacob%27s+Barbie+Lego-building.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for sharing and reading my blog.  Tim Lett&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naalett.com/"&gt;www.NAALett.com&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.planprotectprovide.com/"&gt;www.PlanProtectProvide.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5515623902899396362?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5515623902899396362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5515623902899396362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5515623902899396362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5515623902899396362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/06/bama-hat-barbie-legos-my-friend-chad.html' title='Bama Hat &amp; Barbie Lego&apos;s'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RmgenjFNe_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/VVXHbNgFybM/s72-c/BamaCap.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5152746206043953201</id><published>2007-05-29T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:42:24.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 EBES Awards Day and Graduation</title><content type='html'>Jacob has spent five wonderful years at Eura Brown Elementary School.  This year, he was in 5th grade and called himself a Eura Brown Senior.  Too funny.  Graduation was held last week and now he gets to move on to Gadsden Middle School.  We are anticipating a great year.  Here are some shots from Awards and Graduation Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Jacob &amp; Trey Douthit receive their 100 Point Awards for Accelerated Reader...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRjdwBD5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ShOJDPnTs5c/s1600-h/DSC02595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070016950235631506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRjdwBD5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ShOJDPnTs5c/s400/DSC02595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2.  Are you up there again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRj9wBD6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/5jgMOEu2af4/s1600-h/DSC02597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070016958825566114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRj9wBD6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/5jgMOEu2af4/s400/DSC02597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. The Presidential Award for Academic Excellence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRkNwBD7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/EsC68DlLG0U/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070016963120533426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRkNwBD7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/EsC68DlLG0U/s400/DSC02607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.  The 5th Grade Class on Graduation Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRmtwBD8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/nLX53XPNpz8/s1600-h/DSC02618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070017006070206402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRmtwBD8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/nLX53XPNpz8/s400/DSC02618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5.  Receiving his diploma from Mrs Yother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRndwBD9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cXN7fLdW84Y/s1600-h/DSC02627(1)a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070017018955108306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRndwBD9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cXN7fLdW84Y/s400/DSC02627(1)a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6.  Daphne got a little emotional during the flower ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070018470654054370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxS79wBD-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7YaJir06o0U/s400/DSC02631(1)a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 7.  Jacob and his mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070018474949021682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxS8NwBD_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/0UGJnmYxWL4/s400/DSC02633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8.  Jacob and Conner Jarecki...  See them 11 years ago below.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070018483538956290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxS8twBEAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/37-_qa1K4qk/s400/DSC02634(1)a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9.  See....I told you so...Jacob &amp; Conner as little fellas...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070020618137702450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxU49wBEDI/AAAAAAAAAak/ygxmlh0OtXE/s400/DSC02642(1)a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10. Conner Jarecki, Jacob, Conner Schuerr, Steven Blackstock, Blake Russell, Campbell Partridge...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070018496423858194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxS9dwBEBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/UEMIoexu35o/s400/DSC02636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;11.  Jacob and Ms. Gruver...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070018543668498466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxTANwBECI/AAAAAAAAAac/R7IaGp3FRH8/s400/DSC02637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;12.  The Lett Children and our favorite principal, Mrs Yother...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070021528670769282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxVt9wBEII/AAAAAAAAAbM/L-nvDDFKzKk/s400/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;13.  PawPaw David, Mimi Shirley, &amp; PawPaw Bill made it down for the day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070020626727637058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxU5dwBEEI/AAAAAAAAAas/EMCAzOQbGDg/s400/DSC02645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;14.  A good family shot..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070020673972277330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxU8NwBEFI/AAAAAAAAAa0/QF2eazqphzo/s400/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;15.  Jacob trying to hold down a quickly growing and catching-up little sister....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070020691152146530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxU9NwBEGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/2gCM-PV52iM/s400/DSC02653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;16.  Group shot.....we're outta here!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070020699742081138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxU9twBEHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/NGHH9gXgObM/s400/DSC02664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5152746206043953201?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5152746206043953201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5152746206043953201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5152746206043953201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5152746206043953201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/2007-ebes-awards-day-and-graduation.html' title='2007 EBES Awards Day and Graduation'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxRjdwBD5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ShOJDPnTs5c/s72-c/DSC02595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-8107219361991584416</id><published>2007-05-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:47:59.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a Home-Run Hitter and they're Never Gonna Get'er</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You should have been there to see Anna Claire's daddy go absolutely "red-neck" when she hit that ball and touched 'em all. There was just something about the sound of the bat when it hit this particular ball. It was not your normal bat-ball sound. It was an unusual sound and I knew it was special as soon as contact was made. Oh yeah, I went just a little off-the-chart on this one. Way to go, Anna Claire. Your first homerun, May 21, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Playing left-field with her daddy's glove....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxO7twBD2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/58NjRXr4bMM/s1600-h/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070014068312575842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxO7twBD2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/58NjRXr4bMM/s400/DSC02569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2. The home-run got her the middle-of-the-circle spot for the post-game cheer session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxO8dwBD3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/1itiHnu_Zuw/s1600-h/DSC02573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070014081197477746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxO8dwBD3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/1itiHnu_Zuw/s400/DSC02573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. There is the homerun ball in her hands. We are putting that thing in a cube for keeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxO9dwBD4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/pcv8O4iT88w/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070014098377346946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxO9dwBD4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/pcv8O4iT88w/s400/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.  Go Scorchers!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070025312536957074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxZKNwBEJI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_1g-6woDBdU/s400/DSC02611.JPG" border="0" /&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/32642341-8107219361991584416?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8107219361991584416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=8107219361991584416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8107219361991584416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/8107219361991584416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/shes-home-run-hitter-go-anna-claire.html' title='She&apos;s a Home-Run Hitter and they&apos;re Never Gonna Get&apos;er'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxO7twBD2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/58NjRXr4bMM/s72-c/DSC02569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5126057492124477305</id><published>2007-05-29T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:00:53.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Party Day at Eura Brown - 2007.05.21</title><content type='html'>May 21 was Class Party day at Eura Brown.  Its a great day of fun, games, and food for the kids.  Here are a few shots from their days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.  Micah and friends getting ready for the water balloon toss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxL4NwBDzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/XeMMZk-MpQE/s1600-h/DSC02545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070010709648150322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxL4NwBDzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/XeMMZk-MpQE/s400/DSC02545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2.  Good catch, Micah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxL4twBD0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/NdXSQ_MSblI/s1600-h/DSC02550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070010718238084930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxL4twBD0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/NdXSQ_MSblI/s400/DSC02550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.  Little Cow-girl Abbi Kate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxL5twBD1I/AAAAAAAAAY0/R4837zJSYoc/s1600-h/DSC02552(1)a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070010735417954130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxL5twBD1I/AAAAAAAAAY0/R4837zJSYoc/s400/DSC02552(1)a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4.  Anna Claire enjoying her day... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070009618726457122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK4twBDyI/AAAAAAAAAYc/E0TKFMdgM9U/s400/DSC02544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.  Anna Claire taking a break....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070009610136522514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK4NwBDxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/77dtIfmPqx8/s400/DSC02542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;6.  Daphne and Jacob enjoyed the 5th-grade all-day party at Noccalula Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK0dwBDuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/rBVaYHSk5Lg/s1600-h/DSC02513(1)a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070009545712013026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK0dwBDuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/rBVaYHSk5Lg/s400/DSC02513(1)a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7. Jacob and the guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK29wBDvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/r-k0FobjJT0/s1600-h/DSC02515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070009588661686002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK29wBDvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/r-k0FobjJT0/s400/DSC02515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8.  Jacob receiving the "American Idol" award...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK3twBDwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XYsdHSga5Po/s1600-h/DSC02537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070009601546587906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxK3twBDwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XYsdHSga5Po/s400/DSC02537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9.  Jacob takes a swing in the softball game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJrtwBDpI/AAAAAAAAAXU/bhqI5UJVdGg/s1600-h/DSC02484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070008295876529810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJrtwBDpI/AAAAAAAAAXU/bhqI5UJVdGg/s400/DSC02484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10.  Jacob, Conner, Stephen, and (not sure...will fix later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJttwBDqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6kAP4GHChbA/s1600-h/DSC02504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070008330236268194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJttwBDqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6kAP4GHChbA/s400/DSC02504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 11.  The Class-award winners.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJwNwBDsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/pgltiwaAGkY/s1600-h/DSC02508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070008373185941186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJwNwBDsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/pgltiwaAGkY/s400/DSC02508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12.  Jacob and Campbell Partridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJxdwBDtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QdNZ7mwRZAU/s1600-h/DSC02511(1)a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070008394660777682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxJxdwBDtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QdNZ7mwRZAU/s400/DSC02511(1)a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5126057492124477305?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5126057492124477305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5126057492124477305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5126057492124477305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5126057492124477305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/class-party-day-at-eura-brown-20070521.html' title='Class Party Day at Eura Brown - 2007.05.21'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxL4NwBDzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/XeMMZk-MpQE/s72-c/DSC02545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6774378665592522188</id><published>2007-05-29T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T08:33:27.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's Year-end Strings Concert</title><content type='html'>Jacob has had a great year in 5th Grade.  One of this year's highlights was Strings Class and learning the Cello with Mrs Gardner.  Here are some photos from their year-end concert at Gadsden City High in May 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGe9wBDlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/8QonVXzRFMY/s1600-h/DSC02312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070004778298314322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGe9wBDlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/8QonVXzRFMY/s400/DSC02312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGfdwBDmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dtaKzrw6Ig0/s1600-h/DSC02313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070004786888248930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGfdwBDmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dtaKzrw6Ig0/s400/DSC02313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGf9wBDnI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Bi-MZqpUCU8/s1600-h/DSC02316.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGgdwBDoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Y-h_LMWTh4I/s1600-h/DSC02318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070004804068118146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGgdwBDoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Y-h_LMWTh4I/s400/DSC02318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6774378665592522188?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6774378665592522188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6774378665592522188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6774378665592522188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6774378665592522188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/jacobs-year-end-strings-concert.html' title='Jacob&apos;s Year-end Strings Concert'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxGe9wBDlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/8QonVXzRFMY/s72-c/DSC02312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6107410260632512863</id><published>2007-05-29T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T08:23:02.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip for Micah</title><content type='html'>Micah loves his first grade class and teacher, Mrs Bowman.  Mid-May saw a field trip to the McWane Center in B'ham.  Its a great place for kids to have fun with science and other hands-on learning experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.  Micah in a tractor...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDatwBDhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wDTP9UjsvRY/s1600-h/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070001406748986898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDatwBDhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wDTP9UjsvRY/s400/DSC02263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2.  Micah and Bob-the-Builder... (Can we fix it???  Yes, we can!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDbNwBDiI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Y1Kt10ajg0c/s1600-h/DSC02266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070001415338921506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDbNwBDiI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Y1Kt10ajg0c/s400/DSC02266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3.  Mrs. Bowman's First-Grade Class.  Micah is the tall one in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDb9wBDjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UeI5Ri_KdnU/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070001428223823410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDb9wBDjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UeI5Ri_KdnU/s400/DSC02282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.  Later that day, we had a little Red's Baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDctwBDkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/NAS8gVE_PZI/s1600-h/DSC02369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070001441108725314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDctwBDkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/NAS8gVE_PZI/s400/DSC02369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6107410260632512863?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6107410260632512863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6107410260632512863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6107410260632512863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6107410260632512863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/field-trip-for-micah.html' title='Field Trip for Micah'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlxDatwBDhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wDTP9UjsvRY/s72-c/DSC02263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3101758292045181639</id><published>2007-05-26T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T21:06:12.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Sox Win!  Red Sox Win!</title><content type='html'>May 14 held a great game between the Red Sox and Mets.  It was close all the way...just like it should be.  Jacob played with the Mets and Coach Steve Partridge last year and had a great baseball experience.  So, it was hard to root against the Mets, but I found a friendly way to be on the opposite side of the field.  Jacob had a great game going 2 for 3 and scoring the game-winning run on as bases-loaded hit by teammate Braxton Light.  Here are some shots from that at-bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. At the plate...number 25...Jacob Lett&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB8dwBDbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yer6bZTEXus/s1600-h/DSC02212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069084993872006578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB8dwBDbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yer6bZTEXus/s400/DSC02212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2.  Cool picture...Jacob swings and connects...you can see the ball in the far right side of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB9NwBDcI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Rbbv-grP_2E/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069085006756908482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB9NwBDcI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Rbbv-grP_2E/s400/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3.  On first and ready to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB9dwBDdI/AAAAAAAAAV0/CL0D7kDUxDQ/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069085011051875794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB9dwBDdI/AAAAAAAAAV0/CL0D7kDUxDQ/s400/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.  The winning run is on 3rd in Jacob Lett.  Let's have a little talk with Coach Bill Mayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB99wBDeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mslYaZMVAJg/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069085019641810402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB99wBDeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mslYaZMVAJg/s400/DSC02230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5.  Braxton makes contact and Jacob crosses the plate.  OH YEAH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB-twBDfI/AAAAAAAAAWE/MdCe6I9dPWY/s1600-h/DSC02240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069085032526712306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB-twBDfI/AAAAAAAAAWE/MdCe6I9dPWY/s400/DSC02240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6.  Do you think Jacob's dad was a little proud???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069085315994553858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkCPNwBDgI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Az4ZLpoABtc/s400/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3101758292045181639?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3101758292045181639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3101758292045181639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3101758292045181639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3101758292045181639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/red-sox-win-red-sox-win.html' title='Red Sox Win!  Red Sox Win!'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RlkB8dwBDbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yer6bZTEXus/s72-c/DSC02212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-3499895968601958825</id><published>2007-05-26T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:47:10.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Warriors!!!  6 &amp; Under Champs!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have a little soccer player.  Abbi has taken to the game and it has taken to her.  We are so proud of her Warriors team this year.  They only lost one game in the regular season and tool the tournament by storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Abbi getting ready to kick the ball into play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj-SNwBDXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/uwFYHlT-PhE/s1600-h/DSC02090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069080969487650162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj-SNwBDXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/uwFYHlT-PhE/s400/DSC02090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2.  A little team meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj-SdwBDYI/AAAAAAAAAVM/_ngMq_3HcUU/s1600-h/DSC02124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069080973782617474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj-SdwBDYI/AAAAAAAAAVM/_ngMq_3HcUU/s400/DSC02124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3.  The Warriors with Coach Andy and Coach Scott.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In case you can't tell which one is mine......Abbi is the tall girl in the middle . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The trophy and medals...the thrill of victory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj-S9wBDZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/JcOFWShC8QQ/s1600-h/DSC02164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069080982372552082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj-S9wBDZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/JcOFWShC8QQ/s400/DSC02164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-3499895968601958825?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3499895968601958825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=3499895968601958825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3499895968601958825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/3499895968601958825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/go-warriors-6-under-champs.html' title='Go Warriors!!!  6 &amp; Under Champs!!!'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj-SNwBDXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/uwFYHlT-PhE/s72-c/DSC02090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5307006389005621147</id><published>2007-05-26T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:37:08.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eura Brown Elementary - Field Day 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every May brings the long-awaited Field Day games at Eura Brown Elementary.  Here are just a couple of shots of the fun.  Anna Claire is participating in a throwing contest and Jacob is practicing his hay-hurdling...or maybe just trying to be impressive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj8U9wBDUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/VExIb7N2hUw/s1600-h/DSC02055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069078817709034818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj8U9wBDUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/VExIb7N2hUw/s400/DSC02055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj8WNwBDWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OqapejSe45o/s1600-h/DSC02066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069078839183871330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj8WNwBDWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OqapejSe45o/s400/DSC02066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5307006389005621147?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5307006389005621147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5307006389005621147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5307006389005621147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5307006389005621147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/eura-brown-elementary-field-day-2007.html' title='Eura Brown Elementary - Field Day 2007'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj8U9wBDUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/VExIb7N2hUw/s72-c/DSC02055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-5840452091511374934</id><published>2007-05-26T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:30:47.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Red's Baseball</title><content type='html'>Thought you might enjoy these shots from one of Micah's at-bats during the first week of May '07.  We were playing the DiamondBacks and wore them out.  Here we go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Waiting at the plate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6sdwBDQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HuNM2IiH0Pw/s1600-h/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069077022412705026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6sdwBDQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HuNM2IiH0Pw/s400/DSC02035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The swing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6tNwBDRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/H_jVqSXB_Po/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069077035297606930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6tNwBDRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/H_jVqSXB_Po/s400/DSC02037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.  Now at third base, waiting on Coach Lee to give the "run-home" order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6tdwBDSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Weqx7s858vk/s1600-h/DSC02039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069077039592574242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6tdwBDSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Weqx7s858vk/s400/DSC02039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.  Sliding into home with a cloud of dirt starting to form   ...   cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6t9wBDTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/aE9gjK0uzyw/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069077048182508850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6t9wBDTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/aE9gjK0uzyw/s400/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-5840452091511374934?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5840452091511374934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=5840452091511374934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5840452091511374934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/5840452091511374934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-reds-baseball.html' title='A Little Red&apos;s Baseball'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj6sdwBDQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HuNM2IiH0Pw/s72-c/DSC02035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-7688130153540286000</id><published>2007-05-26T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:22:23.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Mother's Day Treat in Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just before Mother's Day 2007, Abbi's K-5 class studied "manners" and "etiquite".  To show off their skills, they planned an executed a special Mother's Day program followed by a reception.  Here are a few photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.  Abbi standing to sing with her classmates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj4utwBDNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DWXqqlOHcmQ/s1600-h/DSC02042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069074862044155090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj4utwBDNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DWXqqlOHcmQ/s400/DSC02042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2.  Abbi and Mrs. Back, a wonderful teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj4u9wBDOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/VUujZjFRAlU/s1600-h/DSC02048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069074866339122402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj4u9wBDOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/VUujZjFRAlU/s400/DSC02048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3.  Abbi and friend Mallory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj4vdwBDPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/BPxXXyEm2I4/s1600-h/DSC02047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069074874929057010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj4vdwBDPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/BPxXXyEm2I4/s400/DSC02047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-7688130153540286000?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7688130153540286000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=7688130153540286000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7688130153540286000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/7688130153540286000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/special-mothers-day-treat-in.html' title='A Special Mother&apos;s Day Treat in Kindergarten'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rlj4utwBDNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DWXqqlOHcmQ/s72-c/DSC02042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32642341.post-6554204966739659969</id><published>2007-05-03T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:07:50.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Like the Lord - CrossPoint Kidz Choir</title><content type='html'>For our Spring 2007 Musical Production, the CrossPoint Kidz Choir presented "Who is Like the Lord" on Sunday, April 29, 2007.  It was a great night with the kids doing a great job.  Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pic 1. The CrossPoint Kidz Choir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmkoNQkMBI/AAAAAAAAATc/8PNwdu1Qafw/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060256666988326930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmkoNQkMBI/AAAAAAAAATc/8PNwdu1Qafw/s320/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Pic 2.  Anna Claire, Abbi, and Hannah Elise (their cousin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rjmko9QkMDI/AAAAAAAAATs/6_8rh4uij3Y/s1600-h/DSC01917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060256679873228850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/Rjmko9QkMDI/AAAAAAAAATs/6_8rh4uij3Y/s320/DSC01917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 3.  Resting before the performance...Anna Claire, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie Grace Stafford, Natalie &amp; Tommie Goggans IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjcNQkL8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/edhi90SZDH4/s1600-h/DSC01895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060255361318268866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjcNQkL8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/edhi90SZDH4/s320/DSC01895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 4.  The Three Amigos...Landon, Micah, &amp; Cy...with George Edward..."HEY G.E.".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjcdQkL9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/GE_5ZY_8mR0/s1600-h/DSC01897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060255365613236178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjcdQkL9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/GE_5ZY_8mR0/s320/DSC01897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 5. Mr Taylor, played by Tommie Goggans, and Jake, played by Jacob Lett, have a discussion during a scene concerning an upcoming history project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjctQkL-I/AAAAAAAAATE/4_6_fOkQ4PU/s1600-h/DSC01899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060255369908203490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjctQkL-I/AAAAAAAAATE/4_6_fOkQ4PU/s320/DSC01899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 6. Jacob steps to the mic for his solo, "I'm Not Ashamed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjctQkL_I/AAAAAAAAATM/ear-Jn-euTo/s1600-h/DSC01902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060255369908203506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjctQkL_I/AAAAAAAAATM/ear-Jn-euTo/s320/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic 7.  Sing it kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjdNQkMAI/AAAAAAAAATU/7lsFerH7Yzk/s1600-h/DSC01904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060255378498138114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmjdNQkMAI/AAAAAAAAATU/7lsFerH7Yzk/s320/DSC01904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 8.  Choir and workers......&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I worked with Kidz Choir this year....and no, there were no injuries......really....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060256671283294242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmkodQkMCI/AAAAAAAAATk/F0iasTdzET0/s320/DSC01915.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32642341-6554204966739659969?l=timlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6554204966739659969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32642341&amp;postID=6554204966739659969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6554204966739659969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32642341/posts/default/6554204966739659969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timlett.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-is-like-lord-crosspoint-kidz-choir.html' title='Who is Like the Lord - CrossPoint Kidz Choir'/><author><name>Tim Lett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08923574348736333429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/SZn6DxjBW9I/AAAAAAAABcE/i2ZuSb91gns/S220/n613552712_1362509_3568.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_le7HKNt-Jos/RjmkoNQkMBI/AAAAAAAAATc/8PNwdu1Qafw/s72-c/DSC01906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
