<?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-8747936356253004399</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:22:41.823-04:00</updated><category term='Turkeys'/><category term='mornings'/><category term='Bailey'/><category term='Thimble thoughts'/><category term='field trip'/><category term='school'/><category term='cookout'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='Carowinds'/><category term='Clint'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='Teacher Academy'/><category term='job'/><category term='Cassie'/><category term='family'/><category term='K'/><category term='the kids'/><category term='1st post'/><category term='Puerto Rico'/><category term='afternoons'/><category term='follower'/><category term='Taylor'/><category term='kids'/><category term='blog anniversary'/><title type='text'>A Hoppin' Place to Be</title><subtitle type='html'>Thanks for hoppin' over. Feel free to hop around and don't forget to leave me a comment.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-5037780410265992191</id><published>2009-01-16T16:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:39:42.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>Woo! Wee! It's Friday!&lt;br /&gt;*Cassie has cheer practice tonight. Her team is getting ready for a two day competition they will have this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;*Callie has basketball practice tonight. She has a game tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;*Clint's going to a wrestling match at the high school with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;*I want some Mexican food tonight!!!(hope we go to my fave)&lt;br /&gt;*We are all off for MLK...I will be doing homework for grad school. (I think this semester will be better.) The girls are going to my nieces for an annual shopping/eating/sleepover that she does for them for their birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;*Tuesday I am taking Clint to tour Clemson. We still haven't heard about his other applications yet.&lt;br /&gt;*Wednesday is a mandatory workday for me. (I never get anything done on those days.)&lt;br /&gt;*Cassie has been having hip pain related to her scoliosis. She has just recently been seeing a chiropractor. Her curvature has increased from 22 degrees to 26. Pray that she will see results from this treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that is all of the &lt;strong&gt;STUFF&lt;/strong&gt; I need to update you on for now.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-5037780410265992191?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5037780410265992191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=5037780410265992191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/5037780410265992191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/5037780410265992191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-5574096415350157</id><published>2008-12-23T20:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:08:45.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just a brief update:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I made an A in both of my classes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WooHoo&lt;/span&gt;! No Grad school until January 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Clint applied to Clemson and heard back from them in 3 weeks. He was accepted, and they offered him $56,000 (14,000 per year)! Although, they are not his 1st choice. Remember the Park Scholarship that I told you about in the last post...he didn't get it. They had 1200 nominees, and they only pick 50. But, God has something else in store. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Callie sang a solo in the Christmas program at church, and it was BEAUTIFUL! Thanks Mrs. Kristi and Mrs. Carolyn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Cassie's cheer team competed in Greensboro last week, and they came in 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Terry's job will most likely hold out until March 31st! Keep praying!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*We are enjoying being at home and wish all of you a Merry Christmas.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg294/wafpaf/glitter/christmas/christmas13.gif" border="0" alt="glitter graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/" target="new"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Myspace&lt;/span&gt; Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/holidays/christmas/" target="new"&gt;Christmas Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMzAwODQ*NDk*NjUmcHQ9MTIzMDA4NDQ3MTc*NyZwPTM2MzYxJmQ9d2FmJTJEZ2xpdHRlciZnPTEmdD*mbz**NTY3ODExZDE5Yzg*MzI5OTNmODk2ZWY4YWI4MjI3Zg==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-5574096415350157?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5574096415350157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=5574096415350157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/5574096415350157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/5574096415350157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-and-merry-christmas.html' title='Update and Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-551423552173482000</id><published>2008-11-15T11:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:30:48.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am alive!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I bet you have all been wondering if I was alive or not....well I am happy to report that I do have a pulse! Graduate school is KILLING ME! Here are a few quick updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Clint took his turkey (Lynard) to the NC State fair in October and placed 6 out of 15 in his class. He just got a check in the mail for $35 from where they auctioned Lynard after the show. Poor Lynard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935644913715058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SR8FDZN5x3I/AAAAAAAAAxA/rAazxNOcAeo/s320/Clint+with+Lynard,+and+pics+of+PONCHO+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Clint posing with Lynard before they are off to the NC State Fair. Lynard is camera shy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Callie tried out for the NC Elementary Honors Chorus and made it. There were only 20 from Cleveland County and 160 from all of NC. Their rehearsals and performance were last weekend in Winston Salem. It was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935662092537250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SR8FEZNpzaI/AAAAAAAAAxY/oo2zn6qlDv8/s320/100_1267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Can you find Callie in the picture?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268939494843363106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SR8IjfUqLyI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hno8tPt60Lg/s320/100_1258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My little singer!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Cassie's 1st Cheer Competition was last weekend in Raleigh. They won 1st in their division. Go Force!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935646795419458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SR8FDgOiT0I/AAAAAAAAAxI/Vy9o4ZYOTfQ/s320/Cassie+Shelby+Force+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cassie after her competition at Dorton Arena in Raleigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Terry's plant is closing December 31st. He has worked there for almost 21 years. We are scared but know the Lord is in control. PRAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I am in a Masters program through ASU that meets in Hickory , and so far I am making A's. It is sooooo hard, and I cry a lot. But God's in control of that too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Clint was nominated by his high school as a Park Scholarship recipient (full ride to NC State!). Each high school can choose up to 2 and they only chose Clint this year. He has completed his application and all the necessary requirements. They only choose 50 for the scholarship out of all their nominees...we are praying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*We toured NC State on Monday...unfortunately, I think Clint liked it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935665498086354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SR8FEl5mW9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/3FyKIpVgib4/s320/100_1275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Clint outside of the 1911 Building at NC State.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Clint has applied to NC State, UNCC, and I think he is going to apply to Clemson. I'm thinking Cleveland Community here we come!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Cassie and Callie made straight A's on their 1st report card, and Clint made A's and a B (in Honors Biology II). Way to go kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that is about all to report at this time. I have been overwhelmed with my responsibilities at work and grad school. I can't wait for Christmas break so I can breathe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-551423552173482000?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/551423552173482000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=551423552173482000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/551423552173482000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/551423552173482000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-alive.html' title='I am alive!!!!!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SR8FDZN5x3I/AAAAAAAAAxA/rAazxNOcAeo/s72-c/Clint+with+Lynard,+and+pics+of+PONCHO+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-1857397834941021664</id><published>2008-08-11T23:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:17:33.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kids'/><title type='text'>Blah!</title><content type='html'>I have been in a blah mood lately. I guess I always get this way when its about time for school to start back. Don't get me wrong I love my job, and I do miss it in the summer. But each year when it gets about this time, I get frustrated with myself that I didn't do as much summer planning as I had liked to and that I didn't do as much in my house as I should. Yes, I'll admit I have been LAZY! But I keep telling myself, in 2 weeks I will be so busy that I will only be able to dream about being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;A week from today, I go back to work full steam ahead with meetings and getting my room ready. On the following Monday, the kids start back to school. Then on Tuesday the 26th, I start graduate school. Not to mention all that Clint, Cassie, and Callie will be doing outside of school.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Clint and Callie, they are leaving in the morning with Mrs. Janet and her crew to spend the next 5 days in Pigeon Forge/Sevierville. Mrs. Janet is in desperate need of a vacation, and she thought it would be a good idea to let 2 of her children take 2 of mine as companions. I am a little jealous! She also invited Cassie, but she has her last week of drivers ed. training this week. Also, Cassie has a weekend babysit gig lined up that she is ecstatic about. That girl loves to babysit!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of babysitting, Callie has been dying to have K come over for a play date. So, Marla let us get her this afternoon at about 5. They played baby dolls, dress-up, and kitchen. She also had supper with us. We bathed her and took her home around 8:30. You know what that crazy young'un wanted to do when we got her home? She wanted to take another bath. I guess because the rest of her bunch were in the middle of getting their baths when we got to Marla's. Callie really enjoyed having K over and can't wait to do it again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Callie dressed K in a Christmas dress and cowboy boots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233477935508485554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SKEMdEXT9bI/AAAAAAAAAww/vuTsr61zbxY/s320/100E0893%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;K posing with her babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233477919576664066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SKEMcJA3qAI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Y3j9lSpAyuk/s320/100_0892%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-1857397834941021664?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1857397834941021664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=1857397834941021664' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1857397834941021664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1857397834941021664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/08/blah.html' title='Blah!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SKEMdEXT9bI/AAAAAAAAAww/vuTsr61zbxY/s72-c/100E0893%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-847828631913982450</id><published>2008-08-06T08:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:17:30.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SJmhLg67azI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qOhKsmWZJMg/s1600-h/100_0843[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231389661355273010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SJmhLg67azI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qOhKsmWZJMg/s320/100_0843%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SJmhL9g0BPI/AAAAAAAAAwY/gFXlkmiSfIQ/s1600-h/100_0842[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terry found this conch shell while he was playing with the kids in the ocean. Ain't it purdy? We've never found a shell this nice at the beach. They also found tons of hermit crabs. (no pics of those though) We kept the shell while we were at the ocean that day, but Terry made us throw it back before we left because he didn't want the animal inside of it to die. I thought it would have been a great souvenir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SJmhMM5F0dI/AAAAAAAAAwg/fjhPTeuoxRg/s1600-h/100_0847[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&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/8747936356253004399-847828631913982450?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/847828631913982450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=847828631913982450' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/847828631913982450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/847828631913982450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/08/lookie-here.html' title='Lookie here!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SJmhLg67azI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qOhKsmWZJMg/s72-c/100_0843%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-7823883069791012175</id><published>2008-08-05T08:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T08:25:27.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Moustache Monday</title><content type='html'>It is taking me a while to catch on to this blogger thing. I am learning that a faithful blogger carries a camera at all times. Yesterday I needed one when the kids and I went to lunch. I had a busy day of running them from one place to another so, we decided to eat a quick lunch at Pizza Inn. Well they are celebrating 50 years in business, and they are trying to spice things up a bit. Yesterday just happened to be Moustache Monday. They gave everybody in the restaurant a sticker moustache to wear while they were eating. If you wore it, you got a dollar off your meal. Well of course I made my crew wear them, that was a $4 savings! We giggled all the way through lunch. What I couldn't understand was why none of the other customers would wear them. Everyone kept staring at us, which made us giggle even more. We had a good time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-7823883069791012175?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7823883069791012175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=7823883069791012175' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/7823883069791012175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/7823883069791012175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/08/moustache-monday.html' title='Moustache Monday'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-3616532020423960239</id><published>2008-07-27T17:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:24:03.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you see what I see?</title><content type='html'>We just got back from the ocean and for the most part we are all fried! Look at this pic of Callie... do you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SIzld-T_6LI/AAAAAAAAAwA/r7MLLuZnxUw/s1600-h/100_0828[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227805570576148658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SIzld-T_6LI/AAAAAAAAAwA/r7MLLuZnxUw/s320/100_0828%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a white trail all around the outer edges of her face where she applied her sunscreen. Apparently, she didn't get it rubbed around her whole face. It is hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are Cassie, Leanna, and Abby doing what they like best, cruisin' and cheesin' on the back of the golf cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227806632155380034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SIzmbxANeUI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7S2IjFqeupo/s320/100_0815%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hope you all had a super Sunday. We sure did miss our church people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8747936356253004399-3616532020423960239?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3616532020423960239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=3616532020423960239' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/3616532020423960239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/3616532020423960239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-see-what-i-see.html' title='Do you see what I see?'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SIzld-T_6LI/AAAAAAAAAwA/r7MLLuZnxUw/s72-c/100_0828%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-983146028314158536</id><published>2008-07-26T16:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:53:10.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Here!</title><content type='html'>Well, we made it! And I was wrong I do have Internet access. I am apparently bumming off of somebody else's connection. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Don't tell nobody!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, we arrived at about 11:30, checked in, unloaded, and went to check out our friend's place. Then Marla, Leanna, and I went to Wal-Mart for groceries. Now we are all set, for a few days anyway. You know how excited I was to see Clint? Well, He asked if him and Cory could stay with a friend of theirs tonight. Kids! Well have a super Saturday. I will keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-983146028314158536?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/983146028314158536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=983146028314158536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/983146028314158536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/983146028314158536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-here.html' title='We&apos;re Here!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-519489983635353262</id><published>2008-07-25T21:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:17:38.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SIqIubSVnlI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vnlXjzNcoK0/s1600-h/ist2_2231738-packed-for-the-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227140648696913490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SIqIubSVnlI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vnlXjzNcoK0/s320/ist2_2231738-packed-for-the-beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the car is packed and we are ready to go. We will be leaving at 6 am tomorrow morning for a week of fun in the sun. I don't know how much Internet access I will have, so don't expect much out of a Hoppin' Place to Be until we get back. I am looking forward to seeing Clint &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(He's already at the beach with a friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, I have only seen him 19 hours (most of that time he was asleep) out of the past 14 days. We are going to miss Bailey while we are gone, but she's in good hands with our friend Hannah. Sorry Bay Bay we will make it up to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all looking forward to spending some time with some good friends of ours from church also.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-519489983635353262?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/519489983635353262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=519489983635353262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/519489983635353262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/519489983635353262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/beach-bound.html' title='Beach Bound'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SIqIubSVnlI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vnlXjzNcoK0/s72-c/ist2_2231738-packed-for-the-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-5952265578352894871</id><published>2008-07-24T11:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:34:28.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog anniversary'/><title type='text'>Blogiversary</title><content type='html'>Happy Blogiversary to me, &lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogiversary to me, &lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogiversary to me-e, &lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogiversary to me! &lt;br /&gt;It's my 1 month Blogiversary today. No gifts, please! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-5952265578352894871?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5952265578352894871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=5952265578352894871' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/5952265578352894871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/5952265578352894871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogiversary.html' title='Blogiversary'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-4294335613934877024</id><published>2008-07-24T08:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:03:55.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puerto Rico'/><title type='text'>Appointments and Packing</title><content type='html'>I bet you all have been wondering where I have been. Well, I could blame it on being extremely busy, but the truth is I have been mostly LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...Friday the kids came home from PR. After we picked them up at the airport, we went to the Cracker Barrel and ate some good ole American cookin'. By the time we got finished and made it home, it was 10:00 and we were exhausted. I started washing Clint's clothes as soon as we walked in the door because he was going to be leaving for the beach with a good buddy of his less than 24 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I continued washing clothes, helped Clint get repacked, and uploaded Cassie's PR pics to Walgreen's so that I could get them developed. She took 213 pictures, I was so proud of her! You can view a slide show of some of them at &lt;a href="http://http://cassiescorner07.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cassie's Corner &lt;/a&gt;. Callie went to play and spend the night with a friend on Saturday, and that afternoon Clint went to his friend's to leave for the beach. That left Cassie as an only child. That evening we went to Walgreen's to pick up the pics I had sent via Internet, and Cassie wanted to go to Ham's for cheese fries and a cheesy chicken sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went to church, of course. We had two wonderful, spirit-filled services. God is blessing in our church family, and I am glad I am able to witness it. Our teens testified about the PR trip, and many others testified about miracles that are happening in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I substitute taught for a friend of mine at this summer enrichment program I told you about in an earlier post. Also, Terry turned 52! The girls made him cards, and I cooked him a good meal. He wants a new pair on tennis shoes, and that is something I can't go out and buy him. So, he is going to buy his own gift. After we ate and cleaned up the dishes, Cassie had cheer practice.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, Cassie was dying to get the new Miley Cirus cd. She purposely saved some of her PR spending money so that she could buy it. So, the girls and I went to Wal-Mart so that she could purchase it. Then, we went to Chick-fil-A for lunch. Next, I had a hair appointment. Later that evening Cassie had cheer practice again. After cheer practice, she went to spend the night with Taylor from &lt;a href="http://taylorsblog07.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taylor's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, Callie and I were truly LAZY! We laid around in our pjs all day and watched the tube. We were still in our pjs when Terry got home from work! That evening we went to church, and again we had a tremendous service. A man that was sitting behind me got saved!&lt;br /&gt;Well today, Cassie has a dentist appointment and an orthodontist appointment. Sometime today we have got to start packing for the beach. We are leaving early Saturday morning for a week. When we get there, Clint and his friend will meet up with us, and his friend's parents will be going home. There will also be some good friends of ours from church staying at the same place as us.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe I have caught you up. Hope you have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-4294335613934877024?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4294335613934877024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=4294335613934877024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/4294335613934877024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/4294335613934877024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/appointments-and-packing.html' title='Appointments and Packing'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-3344373135275902969</id><published>2008-07-21T22:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:10:36.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 quirky things about me</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Susan from &lt;a href="http://boogersinthewoodpile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boogers in the Woodpile&lt;/a&gt; to do a Meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1) Link to the person who tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;2) Mention the rules.&lt;br /&gt;3) Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about myself.&lt;br /&gt;4) Tag 6 other blogger´s by linking to them.&lt;br /&gt;5) Go to each person’s blog and leave a comment that lets them know they’ve been tagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I ain't good at stuff like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have this thing about flesh touching flesh. I don't like for my skin to touch my skin or anyone else's skin to touch mine for that matter. I know this is strange, and I am dealing with it. I know what you're thinkng...how in the world did she manage to have 3 kids? Honestly, I don't know!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to eat meat, but I don't like to handle it. The more I handle it the less likely I am going to eat it. And oh yeah, I hate the words meat, pork, etc. I didn't eat any meat when I was pregnant with my girls. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most nights I don't sleep in the same place all night. For example, if I start out in the bed I move to the couch, lounger, love seat, or even one of the kids beds during the night. Sometimes I move more than once. Maybe its related to the flesh thing I mentioned earlier, who knows. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 foods I totally despise are mayonaise and eggs. However, I can eat them hidden in certain dishes. The strange thing is my family says I make fabulous deviled eggs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't sleep with rings, watches, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, etc. on my body, including my wedding ring. I know by now you are probably thinking...my goodness its a miracle this poor girl ever sleeps!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I smell everything. I am not going to elaborate on this one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who I am tagging: (I broke the rules, I am only tagging 2)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kim from &lt;a href="http://sparklerforlord.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimberly's Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cassie from &lt;a href="http://cassiescorner07.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cassie's Corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-3344373135275902969?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3344373135275902969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=3344373135275902969' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/3344373135275902969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/3344373135275902969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/6-quirky-things-about-me.html' title='6 quirky things about me'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-547063127473075160</id><published>2008-07-18T22:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:25:23.222-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thimble thoughts'/><title type='text'>I Took the Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.montessorimom.com/?utm_source=mother%2Bhen%2Bquiz&amp;utm_medium=quiz&amp;utm_campaign=mother%2Bhen%2Bquiz "&gt; &lt;img src="http://montessorimom.com/soccer.gif" width=300 height=200 border=0&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://montessorimom.com/what-type-mother-hen-are-you/"&gt; What type of Mother Hen Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.montessorimom.com/?utm_source=mother%2Bhen%2Bquiz&amp;utm_medium=quiz&amp;utm_campaign=mother%2Bhen%2Bquiz "&gt;Montessorimom.com: Educational Resource&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this quiz mentioned on &lt;a href="http://thimblethoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thimble Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; and decided to try it out. Boy, did it hit the nail on the head. Why don't you give it a try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my babies are home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/234/684B27C9D3D586E527C6BD797263E293.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-547063127473075160?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/547063127473075160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=547063127473075160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/547063127473075160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/547063127473075160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-took-test.html' title='I Took the Test'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-8662440694731092093</id><published>2008-07-18T08:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:21:19.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher Academy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassie'/><title type='text'>Boy Am I Tired!</title><content type='html'>I got back from my Teacher Academy yesterday around 2:00, but I was so tired that I crashed on the couch at about 4:00 and didn't hardly move until 9:00! I learned a lot, ate a lot, laughed a lot, and got excited about science for my classroom. We had a full agenda of classes, mostly working with other teachers on our grade level across the state. They fed us every 2 hours, and I bet I gained 10 pounds. The fourth grade content was electricity and magnetism, which is the physical science strand of science for 4th grade in NC. We did lots of exploring both concepts and how they are related. I brought home a huge box of items and ideas to use in my classroom and share with my team at school. Over the next 2 years, they plan to have an earth science component and a life science component which will cover the other strands of science that I teach. They also expressed they would love for the same schools/representatives to return for both strands. They even said they would accept us 1st. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Callie was excited about me being home. I'm sure it wasn't because she wanted to see the surprises I had bought her! Terry was pretty happy too, although I didn't get him a surprise. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'll leave it at that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! Hoo! Clint and Cassie are coming home today! I am soooo ready to see them young'uns. Terry, Callie, and I are going to meet them at the airport this evening. I can't wait to see Cassie's pics. We will be in a hurry to get Clint's clothes washed, because he is going to the beach for a week with a friend on Sunday morning. We will be meeting him and his friend at the beach in a week, and they will be staying with us for the week.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Callie and I are going to a local church where a summer enrichment program is being held for struggling students in our city. The program is sponsored by the church and local businesses, but it is ran by our school board and my principal. One of my friends/team members is teaching at the program and needs a substitute on Monday. She has asked me to sub for her, and I am going to check out the facilities and meet the kids. After that, we are going to see Space Chimps at the movies with that same friend and her daughter&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. (That will help us pass some time until its time to get Clint and Cassie  from the airport.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a fantastic Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-8662440694731092093?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8662440694731092093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=8662440694731092093' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8662440694731092093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8662440694731092093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-am-i-tired.html' title='Boy Am I Tired!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-448414471591952358</id><published>2008-07-12T13:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:45:56.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puerto Rico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kids'/><title type='text'>Playing Catch-up</title><content type='html'>I have been a bad blogger lately. On Monday, I went on a little retreat with the ladies on my grade level. One of our teachers retired after 33 years, and we wanted a time to fellowship and relax with her. I am going to miss her. She brings so much to our grade level. We call her Miss Hospitality because she never forgets a birthday, anniversary, or any other occasion. Another lady on our grade level has a family member that has a house in Seven Devils, NC, and she offered it to us for free! I didn't take pics, but it was beautiful. We watched movies, slept late, played cards, pigged out at Daniel Boone Inn Restaurant, and laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I returned home on Wednesday and scrambled around trying to get all the last minute items for Clint and Cassie's trip to Puerto Rico. Then, I spent most of the day Thursday packing Clint for PR because he had to work all day, and then he had banjo practice. Thursday evening we went to the church to weigh in their luggage and have one last meeting. Following the meeting, we took the kids to eat at Fatz. Clint let Cassie choose where we ate because he figured it would be her last meal for a while considering she's such a picky eater. Wasn't that sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;Early Friday morning, Callie, Bailey, and myself took Clint and Cassie to the church for their long awaited trip. (I have pics but they are on the camera that is in PR right now!) After their departure, a friend of Callie's came home with us for the day. I took the girls to Mickey D's for lunch and to the movies to see the American Girl movie. (good movie) After the movie, I realized that I had locked my keys in my car. I guess I was being punished for smuggling Dollar Tree candy into the theatre!! My mom went to my house to get my extra key, and by the time she brought it to us it was time for Callie's friend to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Callie was invited to a birthday party last night, also. I decided to stay with her at the party since Terry was cutting grass at home, and I had been on the verge of tears all day due to sending my older kids to a foreign place. I figured if I stay it would keep my mind occupied. The party girl's parents had rented a huge water slide for the kids to play on. They had a ball. Except...when Callie blacked her own eye with her own knee! (I would show you a pic except both of my cameras are in PR.)&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am gathering my things for a trip I am taking to Hickory. My school was selected to attend the NC Teacher Academy for Science, so they are sending 1 teacher per grade level, and I was chosen for 4th. It is an all expense paid trip, and I will also be getting a stipend. I will be there from Sunday evening until Thursday afternoon. I have mixed emotions about going. I want to go and learn, but I want to be here with Callie too. Pray for me, I am having my own little pity party this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I have caught all 3 of my readers up!! Callie is begging to go swimming , so I think we will go to my mom's for a dip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-448414471591952358?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/448414471591952358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=448414471591952358' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/448414471591952358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/448414471591952358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch-up'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-2328915091904944262</id><published>2008-07-05T20:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:52:08.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Why a public school teacher?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men; Knowing that of the Lord ye shall receive the reward of the inheritance: for ye serve the Lord Christ. Colossians 3:23-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;This verse brings to mind the reason I am a public school teacher. People often ask me why I spend so much time working at school and working on school especially since the pay is not much. The truth is my mind never truly stops thinking about the children I am serving. To me, school is my mission field. Currently, I teach 4th grade, and I know this is where God wants me to be. I believe that, even in a public school, children should feel safe, loved, and successful. Teaching reading, writing, and arithmetic is not all I do as their teacher. God has given me the opportunity and responsibility to act as their mother, nurse, and counselor while they're in my care. And while the state puts pressure and mandates on what these kids should know, their basic needs, beginning with love, are the most important things to me. Many of these same kids attend our bus church, and although I don't work in the bus church, I am blessed that people I know, love, and fellowship with are also getting a chance to impact their lives. Its not very often that the parents of these children say thanks or give you a pat on the back. However, my work is not in vain. That look a kid has when he/she gets it, or that hug he/she gives, and when a kid sits with you at recess just because he/she can, or even that note a student writes to you when you have not had a good day is reward enough for me. I thank God for the opportunities he gives me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-2328915091904944262?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2328915091904944262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=2328915091904944262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2328915091904944262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2328915091904944262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-whatsoever-ye-do-do-it-heartily-as.html' title='Why a public school teacher?'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-8141145082568533652</id><published>2008-07-05T11:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:17:28.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>Another Party</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we were invited to attend a reception/4th party for Terry's cousin and his new bride. The man had been a widower since his 1st wife died several years ago. He has 3 grown children, several grandchildren, and 3 brothers with grown children and grandchildren, too. His mother and Terry's mother are sisters (Terry's mom past away 5 years ago). There were 11 brothers and sisters in Terry's mom's family, and they remained very close. With all that family, not to mention the bride's side and friends too, you can imagine how many people were at this party! It was a huge shindig! It started at noon and lasted until midnight. We decided to get there at about 3:30, because we wanted to stay for the fireworks. When we arrived they had several things going on. There was karaoke, a dance floor, swimming in the amazing pool, games with prizes, jumping in the inflatable moon bounce, hamburgers and hot dogs, drinks, hors d’oeuvres, and an ice cream bar. The kids swam for a while. Later, there was roast beef and turkey croissants for supper with fruit, desserts, a mashed potato/sweet potato bar, and crackers with all kinds of spreads and cheeses. Needless to say, we ate and ate and ate! They also had a band that night and a beautiful fireworks display. The kids spent most of their time swimming and eating. Cassie and Callie kept getting out of the pool and jumping in the moon bounce and then getting back into the pool. It rained quite a bit while we were there, but it didn't stop us from having a good time. As we pulled out of the driveway, Terry told the kids,"This is how the other half lives." I'm glad we're not the other half, because I would be as big as a barn! Hope you had a good 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clint and his friend, Cory, cooling off in the pool.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554156467938466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-U2dYvZKI/AAAAAAAAANM/s2sScnONhgE/s320/100_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This table was filled with all kinds of candy for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554161184005842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-U2u9I3tI/AAAAAAAAANU/-0HBDCCOz3I/s320/100_0533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was the ice cream sundae bar. I think Cassie and Callie visited it 4 or 5 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-U27kxNfI/AAAAAAAAANc/yASS_7G1U74/s1600-h/100_0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554164571452914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-U27kxNfI/AAAAAAAAANc/yASS_7G1U74/s320/100_0536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A dessert table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554173869061378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-U3eNfdQI/AAAAAAAAANk/05Ftk9iljsM/s320/100_0537.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The prize table for the game winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554176231852642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-U3nA0ymI/AAAAAAAAANs/-Da5Vo009RA/s320/100_0542.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Terry's cousin has a music room and these are just a few of the instruments that were in it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554931482031362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-Vjkif9QI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PL9e7Nnx_PA/s320/100_0538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554939434550034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-VkCKhwxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/exdvKCilRQU/s320/100_0539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls swam almost all day and night. This was taken after the fireworks. They are swimming with one of their cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219554927058228242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-VjUDyFBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fuLkU7i3xwE/s320/100_0544.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/8747936356253004399-8141145082568533652?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8141145082568533652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=8141145082568533652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8141145082568533652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8141145082568533652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-party.html' title='Another Party'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG-U2dYvZKI/AAAAAAAAANM/s2sScnONhgE/s72-c/100_0527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-7512139860819071985</id><published>2008-07-04T10:02:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:13:40.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Myspace Comments - 4th of July - Independance Day Comments for Myspace" href="http://www.skize.com/myspace-comments/4th-july/" alt="Myspace Comments - 4th of July - Independance Day Comments for Myspace"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace Comments - 4th of July - Independance Day Comments for Myspace" src="http://www.skize.com/myspace-comments/4th-july/img/4th-of-July-04.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTUxODQyNTM2MTMmcHQ9MTIxNTE4NDI3MzgwMiZwPTE5NTEyMSZkPSZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we went to my sister's house for a little cookout that she hosts annually. Usually we don't know many people there, but we always have a good time. My brother-in-law cooked hamburgers, hot dogs, and fish, and my sister had all kinds of goodies to go with it. The local mall fireworks show was last night too, and both of my sisters and my momma live right behind the mall. That gives us a great place to view the fireworks, without having to fight the traffic and crowd. Here are some pics from the cookout and a few of the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Terry chowing down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219165531541292626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="303" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG4zZgt7RlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NiTDEDt6XgA/s320/100_0485.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My sister, Jaime, the hostess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219165558502598162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="311" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG4zbFKAJhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/m4qbeesovks/s320/100_0503.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My momma&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219165542713830530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG4zaKVqrII/AAAAAAAAAL8/L9b4lJM-d4A/s320/100_0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My other sister, Melanie&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219165545620305890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG4zaVKn9-I/AAAAAAAAAME/URhV21gnP7E/s320/100_0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Clint and his best buddy, Cory, feeding their faces!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219165550286265202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG4zamjE23I/AAAAAAAAAMM/vNJSwXq5JQ8/s320/100_0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Callie being careful with her sparkler&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219169901142790082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG43X2wGz8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Fur7BDQYbX4/s320/100_0497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cassie waiting for the fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219169906770440722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG43YLt18hI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qJn4zPxDP5g/s320/100_0504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219169913085462386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG43YjPdh3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/YBdhRbz8z_s/s320/100_0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219169917962429282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG43Y1aOI2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ubhazeCvA4U/s320/100_0518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219174896636816050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG476oasarI/AAAAAAAAANE/Xf-TVUWh_qM/s320/100_0519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today we are going to a wedding reception/4th party. Terry's cousin got married yesterday, and he is having his celebration today. Lots of Terry's family will be there. We missed the annual family reunion in April because Callie had shingles, so this will be like a reunion for us. Have fun today and be safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-7512139860819071985?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7512139860819071985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=7512139860819071985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/7512139860819071985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/7512139860819071985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SG4zZgt7RlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NiTDEDt6XgA/s72-c/100_0485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-2800943579688498790</id><published>2008-07-02T22:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:33:17.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping and Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was not very eventful. The kids and I rode to the outlets to do a little shopping for their mission trip to Puerto Rico. Clint only ended up working half of a day, so he went too. During this trip, Clint actually got more than Cassie, which is very unusual. Usually he can't find anything he likes. He has crazy ideas about what he thinks looks good, not to mention he is color blind. Things we think look really nice, totally repulse him. Even though he is hard to please, I would have to say, he sure is a good-looking fellow &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(He is mine though!)&lt;/span&gt; . By the time we got home, it was time for Cassie to be at orchestra practice at church. Speaking of church, our associate pastor preached a good message about relying on God. After church, the girls brought a friend home to spend the night. Boy, are they loud! As of now, we have no plans for tomorrow other than Clint and Terry are working.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; (Poor thangs!)&lt;/span&gt; Oh, you want to see a picture of my handsome son? I'm glad you asked. I just happened to have a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clint at the music store inside of Dollywood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGw8_3E1v1I/AAAAAAAAALs/2oMXon4FzW4/s1600-h/100_0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613136029237074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGw8_3E1v1I/AAAAAAAAALs/2oMXon4FzW4/s320/100_0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clint and Cassie at this year's SIGMA Banquet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGw7iTJbPaI/AAAAAAAAALc/alPsJTwzkAQ/s1600-h/100_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611528656960930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGw7iTJbPaI/AAAAAAAAALc/alPsJTwzkAQ/s320/100_0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clint with his banjo, have I ever told you that he's a fine banjo picker?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGw7iqLPGvI/AAAAAAAAALk/kez16h0sDp4/s1600-h/clint+banjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611534838569714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGw7iqLPGvI/AAAAAAAAALk/kez16h0sDp4/s320/clint+banjo.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/8747936356253004399-2800943579688498790?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2800943579688498790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=2800943579688498790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2800943579688498790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2800943579688498790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/shopping-and-church.html' title='Shopping and Church'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGw8_3E1v1I/AAAAAAAAALs/2oMXon4FzW4/s72-c/100_0164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-145467301084434022</id><published>2008-07-01T08:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:59:22.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boomerang Bay</title><content type='html'>Callie has been sick ever since she came back from camp. She is still hacking up a lung today, but both of the girls want to go to Boomerang Bay at Carowinds for the day. We have season passes and haven't used them much, so I think we will go today. Poor Clint and Terry are working today. Too bad, we will miss them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-145467301084434022?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/145467301084434022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=145467301084434022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/145467301084434022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/145467301084434022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/07/boomerang-bay.html' title='Boomerang Bay'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-8144414958012231928</id><published>2008-06-30T10:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T11:02:18.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry!</title><content type='html'>Guess what I will be doing all day? LAUNDRY!!! Look at this mess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGjzPl1-cBI/AAAAAAAAALE/icnwDbsz9kY/s1600-h/100_0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217687617490808850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGjzPl1-cBI/AAAAAAAAALE/icnwDbsz9kY/s320/100_0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGjzQa7pybI/AAAAAAAAALM/XjaCiAgZJZE/s1600-h/100_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217687631741700530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGjzQa7pybI/AAAAAAAAALM/XjaCiAgZJZE/s320/100_0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Callie spent 5 1/2 days at camp and a day and 1/2 at a friend's, and Cassie spent 3 days at Taylor's not to mention I took a day or 2 off. I HATE laundry! Terry does it all during the school year, and he does a mighty fine job of it. But, in the summer he has this strange idea that I have time to do it, and he can take a few months off. I try to do a horrible job of it so he will get aggravated and just do it himself, but it doesn't work!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-8144414958012231928?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8144414958012231928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=8144414958012231928' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8144414958012231928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8144414958012231928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/laundry.html' title='Laundry!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGjzPl1-cBI/AAAAAAAAALE/icnwDbsz9kY/s72-c/100_0480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-1315121927750928882</id><published>2008-06-28T23:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:47:04.672-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bailey'/><title type='text'>My Four Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGcFC3uAWWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7V0HW5f401U/s1600-h/new+pic+of+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGcFC3uAWWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7V0HW5f401U/s400/new+pic+of+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Aren't these the 4 most beautiful children you have ever seen? Especially the hairy one!!&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/8747936356253004399-1315121927750928882?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1315121927750928882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=1315121927750928882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1315121927750928882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1315121927750928882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-four-babies.html' title='My Four Babies'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGcFC3uAWWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7V0HW5f401U/s72-c/new+pic+of+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-2706967679025131726</id><published>2008-06-28T11:50:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:15:10.942-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkeys'/><title type='text'>Presenting....the Turkeys</title><content type='html'>Terry and Clint, mostly Terry, have been working on a home for the turkeys for a couple of weeks, and here is the finished product:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZhwkBuoII/AAAAAAAAAJA/Nz1othZ7u7o/s1600-h/100_0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216964705287839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZhwkBuoII/AAAAAAAAAJA/Nz1othZ7u7o/s320/100_0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZf-fpKtTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yoAjm6yVeM4/s1600-h/100_0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216962745605993778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZf-fpKtTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yoAjm6yVeM4/s320/100_0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here are the turkeys, ain't they cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfYmqEEbI/AAAAAAAAAII/IJzSZ3T8-9A/s1600-h/100_0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216962094653772210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfYmqEEbI/AAAAAAAAAII/IJzSZ3T8-9A/s320/100_0475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfaVLC2oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oLnJvyzS5CE/s1600-h/100_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216962124320004738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfaVLC2oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oLnJvyzS5CE/s320/100_0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfcCqMQNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hsv9HRHEtWE/s1600-h/100_0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216962153710108882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfcCqMQNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hsv9HRHEtWE/s320/100_0468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfd43A2mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zgkKaiKlm_8/s1600-h/100_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216962185439271522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZfd43A2mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zgkKaiKlm_8/s320/100_0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZffUlq8_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Zv_Efn2yiz0/s1600-h/100_0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216962210062595058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZffUlq8_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Zv_Efn2yiz0/s320/100_0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They don't have names yet, and Clint doesn't think they need names. I disagree with him. What do ya'll think? Any ideas? BTW, they are both males. I was thinking about Lynyrd for one!&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/8747936356253004399-2706967679025131726?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2706967679025131726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=2706967679025131726' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2706967679025131726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2706967679025131726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/presentingthe-turkeys.html' title='Presenting....the Turkeys'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZhwkBuoII/AAAAAAAAAJA/Nz1othZ7u7o/s72-c/100_0477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-2602934164122339009</id><published>2008-06-27T21:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:04:27.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkeys'/><title type='text'>The Turkeys are Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWb_WTXaoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/j5EJHH5z7e0/s1600-h/TURKEYEATHAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216747255999457922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWb_WTXaoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/j5EJHH5z7e0/s200/TURKEYEATHAM.jpg" border="0" /&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well at last, the infamous turkeys have made it to our house. I had to pick them up for Clint because he worked today. There are 2 of them. Clint is responsible for caring for them until mid- October. At that time, he will take the fattest one to the NC State Fair with his agriculture teacher. I will post pics of them and their home that Terry and Clint constructed tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-2602934164122339009?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2602934164122339009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=2602934164122339009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2602934164122339009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/2602934164122339009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/turkeys-are-here.html' title='The Turkeys are Here!'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWb_WTXaoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/j5EJHH5z7e0/s72-c/TURKEYEATHAM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-963431027659855177</id><published>2008-06-27T20:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:47:03.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carowinds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassie'/><title type='text'>Senior Portraits and Carowinds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday our youth went to Carowinds for the day. Clint had to get his senior portraits taken at 9:30, so I had to take him to Carowinds after the pictures. I had told our youth pastor’s wife that I would help her with the picnic lunch that they were providing the kids, so I was just going to stay and hang out with them for the day. Clint and I arrived at Carowinds around 12:00, just in time for lunch. After the teens finished eating, and we packed everything back in the vans, we headed into the park. I hung out with Bro. RJ, Mrs. Liz, Cassie, Taylor, Justin, and Hannah until most of the youth were hot and tired and begging to leave. Boy are they going to die in Puerto Rico!! Since Clint arrived about 2 hours later than the rest of the youth, he wanted to stay for a while longer. Clayton and Ethan agreed to stay with him. So, I followed them around the for rest of the evening. They basically had the run of the park from 5-8. I bet they rode Drop Zone 20 times! Oh me…what did I ride? Uh…in the car, of course. That’s all this weak belly can stand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Justin and Bro. RJ on the Wild Thornberry's River Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQrrywk0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/GpJaZLrkX_A/s1600-h/100_0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216734823542985538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQrrywk0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/GpJaZLrkX_A/s320/100_0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Cassie, Taylor, Mrs. Liz, Hannah, Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; and Bro. RJ gettin' soaked on Rip Roarin' Rapids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQsKkGdVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5avm5YKzgHo/s1600-h/100_0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216734831803004242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQsKkGdVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5avm5YKzgHo/s320/100_0445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQscdjHiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G87PmZ388-A/s1600-h/100_0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216734836607360546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQscdjHiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G87PmZ388-A/s320/100_0442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQsoWrkgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/A6OQvS4blO0/s1600-h/100_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216734839799779842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQsoWrkgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/A6OQvS4blO0/s320/100_0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Justin, Jeremy, and Spencer just chillin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPe3yxELI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4sAHXM8KqiI/s1600-h/100_0454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216733503914315954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPe3yxELI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4sAHXM8KqiI/s320/100_0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPfSpaYUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/V-Hwh5tf5r8/s1600-h/100_0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216733511122837826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPfSpaYUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/V-Hwh5tf5r8/s320/100_0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What a crew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPfgUVxxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ok0yQKpoApI/s1600-h/100_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216733514792552210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPfgUVxxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ok0yQKpoApI/s320/100_0451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mrs. Liz and Hannah, or Han-tah as Cassie says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPgPoZqfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HKFQnwvEAoI/s1600-h/100_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216733527493159410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPgPoZqfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HKFQnwvEAoI/s320/100_0449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Clint and his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPgS6Jq3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/VMlIP957tnI/s1600-h/100_0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216733528372915058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWPgS6Jq3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/VMlIP957tnI/s320/100_0448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWMnNh7jDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/F89N_jZS_EY/s1600-h/100_0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216730348653349938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWMnNh7jDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/F89N_jZS_EY/s320/100_0467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Taylor and Justin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWMobjEYuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2wvJ7wwuh3o/s1600-h/100_0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216730369596089058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWMobjEYuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2wvJ7wwuh3o/s320/100_0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Finally, Cassie got her pretzel and cheese dip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWMoy3w6KI/AAAAAAAAAGw/StGe6w02IXY/s1600-h/100_0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216730375856908450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWMoy3w6KI/AAAAAAAAAGw/StGe6w02IXY/s320/100_0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/8747936356253004399-963431027659855177?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/963431027659855177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=963431027659855177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/963431027659855177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/963431027659855177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/senior-portraits-and-carowinds_27.html' title='Senior Portraits and Carowinds'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGWQrrywk0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/GpJaZLrkX_A/s72-c/100_0447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-8261372977323213053</id><published>2008-06-25T22:39:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:13:02.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><title type='text'>Field Trip</title><content type='html'>Back in May, my grade level went to Linville Caverns and Gem Mountain. We had a great trip. Since Callie was in the same grade I teach, I was able to go on this trip with her. Terry also took the day off and traveled with us. We traveled in style by charter buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Callie getting all comfy cozy on the bus ride to Gem Mountain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMIUa0iOZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AwUiKRCfavg/s1600-h/100_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216021940315240850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMIUa0iOZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AwUiKRCfavg/s320/100_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My assistant enjoyed Gem Mountain too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMHzzMW3PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/26TTAR6PSyI/s1600-h/100_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216021379921927410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMHzzMW3PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/26TTAR6PSyI/s320/100_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Callie had a ball looking for treasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMGvvPVw4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4XcgJLGC9Hg/s1600-h/100_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216020210629591938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMGvvPVw4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4XcgJLGC9Hg/s320/100_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry panning for gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMGEPFFwWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zeDcMfrh9DI/s1600-h/100_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216019463262290274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMGEPFFwWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zeDcMfrh9DI/s320/100_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Linville Caverns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Callie, her teacher, and some of her classmates, waiting to go inside the cavern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMFgeU8BWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/W5_CdmmeWvg/s1600-h/100_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216018848880002402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMFgeU8BWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/W5_CdmmeWvg/s320/100_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fish living in the stream that runs through the cavern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMEtQMAcuI/AAAAAAAAADw/GCHs5z-Dhc8/s1600-h/100_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216017968911119074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMEtQMAcuI/AAAAAAAAADw/GCHs5z-Dhc8/s320/100_0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Callie inside the cavern. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMDU_vq9qI/AAAAAAAAADg/hRwhtf3Zy6c/s1600-h/100_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216016452668815010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMDU_vq9qI/AAAAAAAAADg/hRwhtf3Zy6c/s320/100_0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Callie and 2 of her best buds from school outside of Linville Cavern. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMCl9GX5dI/AAAAAAAAADY/3_5mZbZqXm0/s1600-h/100_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216015644504876498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMCl9GX5dI/AAAAAAAAADY/3_5mZbZqXm0/s320/100_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-8261372977323213053?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8261372977323213053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=8261372977323213053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8261372977323213053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/8261372977323213053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGMIUa0iOZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AwUiKRCfavg/s72-c/100_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-7174662374124933718</id><published>2008-06-25T18:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:46:35.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassie and Taylor in the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGLKe2iu-8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9pZNOssfwXA/s1600-h/100_0418[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215953949834542018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGLKe2iu-8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9pZNOssfwXA/s320/100_0418%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-328e6a4e43210ab9" 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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D328e6a4e43210ab9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330048943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10144E8D123F3C227E7D6C01A9CA0CE3D65BFDAD.4DACE2D2D19D98320D7223A903C3F238C6242094%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D328e6a4e43210ab9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBJ2HIt3-55rTgQBgtIajLfclPFE&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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D328e6a4e43210ab9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330048943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10144E8D123F3C227E7D6C01A9CA0CE3D65BFDAD.4DACE2D2D19D98320D7223A903C3F238C6242094%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D328e6a4e43210ab9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBJ2HIt3-55rTgQBgtIajLfclPFE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cassie and Taylor decided to make an oreo pie when we got home from my grade level planning. I'm sure you can tell by the video that Cassie is going to need more practice with a mixer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-7174662374124933718?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=328e6a4e43210ab9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7174662374124933718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=7174662374124933718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/7174662374124933718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/7174662374124933718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/cassie-and-taylor-in-kitchen.html' title='Cassie and Taylor in the Kitchen'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGLKe2iu-8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9pZNOssfwXA/s72-c/100_0418%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-1419392160539120490</id><published>2008-06-25T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:51:00.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bailey'/><title type='text'>Bailey Voted The Year's Best Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://b1.magmypic.com/uploads/1/ce/1cef96c7d00c14fd1ce26f5408e21932_PETFANCY_med.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;photography by Cassie and Taylor at H-n-L Babysitting/Photography&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Create &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"&gt;Fake Magazine Covers&lt;/a&gt; with your own picture at &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"&gt;MagMyPic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gigyamailbutton.com/wildfire/gigyamailbutton.ashx?url=aHR*cDovL3d3dy5naWd5YS5jb2*vd2lsZGZpcmUvd2Zwb3AuYXNweD9tb2R1bGU9ZW1haWwmdXJsPWh*dHAlM*ElMkYlMkZ3d3clMkVtYWdteXBpYyUyRWNvbSUyRmdldGNvZGU=" target="_blank" border="0"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://cdn.gigya.com/wildfire/i/includeShareButton.gif" width="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNDQwNTAxNTgyNyZwdD*xMjE*NDA1MDY4MDkyJnA9NTQ3ODEmZD1wYXJ*bmVyK2RhdGEmbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" 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/8747936356253004399-1419392160539120490?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1419392160539120490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=1419392160539120490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1419392160539120490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1419392160539120490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/hoppin-place-to-be.html' title='Bailey Voted The Year&apos;s Best Pet'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-214382857896932963</id><published>2008-06-25T08:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:16:52.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mornings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afternoons'/><title type='text'>Lazy Morning, Busy Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGJEfGd44dI/AAAAAAAAADI/FewpQINYd-w/s1600-h/100_0416[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215806619551064530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGJEfGd44dI/AAAAAAAAADI/FewpQINYd-w/s320/100_0416%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning I am enjoying being a couch potato. I love summer mornings when I can just hang out in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt; and watch some TV, something I don't get to do during the school year. Even our baby, Bailey gets into this lazy thing. Cassie's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;, Taylor, has been with us since Monday night, and those bums are still in the bed. Callie is off at camp, and I miss that little booger. And, Clint is working for Terry's cousins that have an electrical business. He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;likin&lt;/span&gt;' this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt;' money thing! This afternoon I have summer planning at my school with the rest of my grade level. I'm one of those people that can't get enough of school, so I go and work in my room a couple days a week during the summer. And of course this evening we have church. Our preacher's wife has a slide presentation of her recent trip that promises to be very educational, and I can't wait to see it. Taylor will be with us until tomorrow night (after the youth get back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Carowinds&lt;/span&gt;) and then she and Cassie are doing a parent swap and moving to her house until Saturday evening. (that's when when Callie and Taylor's sister are returning from a week of camp and a birthday sleepover) They started this tradition last year. When their sisters are gone to camp for the week they take turns living at each other's houses. Then it will be deathly quiet here!&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/8747936356253004399-214382857896932963?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/214382857896932963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=214382857896932963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/214382857896932963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/214382857896932963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/lazy-morning-busy-afternoon.html' title='Lazy Morning, Busy Afternoon'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGJEfGd44dI/AAAAAAAAADI/FewpQINYd-w/s72-c/100_0416%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747936356253004399.post-1346776951083861437</id><published>2008-06-24T23:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:53:51.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassie'/><title type='text'>Following the Crowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well here I go, being a follower. I couldn't stand it any longer. I am now officially a blogger. Don't you just love my page layout? I have to give props to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cassiescorner07.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cassie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://taylorsblog07.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taylor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the design. I hired them to designed it. I just told them what I wanted and a few hours later, viola, they had a fabulous creation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hopefully, I will be a faithful blogger and make my fellow church bloggers proud. Thanks for stopping by, come back often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8747936356253004399-1346776951083861437?l=hoppyteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1346776951083861437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8747936356253004399&amp;postID=1346776951083861437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1346776951083861437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8747936356253004399/posts/default/1346776951083861437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoppyteacher.blogspot.com/2008/06/following-crowd.html' title='Following the Crowd'/><author><name>A Hoppy Teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12056936173564540497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JDspUfqlryQ/SGZnSuL1jpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2iEVRN1YB5o/S220/us+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
