<?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-4756245943759682903</id><updated>2012-02-14T05:39:57.912-08:00</updated><category term='DREAMI'/><title type='text'>Melody Says</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1454733051995992727</id><published>2012-02-13T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T11:49:50.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRETTY FANCY!</title><content type='html'>Hello from The Rainbow Bridge!&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post from The Rainbow Bridge post! I think I will also call this The Rainbow Bridge post and not just PRETTY FANCY!&lt;br /&gt;Be that as it may!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a pretty little rainbow at the end of the cul de sac! This pretty rainbow is not really very fancy at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e74xwna5sJ4/TzlMmQuGQJI/AAAAAAAADcM/uel1ajWMEw4/s1600/IMG_1525.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e74xwna5sJ4/TzlMmQuGQJI/AAAAAAAADcM/uel1ajWMEw4/s400/IMG_1525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708678222875869330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just some picture of some fancy moss! This fancy moss is more fancy than pretty on the count that this fancy moss is dressed up in pine leaves! This fancy moss is also very green! By the way!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_KYEfS8YgY/TzlOFaeQlaI/AAAAAAAADck/oWS61mo262I/s1600/DSC_0237%2B5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_KYEfS8YgY/TzlOFaeQlaI/AAAAAAAADck/oWS61mo262I/s400/DSC_0237%2B5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708679857581364642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of pretty Piper! Piper is new to the cul de sac! Piper has fancy brindle strips! So I guess you could say that pretty Piper is both pretty and fancy! In case you were wondering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bplpyl7_dR8/TzlP7nPue9I/AAAAAAAADc8/1pZ5LjGEthk/s1600/DSC_0306%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bplpyl7_dR8/TzlP7nPue9I/AAAAAAAADc8/1pZ5LjGEthk/s400/DSC_0306%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708681888234634194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of pretty fancy Piper's left side of her head! She is so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EODvL73gTdM/TzlP8I5r_eI/AAAAAAAADdM/pF0UssOCijw/s1600/DSC_0299%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EODvL73gTdM/TzlP8I5r_eI/AAAAAAAADdM/pF0UssOCijw/s400/DSC_0299%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708681897269001698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pretty picture of pretty fancy Piper by a fancy waterfall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAL56KebErk/TzlOGLZGyCI/AAAAAAAADcw/r28TEc8XbwA/s1600/DSC_0283%2B4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAL56KebErk/TzlOGLZGyCI/AAAAAAAADcw/r28TEc8XbwA/s400/DSC_0283%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708679870713088034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only a picture of pretty fancy Piper and Luna making out! Pretty fancy Piper and Luna make out pretty often! And I do not just mean that they make out a lot but pretty fancy Piper and Luna make out pretty much all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_71C9qhmf-w/TzlOFBw8DNI/AAAAAAAADcY/vjqoCcn9WYo/s1600/IMG_1534.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_71C9qhmf-w/TzlOFBw8DNI/AAAAAAAADcY/vjqoCcn9WYo/s400/IMG_1534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708679850948824274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a pretty fancy picture of moi in the pretty fancy pink necklace that you may remember that Grandma Granny pants bought then brought to me some time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WWjvfhHDMY/TzlP8zpBMYI/AAAAAAAADdU/YSrK3yfjqds/s1600/pink%2Bmoo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WWjvfhHDMY/TzlP8zpBMYI/AAAAAAAADdU/YSrK3yfjqds/s400/pink%2Bmoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708681908741812610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Melody!&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/4756245943759682903-1454733051995992727?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1454733051995992727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1454733051995992727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1454733051995992727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1454733051995992727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2012/02/pretty-fancy.html' title='PRETTY FANCY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e74xwna5sJ4/TzlMmQuGQJI/AAAAAAAADcM/uel1ajWMEw4/s72-c/IMG_1525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-624616548135539025</id><published>2011-03-29T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T14:54:49.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOSTON MOUNTAINS! IN ARKANSAS!</title><content type='html'>The mountains of Arkansas' Boston Mountains that are not from Boston, at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8h30ksvB6iM/TZJRG0O8zPI/AAAAAAAADbw/r1a140HNQRE/s1600/DSC_0270%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8h30ksvB6iM/TZJRG0O8zPI/AAAAAAAADbw/r1a140HNQRE/s400/DSC_0270%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589619265062620402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some thing on a twig bush! It was snowing sometimes! By the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-RsQCfnOPU/TZJRHbCGdwI/AAAAAAAADcA/ROtml0z0UMU/s1600/DSC_0264%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-RsQCfnOPU/TZJRHbCGdwI/AAAAAAAADcA/ROtml0z0UMU/s400/DSC_0264%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589619275477710594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am up in the clouds! It was sleeting on sometimes! Though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHB0OofC_hc/TZJRHKnlxzI/AAAAAAAADb4/gQzu5XHPOg4/s1600/DSC_0268%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHB0OofC_hc/TZJRHKnlxzI/AAAAAAAADb4/gQzu5XHPOg4/s400/DSC_0268%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589619271071549234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Luna! Luna will not stop moving hardly at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ad_qRkpnCdQ/TZJQJ5X_rhI/AAAAAAAADbo/zXv8Anej9Q8/s1600/DSC_0265%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ad_qRkpnCdQ/TZJQJ5X_rhI/AAAAAAAADbo/zXv8Anej9Q8/s400/DSC_0265%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589618218470714898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am walking on a sand stone! With mosses and some lichens! Also with a plum tree! Plum trees smell eau de terrific! Just in case you were sometimes wondering about how a plum tree smelled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N039M-snQQs/TZJQJjl44RI/AAAAAAAADbg/2uX7WhznO0E/s1600/DSC_0269%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N039M-snQQs/TZJQJjl44RI/AAAAAAAADbg/2uX7WhznO0E/s400/DSC_0269%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589618212623409426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am getting a little and a tad bit warm! I really need to tie up my tassles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0XxqMjOqJk/TZJO1Ddc_RI/AAAAAAAADbQ/kDDaKnqsv30/s1600/DSC_0311%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0XxqMjOqJk/TZJO1Ddc_RI/AAAAAAAADbQ/kDDaKnqsv30/s400/DSC_0311%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589616760889081106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with my tassles tied up! I got cooler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3RARrl0Vz4/TZJOEtvrLPI/AAAAAAAADbA/07fjMkYnGyI/s1600/DSC_0321%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3RARrl0Vz4/TZJOEtvrLPI/AAAAAAAADbA/07fjMkYnGyI/s400/DSC_0321%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589615930426207474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Luna trying to sit on a sand stone and my pedi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nj0OMGiHnbs/TZJM96TvEbI/AAAAAAAADaw/kU9lT_tMTGw/s1600/DSC_0333.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nj0OMGiHnbs/TZJM96TvEbI/AAAAAAAADaw/kU9lT_tMTGw/s400/DSC_0333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589614714027970994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a gal such as moiself has got to get her hands dirty in Arkansas' Boston Mountains that are not even from Boston!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw_ZjCpv0fM/TZJMIaGWVFI/AAAAAAAADao/MYv2ybDSbT0/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw_ZjCpv0fM/TZJMIaGWVFI/AAAAAAAADao/MYv2ybDSbT0/s400/DSC_0331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589613794848822354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                     Melody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-624616548135539025?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/624616548135539025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=624616548135539025&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/624616548135539025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/624616548135539025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2011/03/boston-mountains-in-arkansas.html' title='BOSTON MOUNTAINS! IN ARKANSAS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8h30ksvB6iM/TZJRG0O8zPI/AAAAAAAADbw/r1a140HNQRE/s72-c/DSC_0270%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-3150295446535531045</id><published>2010-11-28T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T17:58:22.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUL DE SAC MANNIE!</title><content type='html'>This is my new galpal and kind of and sort of, bff, Angelina Bontempi! Angelina just stopped in for the evening for a good time! A good time we had! Angelina  is one of those kind of wild gals we often and sometimes see rummaging around through the trash from time to time in the cul de sac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TPL2GR_ecPI/AAAAAAAADaA/fLgHlf8o86c/s1600/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TPL2GR_ecPI/AAAAAAAADaA/fLgHlf8o86c/s400/DSC_0179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544764679015788786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After sitting for some time chewing the fat and chit chatting about matters whose knows what, and judging by Angelina's rather, ahem, wild appearance, I decided it to be my moral responsibility to bring Angelina's appearance up to the level of an appearance befitting a wild gal, such as Angelina, rummaging through trash cans and compost piles and stuff and eating who knows what and stinking and smelling and slobbering and carousing at the end of the cul de sac! After a short bit of seduction on the part of moi, I set to work on this poor wretched creature before me! I am not above this sort of thing mind you...the seduction part! Mind you! Not that any of this stuff is any of my business @all whatosoever in the least bit! Be that as it may, I do believe a nice little mannie would go a long way for what must be a snail's belly height of self esteem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TPL3lxBawzI/AAAAAAAADaI/eypVo8i0qkI/s1600/DSC_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TPL3lxBawzI/AAAAAAAADaI/eypVo8i0qkI/s400/DSC_0184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544766319433007922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina was a bit and a tad tender and just shy of a lot of grumpy after what I surmized to be her first mannie! Suffice it to say, I believed it to be best to cease and desist all mannie activities such @a time of my choosing judging by the look on this wretched souls sour puss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TPMFCjOpRJI/AAAAAAAADaQ/wNvVE-uNVN8/s1600/DSC_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TPMFCjOpRJI/AAAAAAAADaQ/wNvVE-uNVN8/s400/DSC_0182.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544781107597755538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if Angelina stops by again during her carousing and rummaging, I will work on loafaing that tail! Heavens to betsy! And quite frankly, betweeeen you and I, I do believe that Angelina to be a teensy-weensy low on the old enchephalization quotient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-3150295446535531045?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/3150295446535531045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=3150295446535531045&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3150295446535531045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3150295446535531045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2010/11/encephalization-quotient.html' title='CUL DE SAC MANNIE!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TPL2GR_ecPI/AAAAAAAADaA/fLgHlf8o86c/s72-c/DSC_0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-6079077733333373714</id><published>2010-11-26T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:33:10.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTTERLY WORDLESS BLACK DOG FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_vDqx1LrI/AAAAAAAADZw/8tAncueaDzo/s1600/DSC_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_vDqx1LrI/AAAAAAAADZw/8tAncueaDzo/s400/DSC_0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543912512618311346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_urBTcEzI/AAAAAAAADZo/G2GVXDW7-a0/s1600/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_urBTcEzI/AAAAAAAADZo/G2GVXDW7-a0/s400/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543912089168122674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_uhwDTqFI/AAAAAAAADZg/Tb3MTtU1Kog/s1600/DSC_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_uhwDTqFI/AAAAAAAADZg/Tb3MTtU1Kog/s400/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543911929918236754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_uaEP3TsI/AAAAAAAADZY/l7w9F8xhoK0/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_uaEP3TsI/AAAAAAAADZY/l7w9F8xhoK0/s400/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543911797900660418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_uK-LrNGI/AAAAAAAADZQ/flG7x4WGtdQ/s1600/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_uK-LrNGI/AAAAAAAADZQ/flG7x4WGtdQ/s400/DSC_0272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543911538574439522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_tZOM5MBI/AAAAAAAADZI/LKGdjfspbf0/s1600/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_tZOM5MBI/AAAAAAAADZI/LKGdjfspbf0/s400/DSC_0274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543910683881058322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_tNsKpx9I/AAAAAAAADZA/9jlVproLxqA/s1600/DSC_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_tNsKpx9I/AAAAAAAADZA/9jlVproLxqA/s400/DSC_0275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543910485766293458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_tAt0vcfI/AAAAAAAADY4/N_-b2QjHUiE/s1600/DSC_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_tAt0vcfI/AAAAAAAADY4/N_-b2QjHUiE/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543910262872961522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_sqQs4MMI/AAAAAAAADYw/4VxIHSjaEqg/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_sqQs4MMI/AAAAAAAADYw/4VxIHSjaEqg/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543909877098229954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-6079077733333373714?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/6079077733333373714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=6079077733333373714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6079077733333373714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6079077733333373714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2010/11/utterly-wordless-black-dog-friday.html' title='UTTERLY WORDLESS BLACK DOG FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO_vDqx1LrI/AAAAAAAADZw/8tAncueaDzo/s72-c/DSC_0265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4847159931129443312</id><published>2010-11-25T09:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T15:58:07.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUBY MONDAY ON THURSDAY! A SHORT VISIT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Even though this day today is the day Thursday, and not Monday past, I have decided to make today's day Thursday blog post  last Monday's day blog post since all of this stuff herein happened on the day of week,  Monday past and not on today's day which is the day Thursday! I hope this is clear! It should be very clear after I made it all very apparent and concise and to the point  by keeping out any extraneous words and phrases and extra nonsense and such that would otherwise clutter up and confuse for you very simple circumstance that is occuring all the time in space and in time in this universe that we are in and on the Earth Planet that we are on top of, and not in like the universe,  unless of course you are in a basement or cave or something like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I got all of that business over with! This is my new bff galpal Ruby! Ruby is here for a short visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO6pi8PKJgI/AAAAAAAADWQ/NMQQfnlodqw/s1600/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO6pi8PKJgI/AAAAAAAADWQ/NMQQfnlodqw/s400/DSC_0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543554609090012674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ruby, being a gal such as me myself, decided it would be a lovely and fantastic Monday thing to do to go out to Jason's Field Of Dreams for a brisk stroll, to enliven our spirits, discover curiosities, chit chat and hopefully come back home with a more than usual healthy glow! To be quite frank, what a great way to get away from the boys! The boys in particular in this instance being Billy and, ahem, Luna! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    And also, just in case it is not obvious and clear in the photo above, Ruby is kind of and a tad bit short!  This business of Ruby being short is no business of mine! I do not know if it is Ruby's legs that make her short or if it is her body in and of it's ownself but she is short nonetheless and allthemore, Ruby is not pink at all whatsoever which has nothing to do with the lack of pink stuff in my blog postings as of late! Anyway, this business of Ruby having either short legs or a short body or heavens forbid both short legs and a short body,!, which is of course no business of mine, caused yours truly, a tad and a bit of worry on the account that I do recall and believe from the last time &lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m131/cadence220/DSC_0100-1.jpg"&gt;me and Billy&lt;/a&gt; were out there @ Jason's Field Of Dreams, The Felton's Farm Hands had not mowed the grasses down to a reasonable stature in height! That being said and shown, and being that  business of Ruby having short legs, which in case you may have forgot, is absolutely no business of mine, I was quite frankly, fairly concerned that Ruby's undertheneaths would rub and scrap on the grasses way too much for her liking! I decided to keep this concern of mine to myownself just as I prefer to keep the fact that Ruby has short legs and a short body @ the same time to myownself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Just as we were headed out the door with our parasols and various accoutrements, who should barge his big old boy butt into affairs but Luna! Luna did not even have the decency or manners or morals or scruples or wit, and not to mention, wisdom to ask if he could accompany, or heavens forbid, escort us gals out to and at Jason's Field Of Dreams! The unmitagated gall is a blog posting that is probably and without a doubt best saved for another blog post!  Suffice it to say Ruby and I endured the insult of having this man-child with us!  Anyway, back to our day! My plan for the day was to show Ruby as much as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Jason's Field Of Dreams as I could, even all the way back to the Far Away Woods! Quite a trek for a gal such as Ruby with her accompanying short legs and, ahem, still up to debate, short body! Luna could care less about the height of the grass so I will not even mention it at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     What are me and my new galpal Ruby looking at right here?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO69016HdcI/AAAAAAAADWY/KCbcUE1fuac/s1600/DSC_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO69016HdcI/AAAAAAAADWY/KCbcUE1fuac/s400/DSC_0201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543576906861344194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ruby are looking at the vastness expansiveness of Jason's Field Of Dreams and the pot of gold that will be waiting that in the Way Far Away Woods!  You go gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7CC6-Ag5I/AAAAAAAADWg/EJ98NguGHJQ/s1600/DSC_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7CC6-Ag5I/AAAAAAAADWg/EJ98NguGHJQ/s400/DSC_0193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543581546784523154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was talking about earlier, you know, the business of Ruby's shortness, which is definately due to the fact that the poor gal has short legs and @ the very same time, has a short body! Well, since The Felton's Farm Hands have indeed and factually mowed Jason's Field Of Dreams  &lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m131/cadence220/DSC_0105.jpg"&gt;since me and Billy's last visit&lt;/a&gt;, my fears of Ruby rubbing her undertheneath were not even actually at all realized! My new galpal Ruby has got grit! We were travelling into a headwind all the way to The Way Far Away Woods too! In case I forgot to mention it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7E8IB6PCI/AAAAAAAADWo/zAMUxV6_VIM/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7E8IB6PCI/AAAAAAAADWo/zAMUxV6_VIM/s400/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543584728566348834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ruby decided to stop and enjoy the view by taking a load off and setting the load on our duffs! Here, right here, Ruby is taking a load off her legs and onto her duff! @ This particular moment in time, Luna was off somewhere doing whointheworldknowswhat! Or cares for that matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7ZPEOo2jI/AAAAAAAADW4/TXFVVNxGCeg/s1600/DSC_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7ZPEOo2jI/AAAAAAAADW4/TXFVVNxGCeg/s400/DSC_0204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543607044196063794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And then before I would knew it Ruby was off heading to the Way Far Away Woods! Fierce! That pot of gold is nearing closer!&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7XuneInUI/AAAAAAAADWw/yhNtfYuxtnc/s1600/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7XuneInUI/AAAAAAAADWw/yhNtfYuxtnc/s400/DSC_0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543605387208990018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Almost, but not quite immediately, after we took a load off out legs and onto our duffs, I decided to stand here next to this weed and tree and brush island! I guess you get to see some pinkstuff like my mouth and necklace, I am sorry that you cannot see my pretty pink nail polish that Grandma Granny Pants bought then brought over to me! Some other time perhaps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7bfktFctI/AAAAAAAADXI/dJ4wo0IfSpc/s1600/DSC_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7bfktFctI/AAAAAAAADXI/dJ4wo0IfSpc/s400/DSC_0207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543609526814864082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     If anyone out there should care what me and Ruby's  RUBY MONDAY ON THURSDAY! A SHORT VISIT!'s interloper Luna was up to at around the time of me standing next to that weed and tree and brush island where I showed my pink mouth and pretty pink necklace, look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7ekwbdm5I/AAAAAAAADXY/84OvlCHnjtI/s1600/DSC_0210_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7ekwbdm5I/AAAAAAAADXY/84OvlCHnjtI/s400/DSC_0210_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543612914396404626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Thanks to the Felton's Farm Hands  and, ahem, short legs not withstanding, and a short pass of time after having to look at Luna, we gals finally made it all the way to the Far Away Woods! Right here me and Ruby are parousing the periphery of the Far Away Woods! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7jUiN4MwI/AAAAAAAADXg/o5LF_dC_34o/s1600/DSC_0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7jUiN4MwI/AAAAAAAADXg/o5LF_dC_34o/s400/DSC_0215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543618133261562626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ruby gal decided to try to find the pot of gold in the Far And Away Woods right here and she entered the Far And Away Woods right here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7naeAgZWI/AAAAAAAADXw/sAM2wWn0N_o/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7naeAgZWI/AAAAAAAADXw/sAM2wWn0N_o/s400/DSC_0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543622633257461090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Let's face it! Sometimes the pot of gold is a little bit and just a tad hint underrated! If I do say so myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7opFiJVTI/AAAAAAAADX4/_aE1fsqzEYA/s1600/DSC_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO7opFiJVTI/AAAAAAAADX4/_aE1fsqzEYA/s400/DSC_0229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543623983897335090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Thanks for keeping the home fires burning Billy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO72C1zRguI/AAAAAAAADYY/_R3AekriHik/s1600/Billy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO72C1zRguI/AAAAAAAADYY/_R3AekriHik/s400/Billy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543638720001966818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    TTFN Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;       ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4847159931129443312?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4847159931129443312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4847159931129443312&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4847159931129443312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4847159931129443312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2010/11/ruby-monday-on-thursday-short-visit.html' title='RUBY MONDAY ON THURSDAY! A SHORT VISIT!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/TO6pi8PKJgI/AAAAAAAADWQ/NMQQfnlodqw/s72-c/DSC_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-2375931531978218552</id><published>2009-11-28T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:58:02.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO BLUES FOR THIS BLUE MAMA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SvzMdrnFPPI/AAAAAAAADSc/4fiUhAB5SmY/s1600-h/IMG_2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SvzMdrnFPPI/AAAAAAAADSc/4fiUhAB5SmY/s400/IMG_2471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403418463232670962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;This is Bluesy Bluebird Mamma! You can see Bluesy Bluebird Mamma if you look real good in the middle of all that green stuff!  Bluesy Bluebird Mamma brings back good wholesome foodstuffs for her little baby kids!  Bluesy Bluebird Mamma's baby kids live in a little brown house! Those little Baby Kids of Bluesy Bluebird Mamma, must be blue just like Bluesy Bluebird Mamma! I am just going to go ahead and assume they are blue just like Bluesy Bluebird Mamma on the count that they are probably Bluesy Bluebird Mamma's very own kids and not adopted or anything like that! They could be though! You never know! You cannot tell by looking at someone that might or might not be adopted, unless of course they are Artsy Aardvark Mammas living with Rolly Polly baby kids or somebody silly like that! Imagine! Aardvarks in that little brown house! Highly harebrained! I would say! You would probably say to if you wanted to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so happened that I, Melody(!) got to see one of Bluesy Bluebird Mamma's baby kids in this little brown house! Look at this baby kid! I wonder if this baby kid of Blusey Bluebird Mamma's is scared of heights?! I hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SvzMIse0sdI/AAAAAAAADSU/x-5HgEHaTYU/s1600-h/IMG_2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SvzMIse0sdI/AAAAAAAADSU/x-5HgEHaTYU/s400/IMG_2472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403418102689214930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just because Bluesy Bluebird Mamma's little Baby Kids are blue, does not mean that they are sad! I think that those little baby kids that are just a little blue, are very happy! Happy to have a sweet mom like Bluesy Bluebird Mamma, who brings them good wholesome foodstuffs and a nice little brown house that faces the morning sun! The sun would make them happy, not blue! I do not think that the warm sun would make them get a sun tan though! At least I would think that it would be highly unlikely! I cannot be sure though! They do have feathery feather, so I would think that those feathers would make sun tan tanning a hard thing to do! Do not you?! I bet you do! Or maybe not! I really do not have enough time right now at this particular time to think about this kind of stuff right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-2375931531978218552?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/2375931531978218552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=2375931531978218552&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2375931531978218552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2375931531978218552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/11/no-blues-for-this-blue-mama.html' title='NO BLUES FOR THIS BLUE MAMA!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SvzMdrnFPPI/AAAAAAAADSc/4fiUhAB5SmY/s72-c/IMG_2471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1906279479166142271</id><published>2009-09-12T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:01:42.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KIND OF SOMETHING!</title><content type='html'>Here I am just kind of standing in the water! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_0dF8V7I/AAAAAAAADRk/JDNpfEMp3AE/s1600-h/IMG_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_0dF8V7I/AAAAAAAADRk/JDNpfEMp3AE/s400/IMG_0326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380745825196201906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tonka just kind of walking in the water some! Tonka is hot  I think! Not hot, like hot, but hot like he is hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_01boPxI/AAAAAAAADRs/Ue35_Dkzm40/s1600-h/IMG_0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_01boPxI/AAAAAAAADRs/Ue35_Dkzm40/s400/IMG_0321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380745831729610514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Luna! Not Lluna like Lluna, but Luna like Luna! This is Luna swimming by the way, if this was not apparently evident and obvious just in case you were wondering! It is not kind of, by the way, Luna is very much swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_1RvYcqI/AAAAAAAADR0/dg20xyZ5d_A/s1600-h/IMG_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_1RvYcqI/AAAAAAAADR0/dg20xyZ5d_A/s400/IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380745839328653986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here I am kind of running in the morning dew and  mist! Billy is just kind of standing there doing nothing at all whatsoever particular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_19wG22I/AAAAAAAADR8/opaCc3XNENc/s1600-h/IMG_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_19wG22I/AAAAAAAADR8/opaCc3XNENc/s400/IMG_0327.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380745851142855522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of fun! I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1906279479166142271?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1906279479166142271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1906279479166142271&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1906279479166142271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1906279479166142271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/09/kind-of-something.html' title='KIND OF SOMETHING!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sqw_0dF8V7I/AAAAAAAADRk/JDNpfEMp3AE/s72-c/IMG_0326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-2568312839451201728</id><published>2009-06-28T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:43:00.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTS AND SPOTS AND BLOTCHES AND SPLOTCHES AND LLUNAs AND LUNAS!</title><content type='html'>This is me right here! That can not be in doubt! You can tell! &lt;br /&gt;I personally and probably think, most of the time, that my dots and spots and splotches and blothces make me special!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeXEnISY-I/AAAAAAAADPc/p8SQMGDXej8/s1600-h/Moo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeXEnISY-I/AAAAAAAADPc/p8SQMGDXej8/s400/Moo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352412787632137186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not me, but this however could be in doubt!...if you think about it! This gal right here has dots and spots and splotches and blotches just like me! Melody!&lt;br /&gt;This however is not me! This right here  is one of my bff's from fb! My bff fb friend's name, that is not me,  is Lluna! Yes! Lluna! Lluna  like my fake boyfriend Luna! This Lluna  however, has two els on the count that she is exxtra special just in case you did not notice thisl! Exxtra special with dots and spots and splotches and blotches, like me Melody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeWYCz4H4I/AAAAAAAADPU/aXayJq--GB8/s1600-h/Lluna2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeWYCz4H4I/AAAAAAAADPU/aXayJq--GB8/s400/Lluna2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352412021968609154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Lluna right here! I really do think that Lluna is probably not me but I can not be really sure! See!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeWJstrDqI/AAAAAAAADPE/BcLrxYg0b4A/s1600-h/Lluna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeWJstrDqI/AAAAAAAADPE/BcLrxYg0b4A/s400/Lluna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352411775518838434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is my fake boyfriend Luna! Luna does not really in anyway or another way, look anything at all like my bff fb friend Lluna! Luna does not even have one dot or spot or blotch or splotch one iota of a bit! Luna does not even have an extra el at all whatsoever too also! Not one extra el in the least! Or most! For that matter! Luna might  have a dot undertheneathall of that hair, but I would not know anything at all whatsoever about any of that!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SoIhnDUR7cI/AAAAAAAADQc/7wpvzJS9ZW8/s1600-h/DSC03371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SoIhnDUR7cI/AAAAAAAADQc/7wpvzJS9ZW8/s400/DSC03371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368890660568034754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! Here is Luna with one el again! There really can not be, without any doubts at all whatsoever, that Luna is not my bff fb friend Lluna from Spain! Well! I guess Luna could be my bff fb friend Lluna if Lluna had on a wig or something like that! I have never been thorough Luna's stuff, so he could have a wig! I guess it is possible, but it is probably improbable to say the least! But come to think of it, I have not ever at any time whatsoever, seen both Lluna and Luna at the same exact time! Or even in the same exact place at the same exact time! &lt;br /&gt;Well! I guess now that I think about it, Lluna and Luna could be the same friend! I just do not know how Luna would get over to Spain for these tres magnific photo  shoots and stuff like that!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SoS6EXtmKhI/AAAAAAAADQ8/zH7gpmr9vWc/s1600-h/IMG_2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SoS6EXtmKhI/AAAAAAAADQ8/zH7gpmr9vWc/s400/IMG_2512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369621239979977234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luna is kind of nice looking and all! I guess he is special! I will have to think about it more and further though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, just so you are without a doubt in your head about any of this business here today! You can probably tell that this is me on the count that I am standing out in Jason's Field Of Dreams! The dots and spots and splotches and blotches I say! Or maybe the other way around! I will have to think about this stuff further and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeYLQ8Z3dI/AAAAAAAADPk/KJqcZw2V968/s1600-h/DSC02703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeYLQ8Z3dI/AAAAAAAADPk/KJqcZw2V968/s400/DSC02703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352414001447427538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-2568312839451201728?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/2568312839451201728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=2568312839451201728&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2568312839451201728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2568312839451201728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/06/dots-and-spots-and-blotches-and.html' title='DOTS AND SPOTS AND BLOTCHES AND SPLOTCHES AND LLUNAs AND LUNAS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SkeXEnISY-I/AAAAAAAADPc/p8SQMGDXej8/s72-c/Moo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1216204720181734609</id><published>2009-06-11T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:23:01.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ME THURSDAYS!</title><content type='html'>This is just me on Thursday! Thursday is just today! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SjD2yVJR3kI/AAAAAAAADO8/KdCLZDnJAo8/s1600-h/IMG_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SjD2yVJR3kI/AAAAAAAADO8/KdCLZDnJAo8/s400/IMG_2403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346044102218735170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1216204720181734609?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1216204720181734609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1216204720181734609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1216204720181734609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1216204720181734609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/06/just-me-thursdays.html' title='JUST ME THURSDAYS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SjD2yVJR3kI/AAAAAAAADO8/KdCLZDnJAo8/s72-c/IMG_2403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8995034802076008924</id><published>2009-05-26T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:21:09.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ME TUESDAY!</title><content type='html'>This is just me Tuesday! On Tuesday, by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ShxAqach6VI/AAAAAAAADOs/q-ftgJv-r14/s1600-h/IMG_2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ShxAqach6VI/AAAAAAAADOs/q-ftgJv-r14/s400/IMG_2475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340214355552233810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8995034802076008924?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8995034802076008924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8995034802076008924&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8995034802076008924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8995034802076008924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/05/just-me-tuesday.html' title='JUST ME TUESDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ShxAqach6VI/AAAAAAAADOs/q-ftgJv-r14/s72-c/IMG_2475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8703065252255390700</id><published>2009-05-20T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:35:51.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDLESS PINK STUFF ON WORDLESSNESS WEDNESDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ShQG_lhcK0I/AAAAAAAADOg/88WEdbTQi-0/s1600-h/IMG_2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ShQG_lhcK0I/AAAAAAAADOg/88WEdbTQi-0/s400/IMG_2457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337899147814775618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8703065252255390700?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8703065252255390700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8703065252255390700&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8703065252255390700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8703065252255390700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/05/wordless-pink-stuff-on-wordlessness.html' title='WORDLESS PINK STUFF ON WORDLESSNESS WEDNESDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ShQG_lhcK0I/AAAAAAAADOg/88WEdbTQi-0/s72-c/IMG_2457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8597164452821094453</id><published>2009-05-13T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:15:22.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUTE WEDNESDAY!</title><content type='html'>TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8597164452821094453?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8597164452821094453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8597164452821094453&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8597164452821094453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8597164452821094453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/05/mute-wednesday.html' title='MUTE WEDNESDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5003094916556758208</id><published>2009-05-06T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:17:12.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDLESS WEDNESDAY ON WEDNESDAY!</title><content type='html'>Me and Tonka and Billy and Luna, went to Newton County Arkansas yesterday, which was Tuesday by the way! Be that as it may, it was pretty fun! Luna would not stop moving! Well, he kind of stopped moving once or twice, but he definitely did not stop moving more than four times! I do not have evidence for Luna not moving, it might be worth noting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here is just a little gurgling spring! This little gurgling spring is not at all babbling like a little babbling brooke babbles! Not at all! Come to think of it, I do not have any idea at all what a babbling brook would have to babble about any way! I think it is all just about all talk, quite frankly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgJJLN5If_I/AAAAAAAADOY/-phqZ4W9TnI/s1600-h/IMG_2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgJJLN5If_I/AAAAAAAADOY/-phqZ4W9TnI/s400/IMG_2319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332905365816770546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not possibly believe my eyeballs! Here is Billy doing just like Tonka does when Tonka does his Tonka posses! Billy is now, and officially in the pose club that Tonka started a while back! I really do not think that there could be any doubt about this! Billy and Tonka should probably get jackets made up that say something like "members only" somewhere on them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgJANcT--gI/AAAAAAAADOQ/MbYgge5oC4M/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgJANcT--gI/AAAAAAAADOQ/MbYgge5oC4M/s400/IMG_2325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332895508442577410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me preening my own self, Billy getting a drink for his own self and Luna sort of slowing his own self down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI_bROto3I/AAAAAAAADOI/J9l0vmWPGlQ/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI_bROto3I/AAAAAAAADOI/J9l0vmWPGlQ/s400/IMG_2332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332894646474220402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tonka doing another one of his Tonka poses! Why does Tonka do the things?! I do not have at least one earthly idea! I know that other people know and or think why Tonka does these things! I heard that people say that Tonka is "muy caliente" whatever that could possibly mean! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI96L9W-GI/AAAAAAAADOA/cxOnKoNB6z4/s1600-h/IMG_2336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI96L9W-GI/AAAAAAAADOA/cxOnKoNB6z4/s400/IMG_2336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332892978611943522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what tricky Tonka is doing right here! It is very funny what Tonka is doing here! I do not know about you, but Tonka is making me laugh out loud! Tonka is probably and more than likely laughing at us laughing at him! Tonka is not even a hyena, and neither am I, or you more than likely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI3Iing1_I/AAAAAAAADN4/rryJ_Qcu75o/s1600-h/IMG_2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI3Iing1_I/AAAAAAAADN4/rryJ_Qcu75o/s400/IMG_2337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332885528631105522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some pink stuff right here! Pink stuff in Newton County! Imagine that! It should be noted, that tihis pink thing right here, might and could be a flower! If it is a flower or something like that, that flower must be shy or maybe that pink thing that might be a flower, did not hear that me and Tonka and Billy and Luna were coming! Or something like that!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI2P_9zZrI/AAAAAAAADNw/5ss7v4PMjcU/s1600-h/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgI2P_9zZrI/AAAAAAAADNw/5ss7v4PMjcU/s400/IMG_2341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332884557256681138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some water falling and a tree with flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIwVmcjuPI/AAAAAAAADNo/ssepe10rev0/s1600-h/IMG_2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIwVmcjuPI/AAAAAAAADNo/ssepe10rev0/s400/IMG_2349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332878056415803634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did run just a little bit! Here I am running just a little bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIvIbPoe-I/AAAAAAAADNg/hXuw0hBl91A/s1600-h/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIvIbPoe-I/AAAAAAAADNg/hXuw0hBl91A/s400/IMG_2356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332876730558872546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Luna just standing there! Luna does not just stand there very much at all!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIuUOo0qoI/AAAAAAAADNY/bS2q9Ap7Bxg/s1600-h/IMG_2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIuUOo0qoI/AAAAAAAADNY/bS2q9Ap7Bxg/s400/IMG_2370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332875833821670018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is just a pretty pretty part of the trail! I did not see any sprites slash fairies though! Although you would think that I would!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIscEpIHXI/AAAAAAAADNA/xHH-4NKau6o/s1600-h/IMG_2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIscEpIHXI/AAAAAAAADNA/xHH-4NKau6o/s400/IMG_2379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332873769554287986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pink stuff right here! I think that the other flowers must of alerted these flowers that I was coming! These flowers This is an azalea that is just growing there! It is just growing there, just for me! Maybe!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIr9jhDXqI/AAAAAAAADM4/87CyXOS86nk/s1600-h/IMG_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIr9jhDXqI/AAAAAAAADM4/87CyXOS86nk/s400/IMG_2380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332873245265976994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tonka just standing there!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIrvq-YFDI/AAAAAAAADMw/-8S-gQpxDkQ/s1600-h/IMG_2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIrvq-YFDI/AAAAAAAADMw/-8S-gQpxDkQ/s400/IMG_2390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332873006749848626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka and Billy got sleepy right about here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIrJDfvtPI/AAAAAAAADMo/oag9wsqL5MM/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIrJDfvtPI/AAAAAAAADMo/oag9wsqL5MM/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332872343317361906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling pretty nappy right here! I had to take a nap! I have to go! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIpXuT8XvI/AAAAAAAADMg/NGQBauhgCIg/s1600-h/IMG_2402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgIpXuT8XvI/AAAAAAAADMg/NGQBauhgCIg/s400/IMG_2402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332870396305497842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5003094916556758208?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5003094916556758208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5003094916556758208&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5003094916556758208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5003094916556758208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/05/wordless-wednesday-on-wednesday.html' title='WORDLESS WEDNESDAY ON WEDNESDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SgJJLN5If_I/AAAAAAAADOY/-phqZ4W9TnI/s72-c/IMG_2319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-2089281507721717929</id><published>2009-05-01T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:33:50.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNUTTERED FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>Here is Tonka just standing there looking at Billy out at Jason's Field Of Dreams! If you think about it, Tonka is also at the same time, just standing there looking at Billy in Jason's Field Of Dreams! Therefore, this gal thinks that Tonka is out at and in Jason's Field Of Dreams at the same time! This might be possible but I am not sure! In and on?!  Tonka just is not beside himself! If Tonka was beside himself he would be in two places at once, and I personally do not believe that this sort of thing is possible even with everybody saying this sort of thing every day of the week! If you count how many times a week that some body says that they are beside themselves, you would probably have to able to count pretty high! More times than this gal has fingers by the way! Which reminds me that I have got to get my nails done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs4iFREAbI/AAAAAAAADMY/keUq7FQsL9o/s1600-h/DSC03315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs4iFREAbI/AAAAAAAADMY/keUq7FQsL9o/s400/DSC03315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330916742103564722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, all at the same time, at and in and on and trying to get under Jason's Field Of Dreams! It is pretty easy digging in the planet earth! If I ever do get under Jason's Field Of Dreams I just might be the happiest gal to ever grace all of Jason's Field Of Dreams! There could be a pink stuff pinkmine under Jason's Field Of Dreams! I just can not be sure at this particular moment in time! I am boldly going where no gal has gone before! If Billy was any sort of gentleman, Billy would be helping me get under Jason's Field Of  Dreams to find the maybe pinkstuff  pinkmine on the count that he could find something nice and pink for his girlfriend Belle! Belle would probably like to get some new pink stuff from Billy! I would assume anyway! Billy &amp; Belle's Bed And Breakfast (B&amp;B's B&amp;B©™®) would probably benefit from the addition of pink stuff at the front desk! More than likely anyway!&lt;br /&gt;Come on Billy, the planet earth is easy to do the pinkstuff pinkmine digging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs2nV2EBuI/AAAAAAAADMA/AogVDR38MvM/s1600-h/DSC03328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs2nV2EBuI/AAAAAAAADMA/AogVDR38MvM/s400/DSC03328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330914633429812962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging is for the birds! Digging is more like for the worms and gophers and anteaters and armadillos and meerkats and moles and toads and stuff like that! The pinkstuff pinkmine is going take a tad bit more gumption, and muscles and manicures, than I had previously thought in the previous paragraph, on this Unuttered Friday blog posting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs2nhftTFI/AAAAAAAADMI/1UjFtdUuQBg/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs2nhftTFI/AAAAAAAADMI/1UjFtdUuQBg/s400/DSC03339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330914636557274194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Billy and Tonka just standing there looking at something! What Billy and Tonka are looking at, I have no earthly idea what so ever! I really do not have any other ideas what Billy and Tonka are looking at moonly or solar systemly or galaxyly or any other ways of having an idea either! I do know pretty much without a doubt, believe that Billy is looking at Tonka's folded back on itself ear! Why Tonka's ear is folded back on itself I have no earthly or moonly or solar systemly  or galaxyly idea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs2n5p8whI/AAAAAAAADMQ/ZVALWk2dFdo/s1600-h/DSC03341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs2n5p8whI/AAAAAAAADMQ/ZVALWk2dFdo/s400/DSC03341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330914643042681362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-2089281507721717929?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/2089281507721717929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=2089281507721717929&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2089281507721717929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2089281507721717929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/05/unuttered-friday.html' title='UNUTTERED FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sfs4iFREAbI/AAAAAAAADMY/keUq7FQsL9o/s72-c/DSC03315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4955706650407207758</id><published>2009-04-26T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:21:07.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOPSY-TURVY AND ASUNDER AND FUNNY AND MYSTERIOUS!</title><content type='html'>Newton County Arkansas has a lot of friendly and funny boulder rocks! A lot of these friendly and funny boulder rocks are just lying about! These boulder rocks really do not ever do anything but lay around! That is okay though, because they are funny so, if you think about it, those boulder rocks are doing something! Something good I might add! Just for good measure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTD83148-I/AAAAAAAADFE/y30Plf3FcLo/s1600-h/DSC03400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTD83148-I/AAAAAAAADFE/y30Plf3FcLo/s400/DSC03400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329099709635687394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, or really, just most of the time, Newton County is dark and mysterious!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTuYlqrI_I/AAAAAAAADGA/eT0cPoZx6Bg/s1600-h/DSC03402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTuYlqrI_I/AAAAAAAADGA/eT0cPoZx6Bg/s400/DSC03402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329146365281510386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some of the mystery and forebodiness and asunderness right here! It is really pretty foreboding in mysterious places like this in Newton County! I would say! Would you say that?! You might! Or maybe you would not! Be that as it may, I wanted to investigate this mysterious and forbodingness my ownself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTu0UwNtFI/AAAAAAAADGI/NRZOxcYnF0c/s1600-h/DSC03405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTu0UwNtFI/AAAAAAAADGI/NRZOxcYnF0c/s400/DSC03405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329146841777681490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once I started to investigate this mystery, I found out that it may be mysterious, but  that does not mean that it is bad! Just mysterious! And not really very foreboding! Just like the world is! More or less anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTvPPc5ivI/AAAAAAAADGQ/V1H3pYD0bgs/s1600-h/DSC03408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTvPPc5ivI/AAAAAAAADGQ/V1H3pYD0bgs/s400/DSC03408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329147304210959090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is hard to tell which way is up and which way is down in Newton County! The whole of the place is all topsy-turvy and sometimes asunder! Well, not really all of it! It just seems that way sometimes! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUcitdQm5I/AAAAAAAADH4/5mZgX6xfPqI/s1600-h/DSC03410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUcitdQm5I/AAAAAAAADH4/5mZgX6xfPqI/s400/DSC03410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329197116706298770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am showing which way is up in topsy-turvy Newton County! Also, at the same time, I am showing which way is down! I am showing which way is down on the count that my feet are at the bottom of this picture! If it was the other way topsy-turvy, my feet would be on the top of this picture! Or if it was more topsy-turvy, my feet would be against that rock on the side of the picture! I would have to have suction cups or something like that if I wanted to pull something like that! Billy and Tonka would probably laugh if they saw me doing something such as that! Me with suction cups on the bottoms of my feet! I think not! Well, I can think about it, it just probably would never happen!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUylznneoI/AAAAAAAADLw/RBHq9rstxTM/s1600-h/DSC03411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUylznneoI/AAAAAAAADLw/RBHq9rstxTM/s400/DSC03411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329221359155772034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is more topsy turvy right here! Come back here Billy! That boulder rock is all asunder! Bring your fluffy and musty Billly self back here! It is way too mysterious down over there! At least that is the way it seems to me! But not really much anymore!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUXhWDHo1I/AAAAAAAADGo/EcrE8Ffs8K8/s1600-h/DSC03415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUXhWDHo1I/AAAAAAAADGo/EcrE8Ffs8K8/s400/DSC03415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329191595684635474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look right here! That tree right there is growing straight up but that boulder rock is all slanted and kind of asunder!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUX4XXD0YI/AAAAAAAADGw/O13PiZSdYfI/s1600-h/DSC03417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUX4XXD0YI/AAAAAAAADGw/O13PiZSdYfI/s400/DSC03417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329191991173697922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very mysterious!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUapH4iEbI/AAAAAAAADHg/Z46-rPPFErE/s1600-h/DSC03420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUapH4iEbI/AAAAAAAADHg/Z46-rPPFErE/s400/DSC03420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329195027855970738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny too!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUY4jLp9gI/AAAAAAAADHA/pEvNvyY6nl0/s1600-h/DSC03423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUY4jLp9gI/AAAAAAAADHA/pEvNvyY6nl0/s400/DSC03423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329193093858719234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am walking in some mysterious and funny and asunder stuff right here! It is not really topsy-turvy though!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUb8svc6CI/AAAAAAAADHw/egaI_79egrs/s1600-h/DSC03424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUb8svc6CI/AAAAAAAADHw/egaI_79egrs/s400/DSC03424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329196463679137826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my butt! Nothing mysterious here! Except of course the cause of my, ahem, bladder infection!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUZohDwFaI/AAAAAAAADHQ/ICw9tat63og/s1600-h/DSC03431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUZohDwFaI/AAAAAAAADHQ/ICw9tat63og/s400/DSC03431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329193917922416034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some Newton County mystery ancientness right here! And Tonka!  I do not know which is more ancient, Newton County stuff or Tonka! I will look into this further when I have the time! I just do not have time at the moment! And when I say "I do not have time at the moment", I do not mean the moment when we were in Newton County yesterday, but at the present moment, which will not be the present moment anymore when you are reading this stuff that I am typing right now!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUxELt_NfI/AAAAAAAADLo/PHGyKRCIG9A/s1600-h/DSC03433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUxELt_NfI/AAAAAAAADLo/PHGyKRCIG9A/s400/DSC03433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329219681997764082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me and Billy fixing and getting ready to go down a hill into some different mysteriousness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUdCQeDEaI/AAAAAAAADIA/R82V54MVyAA/s1600-h/DSC03434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUdCQeDEaI/AAAAAAAADIA/R82V54MVyAA/s400/DSC03434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329197658680791458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tonka's butt! Tonka's butt will go into the new mysteriousness that is downhill last and after his head! That just makes sense anyway! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUdg37rFbI/AAAAAAAADII/jr5ttslKNlk/s1600-h/DSC03437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUdg37rFbI/AAAAAAAADII/jr5ttslKNlk/s400/DSC03437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329198184670107058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are just going down hill! It just does not look like we are going downhill but we are! Well kind of anyway!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUiLWZbDaI/AAAAAAAADIg/HYRP2wPzjX0/s1600-h/DSC03438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUiLWZbDaI/AAAAAAAADIg/HYRP2wPzjX0/s400/DSC03438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329203312448966050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! Right here again in time, is Tonka doing another one of his Tonka poses! Tonka looks hot right here while he does his Tonka pose! Tonka also looks hot, not hot-hot, but hot like he is hot! I hope that this is clear! Tonka is right now at this very moment, not the moment when this picture was taken, but right now, Tonka is laying on the couch doing nothing but preening himself! Silly Tonka! Tonka does not look hot right now either!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUf_lXps4I/AAAAAAAADIY/0cdg4AvRkzA/s1600-h/DSC03445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUf_lXps4I/AAAAAAAADIY/0cdg4AvRkzA/s400/DSC03445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329200911286383490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of ferns in Newton County! There were lots of different kinds of ferns in Newton County too! They all were not the same! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUin0ZkCkI/AAAAAAAADIo/cQHTRs_EKBg/s1600-h/DSC03447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUin0ZkCkI/AAAAAAAADIo/cQHTRs_EKBg/s400/DSC03447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329203801538955842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fern is pretty nice I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUjWCcS6AI/AAAAAAAADIw/wXKoOHCTiUE/s1600-h/DSC03448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUjWCcS6AI/AAAAAAAADIw/wXKoOHCTiUE/s400/DSC03448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329204595582494722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is a nice fern too! I suppose! I see this fern right here in stores and places like that! I do not know who has enough money to buy all those ferns from the stores and stuff and plant them out here in Newton County, but I am glad they do! Not to mention that person's tired back! Can you imagine?! I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUl3S6oFyI/AAAAAAAADI4/Ji7W0Zz264Q/s1600-h/DSC03449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUl3S6oFyI/AAAAAAAADI4/Ji7W0Zz264Q/s400/DSC03449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329207365963618082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to get a little hot right here so I decided it would probably be a good time to cool myself off in cool and clear and refreshing waters that have things nearby like mosses and ferns and stuff like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUnh0k5R3I/AAAAAAAADJA/_PPZN_gw_XU/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUnh0k5R3I/AAAAAAAADJA/_PPZN_gw_XU/s400/DSC03453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209196065408882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have not one absolute idea what this funny and friendly little plant is right here! I bet this funny and friendly plant is whispering funny stuff to the mosses and ferns when we are not around! I wonder what funny stuff this  funny and friendly little plant is whispering! One can only imagine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUn45Ex42I/AAAAAAAADJI/F1NfQbwxfIc/s1600-h/DSC03457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUn45Ex42I/AAAAAAAADJI/F1NfQbwxfIc/s400/DSC03457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209592409875298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well! This certainly looks like a conundrum right here! At least the boulder rocks are smaller than the other boulder rocks that where uphill! Sometimes the asunderness can be quite the conundrum! I would say! I think other people would probably say the same exact thing! If they wanted to! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUoPmjjxhI/AAAAAAAADJQ/sABILdrqato/s1600-h/DSC03458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUoPmjjxhI/AAAAAAAADJQ/sABILdrqato/s400/DSC03458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209982575691282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all slightly highly irregular! I must say! I was wishing right here at this moment, that Tonka would get over and help me find a way out of this asunderly conundrum!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUomA5ykwI/AAAAAAAADJY/3UB3FYkZ7yo/s1600-h/DSC03464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUomA5ykwI/AAAAAAAADJY/3UB3FYkZ7yo/s400/DSC03464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329210367605379842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish Tonka would pay more attention right here and cease and desist all preening and cleaning activities until we could  find a way across this stuff! The George Clooney of Springfield really sometimes needs to get a clue as pretty much all pretty boys do!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUo9PvO7pI/AAAAAAAADJg/dlPQaN26iWw/s1600-h/DSC03467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUo9PvO7pI/AAAAAAAADJg/dlPQaN26iWw/s400/DSC03467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329210766724624018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I had to make the decision to cross the smaller boulder rocks! I do not know where Billy was during this period in time, but I suspect he was keeping out of trouble like he usually likes to do!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUpTNQnFlI/AAAAAAAADJo/wt7Odmf85BA/s1600-h/DSC03468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUpTNQnFlI/AAAAAAAADJo/wt7Odmf85BA/s400/DSC03468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329211144016434770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was pretty smooth sailing right here!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUpvMWQ4XI/AAAAAAAADJw/tB3igwVqpvA/s1600-h/DSC03469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUpvMWQ4XI/AAAAAAAADJw/tB3igwVqpvA/s400/DSC03469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329211624808046962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could just be me, but I really think that I am probably not and more than likely not, the only white thing around here right now! Be that as it may, I saw not one pink thing anywhere! I am glad my pretty pink collar could afford you a respite from all the earthtone stuff you have been made to look at here during this blog post!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUqGtkemYI/AAAAAAAADJ4/Obz3CdWLeOE/s1600-h/DSC03470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUqGtkemYI/AAAAAAAADJ4/Obz3CdWLeOE/s400/DSC03470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329212028863027586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go Tonka! Tonka! You need to loose some weight Tonka! You are looking a tad bit soft right here! Maybe!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUqgLJ3uHI/AAAAAAAADKA/XdK8ASmG2iA/s1600-h/DSC03475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUqgLJ3uHI/AAAAAAAADKA/XdK8ASmG2iA/s400/DSC03475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329212466301220978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tonka trying to be all mysterious and stuff! Tonka must be shy of his weight problem! Not really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUq1T3-ipI/AAAAAAAADKI/TNQf7b6Bn5s/s1600-h/DSC03478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUq1T3-ipI/AAAAAAAADKI/TNQf7b6Bn5s/s400/DSC03478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329212829419342482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is just some stream with some big as a house boulder rocks! Look at those big as a house boulder rocks! I wonder if those big as a house boulder rocks are happy just laying about and not doing anything but being made to listen to cool and clear and refreshing running water all the time! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUrId_TlXI/AAAAAAAADKQ/P173EZI6Xj8/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUrId_TlXI/AAAAAAAADKQ/P173EZI6Xj8/s400/DSC03483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329213158551950706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some pretty flowers to look at also! There were not just mosses and lichens and ferns to look at! I do not know what store you can get these flowers from, by the way!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUrXOgzjII/AAAAAAAADKY/orsCQo1J8kE/s1600-h/IMG_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUrXOgzjII/AAAAAAAADKY/orsCQo1J8kE/s400/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329213412095528066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beech trees and sandstone boulder rocks make pretty good boon companions as far as I am concerned! I just cannot think of any universe where beech trees and sandstone boulder rocks would not be doing things like this right here! They are made for each other! At least that is the way it seems to me!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUr6fgA2YI/AAAAAAAADKg/6Bu_04kZkqE/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUr6fgA2YI/AAAAAAAADKg/6Bu_04kZkqE/s400/IMG_2144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329214017951029634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Tonka jump! Tonka jumps the tallest of all of us! Tonka is the oldest of all of us! Oldest and tallest and skinniest! And George Clooniest!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUsLrolxAI/AAAAAAAADKo/3A0hQ2cNQyc/s1600-h/IMG_2145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUsLrolxAI/AAAAAAAADKo/3A0hQ2cNQyc/s400/IMG_2145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329214313266004994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some boulder rocks! Again, just lying around doing nothing but listening to cool and clear and refreshing running waters! Quite frankly, I do not know how these boulders get away with this sort of stuff! Too each it's own!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUst_CxuPI/AAAAAAAADKw/AfFnVnIcbK0/s1600-h/IMG_2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUst_CxuPI/AAAAAAAADKw/AfFnVnIcbK0/s400/IMG_2147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329214902591666418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this boulder rock right here! Look at Billy too, if you want to! That boulder rock is as big as a house! A house is also as big as that boulder, at least as far as I am concerned! I do not think that Billy is very concerned about these matters though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUttlrIK0I/AAAAAAAADK4/K_UNa4JSZBc/s1600-h/IMG_2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUttlrIK0I/AAAAAAAADK4/K_UNa4JSZBc/s400/IMG_2148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329215995293215554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy finally got to take in some nice mineral water of the Boston Mountains! Soak Billy soak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUuCcQuipI/AAAAAAAADLA/xFPgiJYRuhk/s1600-h/IMG_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUuCcQuipI/AAAAAAAADLA/xFPgiJYRuhk/s400/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329216353543817874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could of gone over there to those crags over there!  I bet my bottom dollar that it would of been windy and friendly over there at those crags! If we would of went over there to those crags we could of looked back at where this picture was taken! We would not of seen ourselves though on the count that we would not still be standing where this picture was taken from! If we could of seen ourselves, we would of been in two places at once, which would be silly! I have gone over this before!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUvCef957I/AAAAAAAADLI/x3kxoQv2TZs/s1600-h/IMG_2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUvCef957I/AAAAAAAADLI/x3kxoQv2TZs/s400/IMG_2170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329217453656238002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Billy Goldberg walking back uphill toward when we started to walk downhill where you saw just my butt and just Tonka's butt!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUvfyY5c8I/AAAAAAAADLQ/dkk2gkX61QE/s1600-h/IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUvfyY5c8I/AAAAAAAADLQ/dkk2gkX61QE/s400/IMG_2175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329217957211501506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one last boulder rock to look at! What a nice and pleasant looking boulder rock this boulder rock is! Definitely! I would probably marry this boulder rock if I wanted to! I just do not want to at this particular moment in time! Maybe later though!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUv3TeRPkI/AAAAAAAADLY/fJAGHH6fcsA/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUv3TeRPkI/AAAAAAAADLY/fJAGHH6fcsA/s400/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329218361229393474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way for you to leave me and Tonka and Billy, than another wonderful picture of my fabulous feet, just like from the otherworldly and just plain weird place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUwRMbC7VI/AAAAAAAADLg/EejvmyhUL6g/s1600-h/IMG_2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfUwRMbC7VI/AAAAAAAADLg/EejvmyhUL6g/s400/IMG_2161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329218806013422930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4955706650407207758?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4955706650407207758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4955706650407207758&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4955706650407207758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4955706650407207758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/04/topsy-turvy-and-asunder-and-funny-and.html' title='TOPSY-TURVY AND ASUNDER AND FUNNY AND MYSTERIOUS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SfTD83148-I/AAAAAAAADFE/y30Plf3FcLo/s72-c/DSC03400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8367283931870691913</id><published>2009-04-22T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:48:02.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KIND OF WORDLESS BUT NOT REALLY IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT!</title><content type='html'>Here is some stuff to look at of my trip to the Bull Creek yesterday with Tonka and Billy and my fake boyfriend Luna!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9I5leC_8I/AAAAAAAAC9M/2W_tkEecxg4/s1600-h/DSC03360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9I5leC_8I/AAAAAAAAC9M/2W_tkEecxg4/s400/DSC03360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327557038350467010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9I5YjCIbI/AAAAAAAAC9E/QXwd4OLyQsQ/s1600-h/DSC03346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9I5YjCIbI/AAAAAAAAC9E/QXwd4OLyQsQ/s400/DSC03346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327557034881720754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9CI_jGweI/AAAAAAAAC88/GTh5aFNO_88/s1600-h/DSC03366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9CI_jGweI/AAAAAAAAC88/GTh5aFNO_88/s400/DSC03366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327549606467650018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9CIzQ9BtI/AAAAAAAAC80/_o5WEWZ4mqg/s1600-h/DSC03345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9CIzQ9BtI/AAAAAAAAC80/_o5WEWZ4mqg/s400/DSC03345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327549603170289362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9KEJGDPVI/AAAAAAAAC9U/ezfubYh1Bn4/s1600-h/DSC03373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9KEJGDPVI/AAAAAAAAC9U/ezfubYh1Bn4/s400/DSC03373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327558319223815506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9CIN-dtVI/AAAAAAAAC8k/WbhuObjkln4/s1600-h/DSC03370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9CIN-dtVI/AAAAAAAAC8k/WbhuObjkln4/s400/DSC03370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327549593160627538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8367283931870691913?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8367283931870691913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8367283931870691913&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8367283931870691913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8367283931870691913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/04/kind-of-wordless-but-not-really-if-you.html' title='KIND OF WORDLESS BUT NOT REALLY IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Se9I5leC_8I/AAAAAAAAC9M/2W_tkEecxg4/s72-c/DSC03360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8349671331320153057</id><published>2009-04-14T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:45:44.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDLESS WEDNESDAY ON TUESDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeS5slCupsI/AAAAAAAAC8c/QCYxNb76YIs/s1600-h/l.l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeS5slCupsI/AAAAAAAAC8c/QCYxNb76YIs/s400/l.l4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584834967709378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do these Wordless Wednesdays keep happening! It is like, just about last week, that there was a Wordless Wednesday! Which kind of seems like just yesterday, by the way! Be that as it may, here is this Wednesday's right now, at this very second, one day early, Wordless Wednesday blog post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For today's Wordless Wednesday blog post, I have decided to post a video that has absolutely no words in it whatsoever! Not even one word! That means that there is nothing said at all in this video! And by the way, do not pay any attention whatsoever to the stuff that you might hear at the beginning of the video! Having a video with no words whatsoever is a fantastic idea for a Wordless Wednesday blog post, if I do say so myself! And I just did! Which brings me to the point that I really do like saying things myownself! Why would somebody want someone else saying things about stuff for them! I mean, really!   All that stuff notwithstanding, here is that video of me and Billy and Tonka! This video is from last summer out at Jason's Field Of Dreams! You might be able to tell that it is summer out at Jason's Field Of Dreams because there is a bunch of green stuff everyplace you look and the grass is pretty tall! It was at this time that I thought that those Feltons and their farmhands should probably sooner and better than later, get out and mow Jason's Field Of Dreams! It was such a long and hot summer last summer not being able to really go out to Jason's Field Of Dreams on the count of the Feltons and their farmhands not mowing Jason's Field Of Dreams! There were all sorts of mosquitos out there in Jason's Field Of Dreams on the count of the tall grass! I am pretty sure that I now have heart worms because of all those mosquitos! Those heart worms must love me a lot on the count of them wanting to be near and dear and in my heart like that! Come to think of it, I do not know why those heartworms get such bad things said about them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Fs0ObpK38Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Fs0ObpK38Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8349671331320153057?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8349671331320153057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8349671331320153057&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8349671331320153057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8349671331320153057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/04/wordless-wednesday.html' title='WORDLESS WEDNESDAY ON TUESDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeS5slCupsI/AAAAAAAAC8c/QCYxNb76YIs/s72-c/l.l4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-3232169242481689703</id><published>2009-04-13T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:57:11.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLUE SKIES ABOVE!</title><content type='html'>I have, more than a tad, and just a tad more than a bit, been way under the weather lately! And by being under the weather, I mean I have been under the clouds! Under the clouds like sick! Under the clouds like dark! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeM7PWbpLGI/AAAAAAAAC8E/YeAPGo_Fprk/s1600-h/moo+mad+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeM7PWbpLGI/AAAAAAAAC8E/YeAPGo_Fprk/s400/moo+mad+02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324164319387659362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, here are some of my pictures from yesterday's Easter brunch over at Grandma Grannyy Pants' house! My aunts were there at Grandma Granny Pants' house! My aunts came just to see me! Because my aunt's  came just to see me over at Grandma Granny Pants', I decided to put on my most fabulous pink Eastery stuff! I am wearing that fabulous pink stuff that Grandma Granny Pants bought and then brought over to me when I had my ahem, bladder infection some time back,  which you might be able to remember me blogging about some time back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeNCSx5us4I/AAAAAAAAC8U/kh2RFRjPeIU/s1600-h/DSC03272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeNCSx5us4I/AAAAAAAAC8U/kh2RFRjPeIU/s400/DSC03272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324172074882610050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeNB-ycAkPI/AAAAAAAAC8M/oEGpabvXztc/s1600-h/DSC03271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeNB-ycAkPI/AAAAAAAAC8M/oEGpabvXztc/s400/DSC03271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324171731429003506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe yesterday over at Grandma Granny Pants' is just what this girl needed to get out from under those dark clouds of being under the weather, and fly to above those dark under the weather clouds and soar in those skies above where I once again can be footloose and fancy free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At least I hope so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-3232169242481689703?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/3232169242481689703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=3232169242481689703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3232169242481689703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3232169242481689703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/04/blue-skies-above.html' title='BLUE SKIES ABOVE!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SeM7PWbpLGI/AAAAAAAAC8E/YeAPGo_Fprk/s72-c/moo+mad+02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5604651512266816985</id><published>2009-04-08T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:15:04.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY WORDLESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sdyw5bVjh6I/AAAAAAAAC78/4cQYKlOM7DM/s1600-h/kids+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sdyw5bVjh6I/AAAAAAAAC78/4cQYKlOM7DM/s400/kids+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322323360282281890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5604651512266816985?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5604651512266816985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5604651512266816985&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5604651512266816985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5604651512266816985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/04/very-wordless.html' title='VERY WORDLESS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sdyw5bVjh6I/AAAAAAAAC78/4cQYKlOM7DM/s72-c/kids+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-3532344302953634613</id><published>2009-04-01T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:57:31.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ANOTHER WORDLESS WEDNESDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SdNyw2pIuAI/AAAAAAAAC70/JhSYSebfz6Q/s1600-h/DSC02441+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SdNyw2pIuAI/AAAAAAAAC70/JhSYSebfz6Q/s400/DSC02441+copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319721768482027522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying, but I just cannot believe that it could be possible, that today is the day for another "Wordless Wednesday"! Wordless Wednesdays are so easy because I really do not have to think very much about what to blog about when I have to blog! All I have to do is find a picture or something like that to show everbody!&lt;br /&gt;So right here is the picture I have decided to use for today and this Wordless Wednesday blog!!&lt;br /&gt;Just look at this picture! It is me and Tonka! Both me and Tonka are doing "hotrod"! We are both jacked up in the back end! It is like we have big tires on our back ends or something like that! It should be noted too, and as well, at how both of both me and Tonka have our tails way up in the air like some sort of antennas or something like that! It should probably be noted too, that this picture right here was not taken yesterday! It might be evident, but in case it is not, this picture was taken sometime in the past when I was footloose and fancy free out at Jason's Field Of Dreams when it was about time that the Felton's and their farmhands needed to mow Jason's Field Of Dreams! I remember that about this time, that I wanted to open a pastry shoppe for the Felton's and their hungry farmhands! I never did do that though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-3532344302953634613?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/3532344302953634613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=3532344302953634613&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3532344302953634613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3532344302953634613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/04/just-another-wordless-wednesday.html' title='JUST ANOTHER WORDLESS WEDNESDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SdNyw2pIuAI/AAAAAAAAC70/JhSYSebfz6Q/s72-c/DSC02441+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4088883003490796894</id><published>2009-03-27T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:50:51.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALF OF HALF IS HALF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7a_riidMI/AAAAAAAAC7k/EiYZRDiIkoo/s1600-h/IMG_1080.JPG+half+missing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7a_riidMI/AAAAAAAAC7k/EiYZRDiIkoo/s400/IMG_1080.JPG+half+missing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318428997525337282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been spending a lot of time lately  thinking a lot about how there is something missing in my lifetime! A half of something is missing as a matter of fact! That missing half that I am looking for is a one and only boyfriend! While thinking about how much I need a one and only boyfriend, I was also at the same time thinking about where I could possibly find a one and only real and actual boyfriend! This thought caused me to think about all of my fakeboyfriends that I have pretty much all over the whole entire planet earth! Well, almost entirely whole anyway! Which reminds me, I have no boyfriends in Slovenia or Timbuktu or Schenectady for that matter! Be that as it may, I really do already have a lot of fakeboyfriends that could be my real and actual boyfriends! I can really and  actually at the same time, have only one real and actual one and only boyfriend at  time, so I was thinking that it would be good to list and picture all of my fakeboyfriends from all over the whole entire planet and pick which one of these fakeboyfriends that I will accept as my one and only real and actual boyfriend! A really and super hard task I must say! This super hard task is now at hand! I must say! Indubitably so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This section right here is the United Kingdom section! The United Kingdom is the exact thing as UK, by the way! I found out this true and real and actual fact a little while ago! And when I say a little while ago, I mean that I really and actually found this real and actual fact to be true and a fact, about two months ago, or something like that! Be that as it may, this right here is my first fakeboyfriend from the United Kingdom! This is Ralph Allen! Ralph Allen from the United Kingdom is very funny, and believe you me, this girl likes to laugh a lot! Just look at Ralph Allen right here being funny and making me laugh! He is more than likely not, trying to make me laugh on purpose! I mean really! Ralph Allen with sparkly sunglasses on and a scarf! Ralph Allen probably and more than likely, got those dark sunglasses from Elvis or something like that! I would imagine that would be the case anyway! It probably would not be very hard to find out if this is indeed a fact or not!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5eKllvwTI/AAAAAAAAC48/E5G-cgBigmw/s1600-h/Ralph+Allen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5eKllvwTI/AAAAAAAAC48/E5G-cgBigmw/s400/Ralph+Allen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318291745953268018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is my second fakeboyfriend from the United Kingdom! This right here is Charlie Bong! Charlie Bong and Ralph Allen are really good friends together and get into all sorts of mischief together! They work their Nannan real good! Did you hear about the baguette incident?! Oh my!Look at Charlie Bong doing what he is doing right here! Charlie Bong is showing me his soft and snugly side! I like being all soft and snugly! My goodness, if I ever went over there to the United Kingdom, I would more than likely be ensconced in some sort of funny and soft and snugly heaven with Ralph Allen and Charlie Bong! That would be a nice heaven to be in! I would say!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5eLDou3TI/AAAAAAAAC5E/8O3XLQPPa5U/s1600-h/Charlie+Bong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5eLDou3TI/AAAAAAAAC5E/8O3XLQPPa5U/s400/Charlie+Bong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318291754018856242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Those two might be trying to dry gulch me into choosing them! At this point in time I have not decided if this is what they are trying to do or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these two! Lurchers both of them! What is better yet, is that these two lurchers are boy lurchers! I like a lurcher boy! Lurcher boys are sometimes, but just not all the time a little rough!  I like the way a lurcher boy tickles my earmeat with their lurcher boy tickley hairs when rummaging around my on my personnage! This is right here below is Red and Zak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6K8SJjNTI/AAAAAAAAC60/uW-xbn9-Oc0/s1600-h/Zak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6K8SJjNTI/AAAAAAAAC60/uW-xbn9-Oc0/s400/Zak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318340978239812914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these two boys!  They are so open-minded and cultivated over there in the United Kingdom! They can do the domestic stuff all the while that I am out shopping for pink stuff! I am sure they would happy to do such a thing too!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6K8mx_GaI/AAAAAAAAC68/i-kQdzcoBjs/s1600-h/Zak+%26+-Vicki+Armstrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6K8mx_GaI/AAAAAAAAC68/i-kQdzcoBjs/s400/Zak+%26+-Vicki+Armstrong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318340983778122146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! I could just watch these two do this sort of thing all the live long day! And then some! Just do not ask me to wash out the grass stains!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6K8-3VK5I/AAAAAAAAC7E/fY1c4sAlNxI/s1600-h/zak+and+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6K8-3VK5I/AAAAAAAAC7E/fY1c4sAlNxI/s400/zak+and+red.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318340990242990994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to consider this sentence that you are reading right now and at this time to be the end of the United Kingdom slash UK fakeboyfriend section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that some of my fakeboyfriends are over here in the United States! Also, if you are interested, I am going to begin to start thinking about starting an investigation into whether or not that "US" is the same as the "United States"! I have a sneaking suspicion that it is on the count that I sucessfully solved the riddle of the United Kingdom slash UK puzzle! I will keep you all posted! If I can remember though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look right here at Eddie! Eddie has lots of stuff going for him! Eddie has a delicate brindley thing going on! It is not a showing off type of in your face brindley! Eddie also has a very strong and proud and profound nose! Because of Eddie's strong and proud and profound nose, I am sure he would protect me real good! I really do not feel that I even have to mention the pinkness of his brindle-bownie earmeat! No, I do not have to mention that at all! Mmmm!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6F_1wcNxI/AAAAAAAAC6k/G7jhyqK9n4M/s1600-h/eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6F_1wcNxI/AAAAAAAAC6k/G7jhyqK9n4M/s400/eddie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318335541779642130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look right here! What do we have here?! This is definitely a boy! I can tell he is a boy because he is just laying there, and beings that is what I look at twenty four seven around here, I am going to have to assume that this is a boy too!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6Ef_ZTNZI/AAAAAAAAC6c/vd8c-dxIp7w/s1600-h/xander2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6Ef_ZTNZI/AAAAAAAAC6c/vd8c-dxIp7w/s400/xander2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318333895099495826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Of course it is a boy! This is Xander! Look at Xander here! He makes me want to take up laying around like a boy on the count that Xander is making me feel all dreamy like with his dreamy look on his face! I do believe that I am falling under Xander's dreamy spell stuff!  He might be a tad short for me on the count that he is a whippet, but I am willing to look past this matter on the count of the dreamy feeling he makes me have! Yes! Yes I will overlook the matter of him being a tad short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6EfkkUScI/AAAAAAAAC6U/THMTr9VmuS8/s1600-h/Xander-Kristin+Guffey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6EfkkUScI/AAAAAAAAC6U/THMTr9VmuS8/s400/Xander-Kristin+Guffey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318333887897946562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is TresBeau! TresBeau has a name that I think more than likely not, means very good or something such as that! It really does not matter much to me on the count that TresBeau means nothing but very hot! Just look at TresBeau standing there all alert and and strong and true! I think that it would probably be a pretty good thing to get tangled up in his ear and tail hairs! Yes ma'am! It would! There could even be the possibility that we could stay tangled up together for some time! That would not be a bad thing at all! I would say!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6ArY-DTLI/AAAAAAAAC6M/sYxE6kspQ68/s1600-h/tresbeau2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6ArY-DTLI/AAAAAAAAC6M/sYxE6kspQ68/s400/tresbeau2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318329692896578738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TresBeau shows all and everyone out on the coursing field howto do it! Look at TresBeau's silky and shiny hair flow as he shows that plastic bag what for! I do like an atheletic boy! This I am way more than sure about! Unquestionably so!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5-G8XRvJI/AAAAAAAAC58/rbzBJXTBdcs/s1600-h/TresBeau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5-G8XRvJI/AAAAAAAAC58/rbzBJXTBdcs/s400/TresBeau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318326867719208082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! I think I could be too old for TresBeau! Look at TresBeau right here! This was not very long ago, it should probably be noted! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5-HJ1WpaI/AAAAAAAAC6E/C9UxBTDJPqU/s1600-h/TresBeau3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5-HJ1WpaI/AAAAAAAAC6E/C9UxBTDJPqU/s400/TresBeau3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318326871335019938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a gander here! This here is Bob! Bob is a brindle, so you cannot really see him very well right here! I think that you cannot see Bob right here very well on the count that he is camouflaged! I guess he is trying to make himself unknown to me! He must be shy or something like that! Come on Bob, I will not bite you! If I do it will not be very hard or anything! I will sniff your brindle-brownie earmeat though!  As far as I can tell anyway! Please get up Bob so on the count that I can get a gooder look at you! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5QL6OTayI/AAAAAAAAC4k/NwvvTStjAe0/s1600-h/Bob-Crystal+Joyner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5QL6OTayI/AAAAAAAAC4k/NwvvTStjAe0/s400/Bob-Crystal+Joyner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318276375509166882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Nigel! Nigel's last name is Buggers! &lt;a href="http://lifewithdogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nigel has a blog too!&lt;/a&gt; Nigel is kind of, and sort of exotic, with that black and white splotchy thing  that he has going on! And because on the count of that,  and because I have slpotchy stuff too, I think that Nigel is kind of and pretty much a good match as a real and actual fakeboyfriend! He lives up in ice cream land so that is a bonus for him as far as I am concerned! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2RosoTaqI/AAAAAAAAC3s/FLWbshSIQQo/s1600-h/Nigel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2RosoTaqI/AAAAAAAAC3s/FLWbshSIQQo/s400/Nigel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318066863355423394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Cappy! I like Cappy's dark beard and his easy care and go-with-everything coat! That coat could spend a day at the park, then be shaked off, then go to a fundraiser or something like that! Another  good thing about about Cappy, is that Cappy can not see very well! I could let myself go a little bit and Cappy would not care one iota of a bit! At least it would seem that way! Be all that as it may, I really can not see how he types with those nails! I mean, the space bar alone!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2QcldCL8I/AAAAAAAAC3k/JCahW0wc1aQ/s1600-h/Cappy+Diane+Babcock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2QcldCL8I/AAAAAAAAC3k/JCahW0wc1aQ/s400/Cappy+Diane+Babcock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318065555759050690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here will be my California fakeboyfriend section of fakeboyfriends!&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Scout!  Oh dear Scout! What is it that you could possibly be thinking about?! I know what I think about Scout right here! I think that it is probably a fact that the back of Scouts head is fluffy and smells of some sort of dessert, like pie or something like that! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc55qr3ooHI/AAAAAAAAC5U/vq935lv6TsY/s1600-h/bs_scout%26cows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc55qr3ooHI/AAAAAAAAC5U/vq935lv6TsY/s400/bs_scout%26cows.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318321984208674930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout very much likes to put his head out in cool mountain air! He likes to vacation in Lake Tahoe! He thinks, I am sure, that the thin air is good for what may or may not ail us! At least that is what they say about stuff such as that! It might not be true! I will look into this thin mountain air thing if I get the time to do so!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc55rP3LTtI/AAAAAAAAC5c/W_X9tlb03EU/s1600-h/bs_aspendog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc55rP3LTtI/AAAAAAAAC5c/W_X9tlb03EU/s400/bs_aspendog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318321993870429906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout, also, is very socially conscious! Scout gets out to vote! This is probably and more than likely a good thing! I would say! He is pretty much connected out in movie land, so I could get a walk-on if I wanted one! I just do not want one at this particular period in time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc55rM3vypI/AAAAAAAAC5k/LCc-xQdJ84g/s1600-h/bs_scoutvote2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc55rM3vypI/AAAAAAAAC5k/LCc-xQdJ84g/s400/bs_scoutvote2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318321993067514514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two boys right here below each other, are Mally and Tiger! They live in that place that that nice man named Ron Burgundy talked about in that one movie!&lt;br /&gt;Look at Mally right here! Mally is particularly brindley and Mally has got a particularly pointy nose! He just could possibly be my own private Cyrano or something like that! I cannot forget that Mally also has brindle brownie earmeat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc57FVY0xJI/AAAAAAAAC50/Swi9m7u5iAE/s1600-h/Mally-+Caryn+Anderson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc57FVY0xJI/AAAAAAAAC50/Swi9m7u5iAE/s400/Mally-+Caryn+Anderson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318323541541962898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tiger right here! Tiger lives with Mally in that same city that that Ron Burgundy talked about in that one movie! See how Tiger has brindley stuff that also has some white parts all mixed into it? That is a good thing! If I get kind of bored looking at his white parts I can just start looking at his brindley stuff! Or if I  get bored looking at the brindley stuff then I could look at the white part! It is kind of like getting a vanilla frosting on a carrot cake or something like that! What I am trying to say is that the brindley part is the actual carrot cake and the white part is the actual vanilla frosting! I hope this is clear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6Ik8BBqRI/AAAAAAAAC6s/yw-uawSgFU8/s1600-h/Tiger+Caryn+Anderson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc6Ik8BBqRI/AAAAAAAAC6s/yw-uawSgFU8/s400/Tiger+Caryn+Anderson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318338378138233106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Mishka!  Mishka is from New York City! NYC is the exact same thing as New York City! So if ever you want to say New York CIty, all you have to do is say NYC! It is pretty much a shorter and faster way of saying New York CIty! How much faster it is, I can not at this moment say! I might do a time check  competition to see which is fastest when I have the time! I will do it after my investigation of the whole USA slash United States inquiry!In the mean time, Mishka cannot escape the true fact that he is a big giant flurtter! Look at him right here winking at me! Fresh! I would say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2MtZjvL7I/AAAAAAAAC3E/s2laXlAEKVw/s1600-h/Mishka3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2MtZjvL7I/AAAAAAAAC3E/s2laXlAEKVw/s400/Mishka3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318061446577205170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mishka is a city boy for certain, beings he is from New York City and all! So Mishka is probably and pretty much a sophisticated person! Mishka probably has a lot of book-learning in him and street savvy! He could show me around up there pretty good! We could go out and get some of those hotdogs and maybe later on after that go to Barney's for some hot pink stuff! I am sure that Mishka is a major player and would be me lots of pink stuff! With abandon, probably!&lt;br /&gt;He can sensitive!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2MtGa-7lI/AAAAAAAAC28/wFefpxRMAgs/s1600-h/Mishka2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2MtGa-7lI/AAAAAAAAC28/wFefpxRMAgs/s400/Mishka2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318061441440214610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mishka makes good bed head! Look at Mishka's bed head! Me and Mishka could just fall right out of his bed here, then go for a walk around the park without a problem! No one in the park would say anything about Me and Mishka just falling out of bed together on the count that he makes good bed head!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2MswupktI/AAAAAAAAC2s/hr6E0WEwtf4/s1600-h/Mishka.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2MswupktI/AAAAAAAAC2s/hr6E0WEwtf4/s400/Mishka.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318061435617120978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mishka here, I will call and end to the United States fakeboyfriend section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here is my Spanish boyfriend section right here! That means that the fakeboyfriends from right here and onward, are fakeboyfriends from Spain until I say otherwise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Pluto! In some pictures I really think that Pluto looks like my old friend and good-time gal-pal, Mert! I miss Mert! However, and be that as it may, Pluto is quite guapo and distinguished looking right here! I think he might be a bit older than me but that is a-okay with moi! I like a distinguished older boy! Especially when the older boy is guapo!  Kind of like an older Sean Connery or a sometime in the future Antonio Banderas or somebody like that! I am sure that since Pluto comes from an olive place that he could give this gal all the tres exotique olives he could muster up! Cold and dripping wet or cold and dry makes no difference to this gal one bit at all! I like to go and see what sort of fun times that Pluto and his good amigos are having at his &lt;a href="http://cuatropatasycia.blogspot.com/"&gt;amigo's blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5rNEspBvI/AAAAAAAAC5M/wLRXcoIPXB4/s1600-h/Pluto+Rosa+Farre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5rNEspBvI/AAAAAAAAC5M/wLRXcoIPXB4/s400/Pluto+Rosa+Farre.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318306082314585842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Carlitos! He is my fake boyfriend of the Spanish hills!  Look at how noble Carlitos is! I think Carlitos might more than likely be a hildago or someone like that!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2Sgq6BOqI/AAAAAAAAC4M/4X5To6jbhRI/s1600-h/Carlitos5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2Sgq6BOqI/AAAAAAAAC4M/4X5To6jbhRI/s400/Carlitos5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318067824965532322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Carlitos right here! Brave Carlitos is guarding our little hacienda so no one can harm me! Or it could just be that Carlitos is simply standing there! I have been thinking about these two possibilities and have not decided which is the case in this matter!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2SgUT13UI/AAAAAAAAC38/KAOG8DxJ98I/s1600-h/Carlitos3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2SgUT13UI/AAAAAAAAC38/KAOG8DxJ98I/s400/Carlitos3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318067818899823938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can see right here that Carlitos is maybe just a little too much of a ladie's man! Here is Carlitos with his Sanne! &lt;a href="http://www.baasgalgo.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=139&amp;Itemid=99999"&gt;Sanne has a world wide web site with her mother,&lt;/a&gt; and they do good things! I must say! Without a doubt they do good things! I learned a lot of things reading their world wide web site! I would say! Hmmm! Now I am starting to wonder if I have what it would take to Carlitos away from these two girls! Hmmm! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2SgWv338I/AAAAAAAAC30/bxHMwq4us7c/s1600-h/Carlitos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2SgWv338I/AAAAAAAAC30/bxHMwq4us7c/s400/Carlitos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318067819554267074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides stealing Carlitos away from those two girls, I think I have another matter to think about! I think there might be a possibility that Carlitos might be a little of a tad too young for me!  See right here?! This is Carlitos just a short time ago! Not short like short and little and tiny, but short like not a very long ago in time! I think at this time I will have to consider Carlitos even further!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2SgVGRmTI/AAAAAAAAC4E/Dip7IMGa8pI/s1600-h/Carlitos4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2SgVGRmTI/AAAAAAAAC4E/Dip7IMGa8pI/s400/Carlitos4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318067819111356722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Divino! This right here is Divino! Divino is divine! Divino is from a heaven of some sort I am sure! A heaven of hot fakeboyfriends that is the kind of heaven Divino is from!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7RK6fKRfI/AAAAAAAAC7c/CxbWfO0ZX6A/s1600-h/Divino2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7RK6fKRfI/AAAAAAAAC7c/CxbWfO0ZX6A/s400/Divino2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318418195399984626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With those eyes of his, Divino is like a conquistador of my heart! Or something like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7RK8PShiI/AAAAAAAAC7U/Xx19arLmk2M/s1600-h/Divino1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7RK8PShiI/AAAAAAAAC7U/Xx19arLmk2M/s400/Divino1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318418195870287394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Divino right here! He is wondering where I am and when the time will be when we will be together again! I think that is what he is thinking anyway! Or it could possible that Davino is watching a fly fly around, or something like that!   Eitherway, I think Divino is a special fakeboyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7RKmS1UvI/AAAAAAAAC7M/-6XgOuup8JQ/s1600-h/Divino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7RKmS1UvI/AAAAAAAAC7M/-6XgOuup8JQ/s400/Divino.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318418189979570930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! That is the end of my Spanish fakeboyfriend section right here! Nobody below is from Spain land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here are the boys from Italy section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is King! King of my heart I must say!  King might possibly be the most tall, dark, and handsomest, tall dark and handsome boy that I could of possibly ever at any and all times, have laid my eyeballs on! King is so brindley that I almost cannot really tell very much if he is brindle or not! It is like some sort of concentrated marble of brindle goodness!  The bonus of me going out with king would be that he has brindle brownie earmeat! And since he has concentrated brildleness, I am more than certain that King's brindle brownie earmeat is concentrated as well!  Imagine that! Having a boyfriend that has brindle brownie earmeat that is free for the taking! I guess it might not be free on the count of I would probably and more than likely be paying for that brindle brownie earmeat with a big piece of my heart! Small price to pay! I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5Yzx9A7QI/AAAAAAAAC4s/gMUKRNEgJnQ/s1600-h/King-Fulvio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5Yzx9A7QI/AAAAAAAAC4s/gMUKRNEgJnQ/s400/King-Fulvio.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318285856576957698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas again! I just could probably be too old for King of My Heart! You really might not at anytime think that this right here is King! He was once small and dark and cute! That really is not the same as tall and dark and handsome! I would say! It really is not the same because tall and dark and handsome has tall and dark in it and small dark and cute has small and cute in it! See what I am saying?! I hope you do because it is really not that difficult! At least that is the way it seems!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5Y0PgQViI/AAAAAAAAC40/5bla0BWpY7w/s1600-h/King-Fulvio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5Y0PgQViI/AAAAAAAAC40/5bla0BWpY7w/s400/King-Fulvio1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318285864509396514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciò a destra qui è Apache! Apache è uno dei miei ragazzi falsi italiani! Penso che Apache stia proponendo come questo per farglielo! Non so perché penserebbe quello se proponesse come questo che lo avrei gradetto! Hmmm! Potrebbe funzionare appena tuttavia! L'uno o l'altro lui che propone come quello, o il suo accento che ora non posso decidere appena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5PF7JVieI/AAAAAAAAC4c/iO45HBJRAuw/s1600-h/Apache-Giana+Calamai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5PF7JVieI/AAAAAAAAC4c/iO45HBJRAuw/s400/Apache-Giana+Calamai.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318275173165926882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva Italiano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That foreign looking writing was for my fakeboyfriend Apache! Apache cannot speak a lick of American at all! That is okay though, because who needs a boyfriend to speak anyways?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Apache! Apache is one of my Italian fake boyfriends! I think that Apache is posing like this to make me like him! I do not know why he would think that if he posed like this that I would like him! Hmmm! It just might be working however! Either him posing like that, or his accent, I just right now can not decide!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5PF7JVieI/AAAAAAAAC4c/iO45HBJRAuw/s1600-h/Apache-Giana+Calamai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc5PF7JVieI/AAAAAAAAC4c/iO45HBJRAuw/s400/Apache-Giana+Calamai.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318275173165926882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for Italy! I now am bringing the Italian fakeboyfriend section to doness!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have ever thought that I, Melody!, from way over in the Ozarks could possibly have a fakeboyfriend all the way over in Finland! Nobody would have thought that! That is who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is Asham! You can be crytal clear that  Asham is like some sort of Baltic god guy! Just like Heimdall, Asham is very handsome and alert and on guard to protect! Look at Asham! It is not ever at anytime possible to take a bad picture of Asham! And I have looked at a whole lot of Asham pictures! Asham could possibly be my most special of fakeboyfriends! I am pretty sure about this anyway! Just look at Asham! Is he not wonderful?! You know he is! Just like I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2OSe_j_JI/AAAAAAAAC3M/_hY-HFGInFw/s1600-h/Asham-Sonja+Holm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2OSe_j_JI/AAAAAAAAC3M/_hY-HFGInFw/s400/Asham-Sonja+Holm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318063183202876562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Asham right here! You know Asham is liked by girls on the count of that Asham has his own harem! These gals right here are Asham's haremettes or something like that! His haremettes are Nasima and Lottie! I really do not blame Nasima and Lottie one little tiny or one big gigantic bit whatsoever! I think Lottie might be a good girlfriend for me to be girlfriends with! Lottie has dots and spots and splotches and blotches just like me! I  think I would enjoy going shopping with Lottie!   &lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m131/cadence220/Lottie.jpg"&gt;Lottie&lt;/a&gt; is very tres chic! I must say! I know you would probably say the same if you were me!  I just might have to in the future, start to think about making a fakegirlfriend list of fakegirlfriends on the count of I do not even have a real and actual girlfriend!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2OTMTTbII/AAAAAAAAC3U/cbK2aiF1lZw/s1600-h/Asham1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2OTMTTbII/AAAAAAAAC3U/cbK2aiF1lZw/s400/Asham1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318063195365272706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Definitely Asham is the way to go right now! Asham might not be my Mr. Right in all the right places! I mean he is way over in Finland and he is kind of youngl! A girl can dream though! Can't she?! For the time being, and until I decide on a one and only real and actual boyfriend,  Asham can be my Mr. Right Now, and that is the way I see it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2OTYZLTsI/AAAAAAAAC3c/8_IhHqu89vI/s1600-h/Asham2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc2OTYZLTsI/AAAAAAAAC3c/8_IhHqu89vI/s400/Asham2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318063198611132098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! I have kind of narrowed the decision of a one and only real and actual boyfriend at this point in time! At least that is what I am saying anyways! The decisions about each and everyone of my fakeboyfriends is not at all very easy to make! There are so many of my fakeboyfriends to chose from! There are far and away exotic fakeboyfriends! There are near and dear fakeboyfriends! There are fakeboyfriends that just could possibly be to good for me! There are some fakeboyfriends that are possibly too young for me! There could even be one or two that are too old for me! But right now for me, I will have to wait and keep thinking and see! I the mean time I will have to settle for my tried and true real boy brothers Billy and Tonka!♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4088883003490796894?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4088883003490796894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4088883003490796894&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4088883003490796894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4088883003490796894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/03/half-of-half-is-half.html' title='HALF OF HALF IS HALF!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sc7a_riidMI/AAAAAAAAC7k/EiYZRDiIkoo/s72-c/IMG_1080.JPG+half+missing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1079883220175356720</id><published>2009-03-25T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:42:52.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDLESS WEDNESDAY!</title><content type='html'>    I have never ever done a "wordless Wednesday" blog posting before this one right here! If you do not know what a wordless Wednesday post is, it is just a picture to look at! You do a wordless Wednesday post on Wednesdays, that is why they call it wordless Wednesdays, at least I think so! Also, there are no words or anything! Just a picture to look at! I always really did not want to do a wordless Wednesday blog post before because if I did a wordless Wednesday blog post I would not even get to say anything! That is kind of silly if you think about it! I think blogs are for gabbing about stuff! They do not have to be though! So I thought I might just try out this wordless Wednesday thing! So here is my first ever wordless Wednesday blog post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I chose this picture right here of Tonka and Billy on our  way home after a day of hiking in that otherworldly and just plain weird place we like to go to sometimes! This picture is actually a bunch of pictures if you think about it! Look at Billy and Tonka  in the mirror! That is one picture!  You really are not looking at them exactly! You are looking at what they look like in the mirror! They do pretty much look about like that though! You can not smell Billy's mustiness though!  Then look at the two windows in the mirror! That is two more pictures right there!  There are trees and stuff in the windows! You can even see Tonka in one of those windows!  Those trees in the window really do not look like that though! Tonka looks pretty much like that though! I would say! So really, if you think about it, there are four pictures right here in this one picture! What a great way to start out this wordless wednesday thing! Four pictures in one picture! This is even better than pink milk! At least that is the way I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sco9F2kuraI/AAAAAAAAC2k/R_TeepFO1Fg/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sco9F2kuraI/AAAAAAAAC2k/R_TeepFO1Fg/s400/IMG_1994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317129480822500770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1079883220175356720?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1079883220175356720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1079883220175356720&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1079883220175356720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1079883220175356720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/03/wordless-wednesday.html' title='WORDLESS WEDNESDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sco9F2kuraI/AAAAAAAAC2k/R_TeepFO1Fg/s72-c/IMG_1994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5932864200895422642</id><published>2009-03-18T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:22:50.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAMA QUEEN?!  WHATEV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ScGDJ9Tf21I/AAAAAAAAC1w/xkWy7yaKDwU/s1600-h/IMG_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ScGDJ9Tf21I/AAAAAAAAC1w/xkWy7yaKDwU/s400/IMG_2016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314673242372299602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    Someone is changing stuff around on the world wide web just to confuse me! Someone is making stuff harder to do on the world wide web! Like today, I found out that, that nice and fun little "lol" thing was changed into"lulz"!   Imagine that! If there was someone to talk to about this matter at hand, I would! As it is, there is not anyone to address this matter to!  It is like there really is not anyone in charge of the world wide web! As far as I can tell!  I must look into this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not amused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ScK84Nh1YgI/AAAAAAAAC2I/fJZ3_QlfHL0/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ScK84Nh1YgI/AAAAAAAAC2I/fJZ3_QlfHL0/s400/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315018184140874242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Lol" is so much easier to type and stuff like that! "Lol" is all on ONE side of the keyboard! That makes typing "lol" so pleasant!  "Lulz" is so much harder to type and stuff like that! "Lulz" is on BOTH sides of the keyboard! Not only is "lulz" on both sides of the keyboard, but I also have to now reach farther for the "u" key and then reach all the way over to the other side of the keyboard for the "z" key! This is very unpleasant and not at all pleasant like typing good old "lol"! Urghhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     On the count of this nonsense, I now have to change my way of thinking too! Like when I think to myself that "That would be a great place to put an "lol"", I now will have to try to remember to make the "lol" into a lulz! Then after I remember to make the "lol" into a "lulz", I will then get frustrated that I will have to reach farther for that "u" key and then go to the other side of the keyboard to reach the "z" key! I will then more than likely get distracted by all this unecessary nonsensical nonsense, and think back in time to more pleasant times past, when "lulz" was just nice and good old "lol"!  Do we not have enough on the big world to worry about?! Hummmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Also too! I really do think that we should always, all the time, be thinking of the poor little tiny workers that are busy, day in and day out, pushing all the stuff through the world wide web's tubes! This gal thinks that the world wide web's poor little tiny people that work in the tubes that make up the world wide web, already have enough troubles with pushing stuff through the tubes without any more extra stuff like more "z's" mucking up those already crowded tubes! To make matters worse for those poor little tiny tube working people, Ridgeview cul de sac is kind of down hill, so not only do the poor little tiny tube workers have to push the stuff back uphill out of the cul de sac, but now they have extra "z's" to push out! It is enough to boggle my mind! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We should get back to the olden days when just plain and good old "lol" was our only choice! We just have too many choices these days without some Johnny-Come-Lately "lulz" mucking stuff up! And the poor little tube workers have enough to do as it is! It tires me out just thinking about it all!  At least that is the way I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama Queen?! I think not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ScK834WumII/AAAAAAAAC2A/FjxaNN1fDDo/s1600-h/IMG_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ScK834WumII/AAAAAAAAC2A/FjxaNN1fDDo/s400/IMG_2028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315018178457147522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5932864200895422642?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5932864200895422642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5932864200895422642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5932864200895422642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5932864200895422642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/03/drama-queen-whatev.html' title='DRAMA QUEEN?!  WHATEV!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/ScGDJ9Tf21I/AAAAAAAAC1w/xkWy7yaKDwU/s72-c/IMG_2016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7095436157954473152</id><published>2009-03-11T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:04:23.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANDMA GRANNY PANTS BRINGS THE PINK STUFF!</title><content type='html'>This girl has been feeling a tad bit poopy lately with my, ahem, bladder infection! Grandma Granny Pants bought and then brought me a new pink pretty to help me feel better! Grandma granny pants surprised me with a new fancy, going-out on the town necklace!  It is pink and frilly and bouncy and bubbly, all at exactly the same time! I do not know how it could possibly do all that stuff all at the exact same time, but it is simply amazing and I do not really think I should think about it too much! Be that as it may, it is very girly!  It is pink! It has little bity little tiny roses on it! These little bity tiny roses that are on it bounce and float and stuff as I move around and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new necklace and me look absolutely fabulous! At least that is the way I see it!&lt;br /&gt;Just look at me wearing that new pink, going out on the town necklace that granny pants bought for me and then after that, brought to me! I am not moving around right here though! Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbW-FEMmV3I/AAAAAAAAC1g/nzdnX_spGg0/s1600-h/DSC03212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbW-FEMmV3I/AAAAAAAAC1g/nzdnX_spGg0/s400/DSC03212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311360329788577650"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Grandma Granny Pants!♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way! Is it not weird that all you have to do to make words mean different things, is to put an extra letter in that word! You can even take out a letter in a word to make a word mean a different thing! There are definitely some very weird and wonderful things going on in the world! I must look into these things further! Maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7095436157954473152?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7095436157954473152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7095436157954473152&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7095436157954473152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7095436157954473152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/03/grandma-granny-pants-brings-pink-stuff.html' title='GRANDMA GRANNY PANTS BRINGS THE PINK STUFF!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbW-FEMmV3I/AAAAAAAAC1g/nzdnX_spGg0/s72-c/DSC03212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7253554700494493521</id><published>2009-03-09T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:09:14.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M A LUCKY GIRL!   IN A LUCKY WORLD!</title><content type='html'>I am sooooooooo lucky in this world! To have nice friends, is one thing that this girl, right here, can not ever possibly do without in this world! According to my opinion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look right here! Here is the case in the point I am trying to make! My friend Sarah, who I never have met in person, by the way, did a painting of me! I just could not believe  that someone who I have never laid my eyeballs on, would do such a nice and wonderful thing for me! I thought that this sort of stuff only happened elsewhere on this big planet and not at the end of Ridgeview cul de sac, but it really does happen at the end of Ridgeview cul de sac! Sarah says that I am her muse! Imagine that! Me! Melody being a muse for something! I am beside myself! Which by the way, I saw in my mind's eye to be impossible before, but now I think otherwise from that! &lt;br /&gt;Here is the painting right here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbUpDBZ6UvI/AAAAAAAAC0o/2i0Iz2LWCd0/s1600-h/Melody+by+Sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbUpDBZ6UvI/AAAAAAAAC0o/2i0Iz2LWCd0/s400/Melody+by+Sarah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311196467446829810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this painting that my friend Sarah did of me is lovely! Maybe beautiful! And not just because it is a painting of me, however! There is just enough pink in this painting to make my face shine like alabaster, or something like that! I really enjoy looking at the white parts of my eyeballs! Sarah showed the whites of my eyeballs in this painting that she did! She showed the whites of my eyeballs really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way! Besides being a painter, my friend Sarah, is the purveyor of free pink and sparkly stuff at facebook!  Pink &amp; Sparkly is what it is called! Imagine that! Free pink and sparkly stuff! You can give the free pink and sparkly stuff to your friends if you want too! You can even give free pink and sparkly stuff to yourself if you want too! Imagine that! What is this world coming to? This world is getting closer to pink stuff heaven as this gal sees it!  This is of course, according to my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbVBWKRZQQI/AAAAAAAAC04/a1kqX3iNN98/s1600-h/Pink+%26+Sparkly.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 62px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbVBWKRZQQI/AAAAAAAAC04/a1kqX3iNN98/s400/Pink+%26+Sparkly.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311223184523608322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, by the way! Sarah's Pink &amp; Sparkly should not ever in anyway be confused with our facebook group PINK AND SPARKLY STUFF LOVERRRSSS!!!♡! There are some things that make them totally different from each other! At PINK AND SPARKLY STUFF LOVERRRSSS!!!♡, we simply chat and gab about pink and sparkly stuff! We do not purvey free pink and sparkly stuff at PINK AND SPARKLY STUFF LOVERRRSSS!!!♡ like Sarah does over at Pink &amp; Sparkly! Just so people are clear, there is another  big difference between Sarah's Pink &amp; Sparkly and PINK AND SPARKLY STUFF LOVERRRSSS!!!♡!  You need to notice also, that PINK AND SPARKLY STUFF LOVERRRSSS!!! has a "and" in it! Because PINK AND SPARKLY STUFF LOVERRRSSS!!!♡ has an "and" in it, it makes it easier to tell the difference that it in no way is it like Sarah's Pink &amp; Sparkly purveyor of free pink and sparkly stuff! See how Sarah's Pink &amp; Sparkly has the "&amp;" thing in it? This "&amp;" thing, also  helps to tell that Sarah's Pink &amp; Sparkly is not  PINK AND SPARKLY STUFF LOVERRRSSS!!!♡! At this point,all should be crystal clear! Indubitably clear! According to my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here below, is some of the fabulously beautiful pink and sparkly stuff that Sarah purveys for free at Pink &amp; Sparkly!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbVBXV70W0I/AAAAAAAAC1I/ueocx97lCyI/s1600-h/pink+purse.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbVBXV70W0I/AAAAAAAAC1I/ueocx97lCyI/s400/pink+purse.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311223204834204482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbVBW7Ues4I/AAAAAAAAC1A/91UL6-goYLg/s1600-h/pink+donut.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbVBW7Ues4I/AAAAAAAAC1A/91UL6-goYLg/s400/pink+donut.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311223197689885570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did try out that sparkly pink cupcake purse and it worked fabulously! I took that fabulous sparkly pink cupcake purse shopping is what I did! I also took that fabulous pink donut with sprinkles on it shopping with me too! That pink donut with pink sprinkles on it was fabulous too, by the way! I took that pink donut with sprinkles on it, in case I got hungry when shopping! And I did get hungry, by the way!  That fabulous pink donut with sprinkles on it, fit fantastically in that fabulous sparkly pink purse! Imagine that! A fabulous pink donut with sparkles on it, that you can put inside of a fabulous sparkly pink cupcake purse! Amazing! It oggles the mind! This is another step closer to pink heaven! As far as this gal is concerned! By the way, how they got that fabulous sparkly pink purse and fabulous pink donut with sprinkles on it, into those web tubes, I have no idea! The world just keeps getting wonderfuller! And fabulouser! At least that is the way I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7253554700494493521?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7253554700494493521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7253554700494493521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7253554700494493521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7253554700494493521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/03/im-lucky-girl-in-lucky-world-i-would.html' title='I&apos;M A LUCKY GIRL!   IN A LUCKY WORLD!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbUpDBZ6UvI/AAAAAAAAC0o/2i0Iz2LWCd0/s72-c/Melody+by+Sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1317544181540122290</id><published>2009-03-06T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:59:00.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO PINK STUFF?! NO BONIFICATION FOR YOU!</title><content type='html'>I am taking a few days away from big outdoor trips! For just right now! Not later, just right now! This gal is feeling a bit and a tad under the weather! My, ahem, bladder infection is giving me some troubles and I do not even feel like doing fun stuff! Quite frankly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, just whiling away the hours of day, just relaxing and just sleeping and  just eating and just going for lazy walks with my big and brave and strong brothers, Tonka and Billy! While doing some of this stuff, I saw a show starring some dummies! These dummies had their very own little show! Imagine that! Dummies with jobs! I was totally beside myself, which is impossible by the way! No matter how you look at it! And I can look at that in a lot of ways! By the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the dummies' show right here! Those dummies really got their heads' together for this! You can tell! I am however a tad and a bit concerned with the lack of pink stuff in the show and particularly on the dummies! Those dummies do not have hardly any pink stuff on at all! None hardly! Please in the future, put some more pink stuff on and put more pink stuff in your shows dummies! There are lots of us pink girls out here that would gladly and wholeheartedly shell out some bones for a pink pretty or two! I am sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/faB3yIIuInY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/faB3yIIuInY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are those same dummies right here! This is before those dummies got their heads together! This right here is when those dummies were just starting out! You can so tell!   Even at this period in time, right here, those dummies were sticking together! You can tell! Girl power!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbGFEZCB29I/AAAAAAAAC0g/GctVrDh5vC4/s1600-h/headless+dang+mannequins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbGFEZCB29I/AAAAAAAAC0g/GctVrDh5vC4/s400/headless+dang+mannequins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310171746131893202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl power yes!  But where is the pink stuff dummies?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those dummies are getting a lot of attention in other places in the world too! Imagine that! Those dummies are getting attention in places in the world that have funny looking words! I do not know what any of that stuff means on this magazine right here, but it certainly has to be fabulous stuff! I would think anyway! And I can think in a lot of ways! By the way!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbGE9JCOP9I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/vM-_Rgc1EuA/s1600-h/those+dang+mannequins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbGE9JCOP9I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/vM-_Rgc1EuA/s400/those+dang+mannequins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310171621578653650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do I spy in the corner of this magazine with funny words on it?! Some pink! There is definitely a pink  pretty in the corner! I can see it for sure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do think that it is fabulous that those dummies have jobs! I really do think that also, it is super-fabulous that those dummies have their very own show! And you know what? I really like those dummies! They are fresh and funny and sassy and savvvvy! They are different colors too! Just like me, Billy and Tonka! That is a good thing!  I think that those dummies could be bonafied someday! Just not yet! Being a pink gal,  I am going to hold off on bonifying those dummies until the time in the future comes that those dummies wear way more pink stuff in one of their shows because the magazine with the funny words on it just really does not do it and nor does that little pink hem on that one dummy do it for moi!  At least that is the way this pink stuff-loving girl sees it! And I can see it in a lot of ways! Indubitably!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1317544181540122290?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1317544181540122290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1317544181540122290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1317544181540122290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1317544181540122290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/03/no-pink-stuff-no-bonification-for-you.html' title='NO PINK STUFF?! NO BONIFICATION FOR YOU!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SbGFEZCB29I/AAAAAAAAC0g/GctVrDh5vC4/s72-c/headless+dang+mannequins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8829701820976036638</id><published>2009-03-03T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:33:48.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE'S THE PINK?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sa2oM3IeGRI/AAAAAAAACyw/eerDTwnVx7Q/s1600-h/warhol2168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sa2oM3IeGRI/AAAAAAAACyw/eerDTwnVx7Q/s400/warhol2168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309084474651056402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gabbing with a new gal friend over facebook! My new gal friend is from the United Kingdom! Which by the way is the same as the UK! I found this out a while back! Be that as it may, I now have a few friends from the United Kingdom in all! Imagine that! Little old me way over here in the United States of America with a few friends in all, from the United Kingdom! What a wonderful world we live in, and on! I do not know how it is possible to live in and on something at the same exact time, but we sure do it everyday, day in and day out! And for your information, this thing of day in and day out, is not the same as living in and on something at the same exact time however, because living in and on something is done at the exact same time, and day in and day out, is not at the exact same time! Day in and day out is at different times so it really is nowhere near the same thing! That is the way I see it anyway! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Me and my new chatty friend were chatting away about how I thought it would be a fabulous idea, if over in the United Kingdom, that that Elizabeth the second lady would make a rule that everybody over there should have to wear pink stuff all the time! Well, my new chatty gal friend from there, said, and I quote, "she(that Elizabeth the second lady) doesn't actually have any power to rule anything anymore - it's just for the tourists now!"! Well I never in all my days!  That Elizabeth the second lady, lives in that big house over there and gets to wear fancy capes and robes and tiaras, which probably are not even pink, btw, and wave septers through the air like nobody's beeswax and stuff and eat fancy biscuits and stuff, and she can not even possibly make a rule that everyone has to wear pink stuff all the time! I am absolutely and positively beside myself with knowing this! I am sorry to bother you with this matter as well, but I definitely must tell someone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have further learned to boot, that as well, that that Elizabeth the second lady, will not invite you over to her fancy house for high tea, so you can have a really good tea and really good bisquits, unless you do a lot of charity work and good stuff like that! I am all for being a do-good do-gooder! I work the Petsmart©™®   floors, I work the HBA shows, and every fair and carnival in the county and ask not one iota, but I am once again beside myself with matters! And by the way, how can someone be beside themselves? That makes absolutely no sense whatsoever!  Imagine that though! You have to be a do-good do-gooder to get a gooder tea and gooder bisquits at high tea time! They probably have a gooder milkbone©™® at high tea time too!  So what about people that are not do-gooders?! I guess that the no-good doing no-gooders do not get to have a gooder tea and gooder bisquits!  &lt;br /&gt;That is how I see it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhhh! This tiara right here, will probably make that Elizabeth the second lady pink with envy! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sa3Oj_URN5I/AAAAAAAACzA/2uupQS6lR9M/s1600-h/large1615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sa3Oj_URN5I/AAAAAAAACzA/2uupQS6lR9M/s400/large1615.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309126653426874258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least that is the way I see it! Thank you Sarah at Pink &amp; Sparkly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tally-ho and all that!  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8829701820976036638?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8829701820976036638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8829701820976036638&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8829701820976036638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8829701820976036638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/03/i-was-gabbing-with-new-gal-friend-over.html' title='WHERE&apos;S THE PINK?!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sa2oM3IeGRI/AAAAAAAACyw/eerDTwnVx7Q/s72-c/warhol2168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1247061255349966123</id><published>2009-02-28T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:10:36.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♡♡♡A POWDERED BLACK OLIVE AND BROWNIE EARMEAT TRYST♡♡♡</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaoM61gubVI/AAAAAAAACyU/lObJAnsQ0w0/s1600-h/black+olive.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaoM61gubVI/AAAAAAAACyU/lObJAnsQ0w0/s400/black+olive.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308069315745836370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaoPeFQSWEI/AAAAAAAACyc/z26FZMdknCw/s1600-h/brownie+earmeat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaoPeFQSWEI/AAAAAAAACyc/z26FZMdknCw/s400/brownie+earmeat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308072120290531394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was thinking in my mind's eye today, that Jason's Field Of Dreams would be a really good thing to do today! Jason's Field Of Dreams is really a good thing to do in the snow! Jason's Field Of Dreams is really a good thing to do when it is snowing as well! Jason's Field Of Dreams would therefore, more than likely, be a good thing to do when it is at the same time,  snow and snowing at the same time! There really could not possibly a thing or time in the whole world that could be better than this! Well, maybe something or sometime, just not right here at this particular time! I guess! Kind of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got there, there was someone waiting there for us! I could not hardly tell at all who that someone was that was waiting there for us when we got there though! I could only see half of that someone and not all the way like when you can really tell who someone is! You really need both halves of someone to tell who they are! Sometimes anyway!&lt;br /&gt;Who is this someone out waiting for us out there at Jason's Field Of Dreams?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamyfLjS_DI/AAAAAAAACxs/O18aiyRYfuw/s1600-h/DSC03187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamyfLjS_DI/AAAAAAAACxs/O18aiyRYfuw/s400/DSC03187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307969884579363890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever it is that was waiting for us out at Jason's Field Of Dreams, looked familiar! Even if it was just half of someone! It reminded me of half of someone I have seen in my mind's eye that I met last fall out at Jason's Field Of Dreams! Something also reminds me that Billy had something to do with this half of someone as well, also! Hmmm...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamzlHf8vUI/AAAAAAAACx8/ot0UKCYQ1q8/s1600-h/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamzlHf8vUI/AAAAAAAACx8/ot0UKCYQ1q8/s400/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307971086082424130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoever it is, this someone will not stop moving for a long enough period of time for me to get a good look at who this half of someone is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Samq0QRiJXI/AAAAAAAACxc/x2ugqnNXcWI/s1600-h/DSC03184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Samq0QRiJXI/AAAAAAAACxc/x2ugqnNXcWI/s400/DSC03184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307961450531267954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This half  of someone is may gal-pal Belle! That is who that someone is!  &lt;br /&gt;I definitely and for sure remember Belle, and I remember who Belle is too! Belle is not very old and Belle is someone who has a lot of energy! I would say! And, also, quite frankly, I find it annoying kind of sometimes! Be that as it may, I also  remember that Billy loves Belle very much and Belle loves Billy very much! Remember last fall?! I know both Bill and Belle do too, just like you remember! Bill and Belle have not been at the same place at the same exact time since that last time they were at the same exact place at the same exact time! This right here and now is a time that Bill and Belle are actually  in the same exact place at the same exact time again! In all actuality! At least that is how I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sam0KG15jUI/AAAAAAAACyE/fJqQsHHgHK8/s1600-h/DSC03170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sam0KG15jUI/AAAAAAAACyE/fJqQsHHgHK8/s400/DSC03170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307971721561214274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It definitely took hardly anytime at all for Billy to remember Belle! It also too, took hardly anytime at all for Belle to remember Billy! Billy was now back in a sort of Billy heaven for sure! Just like the other day in the weird and otherwordly place! This time, instead of being in some sort of water lounging heaven, Billy is now   in Belle heaven again like last fall when he and Belle where in the same exact place at the same exact time! I wonder if Belle is in Billy heaven?! I forgot to ask her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Samy7vwYG8I/AAAAAAAACx0/a4WS1gTvkWk/s1600-h/DSC03172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Samy7vwYG8I/AAAAAAAACx0/a4WS1gTvkWk/s400/DSC03172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307970375334239170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Belle's dad still has to come out to Jason's Field Of Dreams with Belle! Since Belle is not old enough to go out to Jason's Field Of Dreams by herself like we do when we go out to Jason's Field Of Dreams by ourselves! Maybe someday in the future she could go to Jason's Field Of Dreams by herself like we do, but she can not yet right now at this time! Belle's mom did not come today! At least I did not see her! I did look though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoyJD9KSI/AAAAAAAACxU/8InWZhk68Es/s1600-h/DSC03186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoyJD9KSI/AAAAAAAACxU/8InWZhk68Es/s400/DSC03186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307959215212276002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not think Belle is a whole something like me and Tonka and Billy are whole somethings! Me and Tonka and Billy are nothing but whole greyhound kids! That means that there is more than likely nothing else in us...like otters or something like that!  I do think, however, that Belle must somehow be part of a couple of things or maybe even more than a couple things! I think that probably that part of something must be part bloodhound or something like that! She can find things to smell and eat all the time without really even trying very hard! Right here she found something for us to smell! This right here was not something to eat though! While we looked at this something, Tonka pee-pee'd on me!  He pee-pee'd right on my fabulous pink necklace!  Tonka is always and all the time doing this to me!  Can you imagine that?!  I have enough to worry about with my reoccuring bladder infection that came back again another time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoxvWBrOI/AAAAAAAACxM/kZcsQDntTsE/s1600-h/DSC03180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoxvWBrOI/AAAAAAAACxM/kZcsQDntTsE/s400/DSC03180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307959208308747490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Maybe Bill and Belle should get married! If Billy and Belle did get married, they would be called Bill and Belle Goldberg! B&amp;B! That would be funny! I think! Do not you?! Mmm hmm! I thought so! It would be very confusing if they got married and opened up a bed and breakfast country inn! If they got married and opened up a bed and breakfast country in, Billy and Belle's initials of B &amp; B would confuse the people looking at a sign or billboard that would be advertising Billy and Belle's Bed and breakfast inn! All of this would not matter if they did not get married however! So nevermind about that! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoxZOwsTI/AAAAAAAACxE/NyjWlJrezFU/s1600-h/DSC03178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoxZOwsTI/AAAAAAAACxE/NyjWlJrezFU/s400/DSC03178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307959202372694322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Billy chase after his Belle! Tonka was cold! Eat more ham Tonka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoxCi2plI/AAAAAAAACw8/S-mAjcm91so/s1600-h/DSC03175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamoxCi2plI/AAAAAAAACw8/S-mAjcm91so/s400/DSC03175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307959196282955346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We know that Billy loves to eat stuff! Almost as much as lounging in water and sleeping on soft stuff! I would say that that is more than likely true anyhow! Well look at Billy right here! He is doing some eating right here! He is not lounging! He right here is tasting Belle's big ol' black olive! I bet it is very cold and wet right here! Powdered with snow too! Powdered black olives are so very très exotique and exotic! Definitely and absolutely! I would say!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saml5LPOw1I/AAAAAAAACwc/elArH9tgkRo/s1600-h/DSC03173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saml5LPOw1I/AAAAAAAACwc/elArH9tgkRo/s400/DSC03173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307956037520638802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I guess Belle likes to eat all the time just like Billy likes to eat all the time! That is what I have heard through the chatty channels anyways! &lt;br /&gt;Right here Belle is sampling Billy's earmeat! Billy has earmeat that is not the usual and universal smelling brownie earmeat! And when I say universal, I mean that it is the same all over this whole big planet earth and not just out over at Jason's Field Of Dreams! Billy has musty smelling earmeat! All of the rest of him is definitely very musty smelling, so why should his earmeat be smelling any different than the rest of his musty smelling Billy self?! It shouldn't and it isn't! It is just the way Billy is! All the time too!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Look at Billy now! Here is Billy sampling some of Belle's young tender and meaty neck brisket meat!  This here is such the most May-December romance that this gal has ever seen at anytime before! They could not have babies though! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamkcCPLmXI/AAAAAAAACwM/S2YwY4oyLrs/s1600-h/DSC03174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamkcCPLmXI/AAAAAAAACwM/S2YwY4oyLrs/s400/DSC03174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307954437376678258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Belle has brownie smelling earmeats?! I must look into this! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was really pretty much of a fun time! I got cold about the time that Tonka got cold! Maybe I should start eating more ham too, as well! Maybe I should eat more cheese too, as well!&lt;br /&gt;Belle had to leave Jason's Field Of Dreams and go home about right at the same exact time that me and Tonka got cold! It was snowing when Belle left Jason's Field Of Dreams! We left Jason's Field Of Dreams as well, also! Just like Belle! In the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Bill's Belle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamkbHetEJI/AAAAAAAACv0/78oQY5ZdSCw/s1600-h/DSC03189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SamkbHetEJI/AAAAAAAACv0/78oQY5ZdSCw/s400/DSC03189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307954421604094098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1247061255349966123?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1247061255349966123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1247061255349966123&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1247061255349966123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1247061255349966123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/powdered-black-olive-and-brownie.html' title='♡♡♡A POWDERED BLACK OLIVE AND BROWNIE EARMEAT TRYST♡♡♡'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaoM61gubVI/AAAAAAAACyU/lObJAnsQ0w0/s72-c/black+olive.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-2365812593642174764</id><published>2009-02-26T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:18:45.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OTHERWORDLY AND JUST PLAIN WEIRD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa54obdopI/AAAAAAAACt0/P-TlCJZhQYg/s1600-h/IMG_1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa54obdopI/AAAAAAAACt0/P-TlCJZhQYg/s320/IMG_1898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307133593479127698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We wanted to go and visit Hercules Glades Wilderness Area again! Just like we did last week except not with the again part! &lt;br /&gt;Aunt Mich said how otherwordly this wonderful place looks! And after very much thinking about it in my mind's eye, I must concur and agree with her! It is in fact, otherwordly and quite frankly, just plain weird! The place is just like some dreamy place! There is just too much otherwordly and just plain weird things going on in that place and not to mention the just plain weird things that are in that place! And the name Hercules! Please! Why would somebody name this place that name Hercules if they were not&lt;br /&gt;just trying to simply freak people out and make them feel otherwordly and stuff like that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay! Look right here! Here I am walking through this just plain weird bunch of trees! Where do you ever see something like this?! I only just see plain weird stuff like this in this here otherwordly and just plain weird Hercules Glades place! That is where! Those stinky brothers of mine are up ahead! Probably doing some daring-do! More than likely they are eating something gross! I would assume and presume!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa9LPGtk2I/AAAAAAAACu0/jraUOA6Xhlg/s1600-h/IMG_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa9LPGtk2I/AAAAAAAACu0/jraUOA6Xhlg/s320/IMG_1849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307137211633603426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Look at this just plain weird thing right here! I have never in all my times seen something so just plain weird as this thing right here! What is it? It can not be something gross or Tonka and Billy would of gobbed it up right away! More than likely anyway! They should have a show and call it "Just Plain Weird!"! Stuff like this thing right here would be on "Just Plain Weird" constantly and all the time! I must look into doing this! All it takes is one good idea! That is the way I have heard it to be!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa8nsN6_iI/AAAAAAAACus/DRsuSehCQ5U/s1600-h/IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa8nsN6_iI/AAAAAAAACus/DRsuSehCQ5U/s320/IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307136600973180450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about right now and here, that we got a tad and little bit hot! Not real hot but just kinda and sorta hot! And not like hot-hot either! You know?! I bet you do more or less!&lt;br /&gt;This time, right now, was high noon and Tonka's tongue was on about it's best cooling setting! He would probably want a bigger tongue to do even further cooling! I will assume this for right now! I must look into this for next time that we go to another otherwordly and just plain weird place like this place and that is a tad and a little bit hot! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa778n73EI/AAAAAAAACuk/lHWInWQ0v44/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa778n73EI/AAAAAAAACuk/lHWInWQ0v44/s320/IMG_1860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307135849463012418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just a tad and a little bit hot just like Tonka's hot that I talked about already! I really would not mind at all finding some nice cool waters! That would be a fabulous thing! Nice cool waters to cool my ownself in!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa77822pkI/AAAAAAAACuc/4wG39zuy5MM/s1600-h/IMG_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa77822pkI/AAAAAAAACuc/4wG39zuy5MM/s320/IMG_1861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307135849525585474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ps. By the way my bladder infection is back! This I am definitely and positively without a doubt not in doubt of as far as I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy was also just a tad and a little bit hot just like I talked about already!  Billy found his favorite thing to do place! A wollering hole! True to Billy! Look at Billy wallow! He does not even possibly know we are here behind him because he is enjoying himself so much as he wallows! There was mud in the bottom of that wallowing hole with cool waters! All more the better for Billy! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SadGRRSZqDI/AAAAAAAACvE/k91eQbYCCQw/s1600-h/IMG_1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SadGRRSZqDI/AAAAAAAACvE/k91eQbYCCQw/s320/IMG_1862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307287948391721010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Billy right here! He is such the wallowing Billy that nobody could possibly believe it! Wallow Billy! Wallow!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa7ByfmKWI/AAAAAAAACuM/LECRkP9khYU/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa7ByfmKWI/AAAAAAAACuM/LECRkP9khYU/s320/IMG_1871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307134850311268706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Look at Billy again! Look right here underneath of these words that you are reading right now! He is doing it again but in a different place than I already showed! Except this time I would say Billy is not wallowing and I would call this right here lounging or something like that! Yes, I will call this lounging for now on! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa616kb1aI/AAAAAAAACuE/f2nnXDD-pHc/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa616kb1aI/AAAAAAAACuE/f2nnXDD-pHc/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307134646320616866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here is Tonka getting antsy and walking around impatiently while we wait for Billy to stop lounging! Tonka can not help doing this type of thing! It is just the way Tonka is! He is kind of nice though! For a boy! And a brother too as well also, I guess!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa546cLH4I/AAAAAAAACt8/gdjdKZzTUjo/s1600-h/IMG_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa546cLH4I/AAAAAAAACt8/gdjdKZzTUjo/s320/IMG_1894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307133598313947010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hey Tonka! You are going to have to keep being antsy and keep walking around impatiently because our lounging Billy-brother is now going to lay down in soft and cool grasses! I think it must be without a doubt that Billy might like to lay in soft and cool grasses just as much, if not even more than lying in cool waters! &lt;br /&gt;Look right here as Billy gives way and falls his fluffy and musty body down on the cool grass! He made a thump and thud noise as well then he also made a moan! Pretty much just like any other time he gives way and falls over! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa5XpAX0OI/AAAAAAAACts/V5wTKAT971M/s1600-h/IMG_1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa5XpAX0OI/AAAAAAAACts/V5wTKAT971M/s320/IMG_1900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307133026698252514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Billy is in Billy heaven right here, laying in soft and cool grasses like this! If he is not in Billy heaven right here, I will find out where it is that he is, or is not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa5XWgL_9I/AAAAAAAACtk/-VEUuVXNOD4/s1600-h/IMG_1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa5XWgL_9I/AAAAAAAACtk/-VEUuVXNOD4/s320/IMG_1901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307133021731422162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Not again! How could this be again for a third time! It is getting, frankly a little bit annoying! Maybe all of this is good for his rhumatize or something like that! I must look into this! Maybe also as well, Billy wants to open a bath house or something like that! I must look into doing this! It just takes one good idea! This is what I hear anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa3adi8iwI/AAAAAAAACtU/hTL8UqbS1EI/s1600-h/IMG_1916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa3adi8iwI/AAAAAAAACtU/hTL8UqbS1EI/s320/IMG_1916.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307130876138392322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at this moment in time right here that Billy, and his taking of the waters or whatever, got more annoying and boring and stuff! I decided to go indy for a few moments to be with and just myself! Boys are boring sometimes I must say! Billy probably wishes he had some chips and a remote control right about now anyway while he is doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa3aQd0-uI/AAAAAAAACtc/dRLDwSOH3Eo/s1600-h/IMG_1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa3aQd0-uI/AAAAAAAACtc/dRLDwSOH3Eo/s320/IMG_1914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307130872627264226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A little while later we needed a little cat nap! Cat naps are good! I would say!&lt;br /&gt;Here is Billy getting ready to take his cat nap! He is getting ready to give way and fall over onto his fluffy and musty body onto crispy and cool grasses! Last time it was soft and cool grasses that I already talked about! Remember that?! It was just a little bit above these words you are reading right here and now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa0hg-6r4I/AAAAAAAACtE/x9Be51qzGSo/s1600-h/IMG_1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa0hg-6r4I/AAAAAAAACtE/x9Be51qzGSo/s320/IMG_1921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307127698785218434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy! You are so silly! Here is Billy after falling over!  Billy is in Billy heaven again right here just like a little while ago when it was soft and cool grasses! It is crisp and cool grasses this time though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa0hTPozfI/AAAAAAAACs8/p1237B3wW6Y/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa0hTPozfI/AAAAAAAACs8/p1237B3wW6Y/s320/IMG_1922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307127695097253362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Look at Tonka taking his very own cat nap! This time as Billy lays down in grasses, Tonka is not  as antsy! Tonka is just the opposite of ansty, which is the way he is most of the time when he is not walking around doing things! He is just wanting to take a cat nap! Definitely! He does not however at any moment in time moan and groan like Billy does when he naps! Why this is, I really do not care and I quite frankly, do not at anytime want to look into it! That is all I am going to say on this matter right now!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa0hpLxjzI/AAAAAAAACtM/YRjgpvdXkQ8/s1600-h/IMG_1920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa0hpLxjzI/AAAAAAAACtM/YRjgpvdXkQ8/s320/IMG_1920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307127700986629938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is me being very relaxed right here! Crispy and cool grasses are just fine with moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sagdrk2pYSI/AAAAAAAACvU/aP5OCCUiUa0/s1600-h/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sagdrk2pYSI/AAAAAAAACvU/aP5OCCUiUa0/s320/IMG_1923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307524795320590626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gal has got to get her beauty sleep whenever she can! This is always without a doubt the case! Always and forever! Got teabags?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SagdrqI5ItI/AAAAAAAACvc/njR3midwsgo/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SagdrqI5ItI/AAAAAAAACvc/njR3midwsgo/s320/IMG_1919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307524796739298002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okay! Enough of this lounging stuff! Here is another weird thing right here! This right here is called liverwort! I know this because I have already looked into it before this! Look at this liverwort! It is not even liver or worty! I can not even come to think of any reason why a person would name something that is not named for what it is, let alone that something is two things that it is not! I would eat it if it was livery however! I would eat it like yummy  birthday liver for one,  if this liverwort was really and actually livery and something that is named for two things which it is not! I would not want the wort part of liverwort though! This I am more than surely certain of! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaayrTcb1yI/AAAAAAAACs0/db2jjF9P2K0/s1600-h/IMG_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaayrTcb1yI/AAAAAAAACs0/db2jjF9P2K0/s320/IMG_1944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307125667926365986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me looking at the setting sun! Right here is where I began to feel otherwordly and weird! At the same time to be exact!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaayrFe684I/AAAAAAAACss/Gc1vm_KhiBw/s1600-h/IMG_1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SaayrFe684I/AAAAAAAACss/Gc1vm_KhiBw/s320/IMG_1945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307125664178697090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this weird thing right here?! Well it had a fairy slash sprite thing on it just like the last time we were here! Just not in this same exact place or this same exact thing, but somewhere else in here in this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SagleLMhqoI/AAAAAAAACvk/cskUnwrPsls/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SagleLMhqoI/AAAAAAAACvk/cskUnwrPsls/s320/IMG_1939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307533361187760770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here are two of my favorite things! My lovely hands and at the same time the other thing would be something pink! A really fabulous way to end the day in this otherwordly and weird place! I must say! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SadGuCEJTCI/AAAAAAAACvM/HxFxNBQfM3Q/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SadGuCEJTCI/AAAAAAAACvM/HxFxNBQfM3Q/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307288442521603106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-2365812593642174764?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/2365812593642174764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=2365812593642174764&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2365812593642174764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2365812593642174764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/otherwordly-and-just-plain-weird.html' title='OTHERWORDLY AND JUST PLAIN WEIRD!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Saa54obdopI/AAAAAAAACt0/P-TlCJZhQYg/s72-c/IMG_1898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5399371952147330336</id><published>2009-02-19T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T07:57:39.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KNOBS AND BALDS AND BALD KNOBS!</title><content type='html'>I went out to Jason's Field Of Dreams the other day to see if my convalescing tendon was better! My convelescing tendon was definitely better! Being cooped up with stinky boys for two whole months was more than this gal could handle! For certain! So I thought it would be fun that we should go for a hike out of our usual behind the house stuff! We went hiking in the wilderness! In the land of knobs, balds and bald knobs! We did not see any baldknobbers though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mark! Get set! Here I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2jIcTr_uI/AAAAAAAACoU/0AuIt6wzPZ8/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2jIcTr_uI/AAAAAAAACoU/0AuIt6wzPZ8/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304575301545361122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those two bumps on a log just sitting there in the back of the truck! They do not at any time,  ever know what they are missing until it is just way to late &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2jIP9Pa-I/AAAAAAAACoM/OaICUZdCqTY/s1600-h/IMG_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2jIP9Pa-I/AAAAAAAACoM/OaICUZdCqTY/s320/IMG_1740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304575298229988322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of BEARS?!  Oh my!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2le7mrQKI/AAAAAAAACos/HT7-tvbbz-I/s1600-h/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2le7mrQKI/AAAAAAAACos/HT7-tvbbz-I/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304577886926880930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ4BOPuMBlI/AAAAAAAACpE/Q_C3px0jFu4/s1600-h/photo-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ4BOPuMBlI/AAAAAAAACpE/Q_C3px0jFu4/s320/photo-2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304678755339077202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh me-o-my-o! It looks like there are bears in this forest around here! That is definitely very troubling!  I am glad Tonka and Billy decided to wear bells today! Maybe if the bears hear the bells, the bears will hear us coming and decide to go somewhere else so we do not bump into each other at the same time! That would most certainly be a very good thing to happen to us and those bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Billy and Tonka! Let us now get the lead out and giddy up! This gal has stuff to do and stuff and things to see! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2idoHt-cI/AAAAAAAACoE/Q6XEMyP8ddI/s1600-h/IMG_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2idoHt-cI/AAAAAAAACoE/Q6XEMyP8ddI/s320/IMG_1747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304574565982009794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, me, Tonka and Billy are feeling very footloose and fancy free! The birds are chirping and the wind is definitely warm! The last time we were here, my friend Mert was with us! I miss Mert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2idKWsEqI/AAAAAAAACn8/g6DQ3bAviJc/s1600-h/IMG_1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2idKWsEqI/AAAAAAAACn8/g6DQ3bAviJc/s320/IMG_1762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304574557991735970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an ice storm around these parts a while back in time! Look at me as I tippy-toe around  some of the poor hurt trees the  that ice storm hurt around these parts some time ago!That ice storm is not very nice at all! I  am thinking that that ice storm should go to jail or something like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ic1w5ilI/AAAAAAAACn0/qZbr6XKLxfM/s1600-h/IMG_1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ic1w5ilI/AAAAAAAACn0/qZbr6XKLxfM/s320/IMG_1767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304574552464525906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Tonka! Tonka got hot! Tonka can hardly wait for when the time would come to get to the first watering hole! I hope that watering hole is cool and clear! I am pretty sure that Tonka was thinking the same thing as well. I do not know if Tonka was thinking the same thing right here at this very moment but with this look on his Tonka face,  I am thinking he probably was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ictBTE-I/AAAAAAAACns/-k7vfgc1W_E/s1600-h/IMG_1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ictBTE-I/AAAAAAAACns/-k7vfgc1W_E/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304574550117389282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where in the world has Billy gone Tonka?! I think we will have to wait to find that first watering hole that is hopefully cool and clear! It seems that silly Billy is somewhere that is not here! He is so busy and silly that he is probably somewhere else right now and he probably does not even know he is somewhere else right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2lfGJ_ZhI/AAAAAAAACo0/ZET-X_4cBVg/s1600-h/photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2lfGJ_ZhI/AAAAAAAACo0/ZET-X_4cBVg/s320/photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304577889759356434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that right here, that Tonka's being thirsty was overcome with concern for our missing Billy! Come back you silly Billy! We were thirsty and now we are just worried!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2f_GfMX8I/AAAAAAAACnM/SQFeIO0GiPY/s1600-h/IMG_1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2f_GfMX8I/AAAAAAAACnM/SQFeIO0GiPY/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304571842534334402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here he is! Right here in the fluff and mustiness of his personage! It is silly Billy back from his "not here but somewhere else" trip that he was on! I wonder what he was doing on his trip?! Something silly no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2icUo04JI/AAAAAAAACnk/-oTjEx6Pyyc/s1600-h/IMG_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2icUo04JI/AAAAAAAACnk/-oTjEx6Pyyc/s320/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304574543572295826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This right here is what silly Billy was looking at when he was not with us! If you squint and wiggle your eyes you can see the fairy slash sprite creature that is playing right here on this moss! It is definitely there! Believe me! Billy tried to catch and eat the sprite slash fairy creature but the fairy slash sprite creature thumped silly Billy on the nose! Imagine that! Silly Billy was thumped on the nose by a sprite slash fairy! Billy is such a big scaredy cat that he ran away! That was when he came back to us!  Silly scared Billy! I can definitely and for certain see that sprite slash fairy creature! Can you?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2f_xb_KXI/AAAAAAAACnc/ExHTlGdpSbU/s1600-h/IMG_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2f_xb_KXI/AAAAAAAACnc/ExHTlGdpSbU/s320/IMG_1781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304571854063610226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember! Squint and wiggle! Just do not giggle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this silly Billy and other business! Let's get a move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2f_njJlPI/AAAAAAAACnU/sjLAjtv7R_Q/s1600-h/IMG_1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2f_njJlPI/AAAAAAAACnU/sjLAjtv7R_Q/s320/IMG_1787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304571851409298674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh! The cool and clear waters of the watering hole! We thought that this time right here would never probably ever come to the present time on the count of how thirsty we were at that time! I hope this time right here stays for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2e9JZ3-nI/AAAAAAAACm0/w2-5CdLQQFA/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2e9JZ3-nI/AAAAAAAACm0/w2-5CdLQQFA/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304570709445966450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm! Once again in time, and right here,  I spy with my eye a silly Billy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2e9kXyXNI/AAAAAAAACnE/T8LNcuJ3dhQ/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2e9kXyXNI/AAAAAAAACnE/T8LNcuJ3dhQ/s320/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304570716684967122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! For certain! There is a silly Billy right across the cool and clear waters of the cool and clear watering hole! Billy is most positively, and for certain,  right across from where I am! To make matters worse, there are two silly Billys! There is one silly Billy standing on another silly Billy's feet! Imagine that! How marvelous! That is marvelous and magical at the same time! How do you do this Billy?!  Maybe we should not call you silly Billy anymore! Maybe we should  start and begin calling you magical Billy! I will look into doing this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2dtXV_f5I/AAAAAAAACmk/zDHqGBQzWL4/s1600-h/IMG_1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2dtXV_f5I/AAAAAAAACmk/zDHqGBQzWL4/s320/IMG_1803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304569338798243730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alright you too! Let us please make these cool and clear waters of this watering hole count! Pretty please! There will more than likely not be anymore cool and clear watering holes anywhere on the way to the next cool and clear watering hole! That is the way I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2e9ARj3iI/AAAAAAAACm8/WsdBjO6hBMI/s1600-h/IMG_1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2e9ARj3iI/AAAAAAAACm8/WsdBjO6hBMI/s320/IMG_1796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304570706995174946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are drying off in crispy and crunchy leaves! The crispy and crunchy leaves are good for this! I think! Oh my, I am so fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2dtYphuSI/AAAAAAAACms/xpRDmYOsbhc/s1600-h/IMG_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2dtYphuSI/AAAAAAAACms/xpRDmYOsbhc/s320/IMG_1804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304569339148613922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The forest is very nice and cozy here! I must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We are burning daylight right here!   It is definitely for sure getting colder than it was just a short time before this! Probably! Giddy up!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2clUB_OjI/AAAAAAAACmc/PtyI0cNsH7U/s1600-h/IMG_1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2clUB_OjI/AAAAAAAACmc/PtyI0cNsH7U/s320/IMG_1805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304568100958452274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was blowing on us right here really good! I think that is probably why some of these knobs and balds around here do not have many trees and stuff on the count of the wind! There is nothing to block the wind! The wind can be cold! I know I would not want to be in cold winds all the time so why would the trees and stuff! In time there are a lot of times for a tree! I would think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2cBU3EUgI/AAAAAAAACmM/t1WMizlMI6M/s1600-h/IMG_1807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2cBU3EUgI/AAAAAAAACmM/t1WMizlMI6M/s320/IMG_1807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304567482705793538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! Look out over there toward those knobs over there! That wind was coming from way out over there! Seeing in my mind's eye, that wind did not hit much stuff before it hit this bald knob I am standing on right here! There would probably more than likely be more plants and stuff on this bald knob right here if someone would build some buildings out there to block the winds!  That is what I think about that! That is all I have to say about that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2bdwA-qpI/AAAAAAAACmE/y91-XB7eT38/s1600-h/IMG_1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2bdwA-qpI/AAAAAAAACmE/y91-XB7eT38/s320/IMG_1809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304566871519832722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! Once again! Cool clear watering hole! Here is me and Billy enjoying the cool clear waters of this watering hole! This probably should not be called a watering hole but probably should be called a watering stream! Most definitely I would definitely say! I will start to call it a watering stream then from now onward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2bMYi_PHI/AAAAAAAACl8/pxLOnCwO0Fw/s1600-h/IMG_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2bMYi_PHI/AAAAAAAACl8/pxLOnCwO0Fw/s320/IMG_1811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304566573162249330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at about this time right here, that we got to the watering stream and the cool and clear waters that it had, when I began to start to feel very sleepy! I started to get so sleepy and so tired that my eyeball lid coverings began to feel very heavy! It was at this time that if there would of been a sleeping cot or hammock nearby, I would of for sure took a nap! It was cold here at this place though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2arojMI3I/AAAAAAAACl0/GnTloxwFnVM/s1600-h/IMG_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2arojMI3I/AAAAAAAACl0/GnTloxwFnVM/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304566010522379122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me and Tonka at the beautiful waterfalls at the cool and clear watering stream! Be careful everyone! There are no hospitals or doctors nearby here! Maybe if someone would hurry up and build those windblocking buildings there could be doctors nearby  sometime! Just not right at this moment in time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2lfbV0P-I/AAAAAAAACo8/bZsqHDyW5Jw/s1600-h/photo-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2lfbV0P-I/AAAAAAAACo8/bZsqHDyW5Jw/s320/photo-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304577895446101986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill up Tonka! We are only half way at this time right now! We have half a more way to go from here because we have already gone half way to here so we then have another half way to go  from right here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2aPxAW6eI/AAAAAAAAClk/QUuAEU5bW-8/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404847_4410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2aPxAW6eI/AAAAAAAAClk/QUuAEU5bW-8/s320/n1156185632_30404847_4410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304565531755866594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were already here before this time right here! Yes we were here! Because I said that somebody needed to build buildings out there to block the winds so there could be more trees and stuff on the bald knob I am standing on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2aYOQP9oI/AAAAAAAACls/StScMD6cNho/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404083_4002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2aYOQP9oI/AAAAAAAACls/StScMD6cNho/s320/n1156185632_30404083_4002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304565677046101634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this poor tree right here! I feel sorry for this tree right here! I think this poor tree probably has mumps or something like that! It most certainly can not feel very good to be in a condition like this! I would think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ckxFuLWI/AAAAAAAACmU/5oAW6slhrVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ckxFuLWI/AAAAAAAACmU/5oAW6slhrVQ/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304568091578871138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is possibly going on right here?!  I am really starting to feel like we keep going to the same places that we were at earlier in time! This is definitely  the same cool and clear watering hole we were at before! How do they keep making stuff over again repeatedly! I really wish there would be a cot and hammock here like I wished for at the watering stream! I hope I sleep over and over again when I get home! Why can they not make stuff like that happen over and over?! I must look into this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2aCbnZ0DI/AAAAAAAAClc/Un2PrOD1ioA/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404852_8948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2aCbnZ0DI/AAAAAAAAClc/Un2PrOD1ioA/s320/n1156185632_30404852_8948.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304565302675755058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not feel very  footloose and fancy free right here at this time! We were sooo tired right here that we just kept going to the light!  The light of cots and beds I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZnsOhxyI/AAAAAAAAClU/yAqu1h3CgJo/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404853_8610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZnsOhxyI/AAAAAAAAClU/yAqu1h3CgJo/s320/n1156185632_30404853_8610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304564843278354210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Since the room service did not come and put out cots and beds and fresh linens and stuff,  this will have to do for this gal and these two boys right here! Make do! That is what I say! And I do often! I must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZYpWe1qI/AAAAAAAAClM/-6L6BouCUgc/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404854_1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZYpWe1qI/AAAAAAAAClM/-6L6BouCUgc/s320/n1156185632_30404854_1820.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304564584808371874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Billy! We know you are silly so stop sillying around! We need to start dreaming of soft stuff and stuff! Hopefully over and over again too as well!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZQBpLdYI/AAAAAAAAClE/t_XXpn-xsRg/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404855_3250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZQBpLdYI/AAAAAAAAClE/t_XXpn-xsRg/s320/n1156185632_30404855_3250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304564436710421890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much! I think maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZGVRBYBI/AAAAAAAACk8/fPgsxTTf720/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404857_2698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2ZGVRBYBI/AAAAAAAACk8/fPgsxTTf720/s320/n1156185632_30404857_2698.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304564270179115026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sooner this gal right here gets home to lay down on soft stuff will not be possible to think about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2Y22l1QcI/AAAAAAAACk0/_O9rjX5pOks/s1600-h/n1156185632_30404858_3752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2Y22l1QcI/AAAAAAAACk0/_O9rjX5pOks/s320/n1156185632_30404858_3752.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304564004246864322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that this right here was a good and fun trip from this two months' past humdrum times! We did not see any bears or baldknobbers but we did see silly Billys and a fairy though! We also saw some stuff and some  things two times! That is more than definitely a good thing too! I would say! Definitely and positively! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps! &lt;br /&gt;We here at the end of the cul-de-sac are wishing that poor tree would get well! Most emphatically so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5399371952147330336?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5399371952147330336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5399371952147330336&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5399371952147330336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5399371952147330336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/knobs-and-balds-and-bald-knobs.html' title='KNOBS AND BALDS AND BALD KNOBS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZ2jIcTr_uI/AAAAAAAACoU/0AuIt6wzPZ8/s72-c/IMG_1739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1449396131048066300</id><published>2009-02-12T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:10:58.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO MANY MEMES, SO LITTLE TIMES!</title><content type='html'>There are so many of these meme things going on on the world wide web, it is going to make my head start spinning! Like the "25 Things About Me" meme about me! I plum wore out my mind's eye trying to just think of 25 things in the whole wide world let alone thinking of 25 things about me!! Well, I did that meme last week and now there is a new meme on the world wide web, and the latest meme thing is for gals to "Show off purses" meme! Well I have a purse so now I have to show off my purse! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my purse! It is too very beautiful and it is all just mine! I can not store much in it because I can not get it open! I wish I could put my stuff in it!  I have stuff to put in it! It needs a zipper or something like that so I can open it!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZRVrpPakqI/AAAAAAAACiE/4K0mFg3sUl8/s1600-h/Mel%27s+Purse+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZRVrpPakqI/AAAAAAAACiE/4K0mFg3sUl8/s320/Mel%27s+Purse+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301956869615162018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it not beautiful?! It matches my new necklace too! I am going to hold off putting pictures on here showing my beautiful purse and new necklace that most certainly matches my purse at the same time! I am going to hold off not doing this until there is a meme for me to put up pictures of "New Necklaces That Match Purses" meme! That I will wait for, and that is most definitely for certain! Maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many memes. So little me time! And that is all I have to say about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1449396131048066300?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1449396131048066300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1449396131048066300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1449396131048066300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1449396131048066300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/my-bag.html' title='SO MANY MEMES, SO LITTLE TIMES!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZRVrpPakqI/AAAAAAAACiE/4K0mFg3sUl8/s72-c/Mel%27s+Purse+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4825711324452894395</id><published>2009-02-09T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:18:17.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE DAYS LATE!</title><content type='html'>Almost three days ago,  we went to a homeshow so I could work a floor shift and show off and get people to give some money to get some orphans out of my old orphanage! My old orphanage can be seen by going to "My Orpahnage" down on the right about four inches from these words right here! The floor shift was a good sucess because we raised a lot of money for the orphanage! It was pretty fun and quite frankly it was nice to see some new sites and see some new people as well as go to some new places! At least that is the way I see it! Besides also, I got  some new pink and sparkly stuff and this was a good place to show it off as I worked this floor shift! &lt;br /&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me right here checking out the place! I was kind of scared being in that big place with all the new stuff around,  but I soon got more comfortable! It was just like all the other times seeing new people and stuff and things I have been to before in the past where I would see new stuff! I must remember this!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCE4uCIcfI/AAAAAAAAChk/7LKZvhjMgL8/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCE4uCIcfI/AAAAAAAAChk/7LKZvhjMgL8/s320/IMG_1693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300882871379587570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my newest and so very best BFF! Her name is Kendall! Kendall sorta lives near the cul de sac! We picked Kendall up in Joplin to bring her here to the orphange a long time ago! Standing close by to her and right in front of moi, is Mike! Mike is a brindle! A red brindle none the less! He did not do much bossy brindle stuff though even though brindles get very bossy sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBv_oEfaQI/AAAAAAAACgU/mxV_8IsGm24/s1600-h/IMG_1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBv_oEfaQI/AAAAAAAACgU/mxV_8IsGm24/s320/IMG_1695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300859900293769474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After I got warmed up I started to work it and strut my stuff! Here I am working it right here! This lady, right here that is petting me,  could really reach all the places on me really well! Better than most! Why this was the case I can not say! At least that is the way I see it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCJZRx29-I/AAAAAAAACh8/YAjyIPcxTsE/s1600-h/IMG_1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCJZRx29-I/AAAAAAAACh8/YAjyIPcxTsE/s320/IMG_1702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300887828777334754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; While girlfriend Kendall workded the floor, she got to wear a pink smock! People put money in her pink smock! There was not even a pole anywhere near here! She did get some money though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBwN7zlZiI/AAAAAAAACgc/9Vfqu6oL6kM/s1600-h/IMG_1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBwN7zlZiI/AAAAAAAACgc/9Vfqu6oL6kM/s320/IMG_1697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300860146109736482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one point in time while she was working the floor, poor Kendall got a tad bit nervous, a little bit anyway, while her mom had to go and do some stuff!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCFW9VUNzI/AAAAAAAAChs/W8QxeMo0feY/s1600-h/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCFW9VUNzI/AAAAAAAAChs/W8QxeMo0feY/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300883390882658098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall you can pretty much calm down right now! Mom will be right back!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCF5j-22OI/AAAAAAAACh0/WpVxuw2nCrU/s1600-h/IMG_1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCF5j-22OI/AAAAAAAACh0/WpVxuw2nCrU/s320/IMG_1699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300883985372993762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kendall felt better when her mom got back from doing stuff! We then had snacks and stuff while we gabbed!♡&lt;br /&gt;Besides having my new BFF, I got to make other friends too! There was a lot of pink stuff on that floor! Look at how pink stuff attract other pink stuff right here! I felt sorry for Kendall at this moment because she could not make it over to the pink stuff get together me and this gal right here were enjoying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBx5Fw5N1I/AAAAAAAACg0/N5WgUxzDEs4/s1600-h/IMG_1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBx5Fw5N1I/AAAAAAAACg0/N5WgUxzDEs4/s320/IMG_1704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300861987028809554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be getting near the time that the next floor workers will be coming to work this floor so we can go home and lay on soft stuff! Look at poor Kendall! Get up Kendall! It will not probably be very much longer until the new workers will get here so we can go home and lay on soft stuff! This I am certain of! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZByvTGkbLI/AAAAAAAAChE/ii7ly3V4LOg/s1600-h/IMG_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZByvTGkbLI/AAAAAAAAChE/ii7ly3V4LOg/s320/IMG_1711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300862918322318514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at poor Mike! He can not take it anymore! He does not,  an iota bit, seem to even look like he really cares if people have to  go around him! What he is doing right here is kind of brindley though! Passive-aggressive-brindley!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCA_o_Jg-I/AAAAAAAAChc/8Xa28CcRz8w/s1600-h/IMG_1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCA_o_Jg-I/AAAAAAAAChc/8Xa28CcRz8w/s320/IMG_1712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300878592237470690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next floor shift got there at a good time, I must say!! This is Ryan! He is an orphan from the orphanage because he is looking for a home to share with people! He is wearing a blue smock! He is wearing the blue smock because he is a boy! He is not wearing the pink smock because he is not a girl! You can adopt Ryan if you want to! He is nice for a boy! He does not cost very much money! Of this fact I am sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBy-MuvGcI/AAAAAAAAChM/Z79NzbMEs1I/s1600-h/IMG_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBy-MuvGcI/AAAAAAAAChM/Z79NzbMEs1I/s320/IMG_1719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300863174309779906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was some tiring stuff for certain! I would say! I would also say that I smelled heavily of eau de parfum after working that floor! Of this I am very certain!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBzMcS6NkI/AAAAAAAAChU/RKKWwigqgBI/s1600-h/IMG_1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZBzMcS6NkI/AAAAAAAAChU/RKKWwigqgBI/s320/IMG_1721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300863419006203458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling rested up that now it is three days now since working that floor! It is good that I am rested because tomorrow I will more than likely be going to the Three Dog Bakery for a wine and cheese tasting! I can taste it now! Wine, cheese, chocolates and other things to eat! It is going to be a treat! This I am sure! At least that is the way I see it!♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;br /&gt; TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;   ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4825711324452894395?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4825711324452894395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4825711324452894395&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4825711324452894395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4825711324452894395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/that-is-mike-he-is-red-brindle-brindles.html' title='THREE DAYS LATE!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SZCE4uCIcfI/AAAAAAAAChk/7LKZvhjMgL8/s72-c/IMG_1693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-6208086284415621949</id><published>2009-02-06T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:26:20.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO MANY LISTS! SO LITTLE TIME!</title><content type='html'>My blogging girlfriend, Mandy, over at Taken By A Nursery Rhyme, which you can get to from my list of daily readings, and is located to the lower right(pretty much about 5 inches below these words) of this page  that you are reading right now at this very second, asked her blog readers to list 10 favorite things begining with the second letter, "B"! Imagine that! Having to come up with 10 fav things that start with the second letter,"B"! I do not even know if there could even be 10 things in the whole world that begin with the second letter, "B"! This list sounded so hard, so I just had to tell her so! So I did! I told her that I did not believe I could ever possibly come up with 10 of my fav things that begin with the letter "B"!   Mandy wished me luck in doing it but I did other things instead!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    I kept not wanting to do this list on the count of the hardness and on the count of doing other things! So imagine the anxiety when my blogging girlfriend Nic, at her blog, *PinkNic*, today,  made matters worse by challenging her blog readers to make a list of 25 things about themselves! Oh my, a list of 25 things about me! The good thing about this list of 25 things is that the things do not have to be fav things that begin with the second letter "B"! As a matter of fact the 25 things can begin with any of the letters that there are, and also, the 25 things do not even have to be a favorite anything! That is a big relief, I would say! I now believe that I should do this list before the lists get longer! Imagine, that if another one of my blogging friends adds more things to a list challenge?! Before you can even think about it, challenge lists could be something like 76 things about your cat that begin with the 8th letter, "H"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So, thinking this way I knew that this girl, right here, had to get to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One! My hometown is named Girard, Kansas!   It is 114 miles away from where I live right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two! A week after I turned one, there was a tornado in my hometown Girard, Kansas, and I was in that tornado!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three! I got some new pink accesories today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four! My great-great grandpa was famous! Let us just say that he went by the name "Dutch"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five! I have two brothers that have never at any time been related to me! Billy is my favorite brother! He smells musty though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six! I am so very scared of the thunder! I hide from it in the closet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven! I was at one time in my life, an orphan! Right now I am not orphan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight! I have tatoos! They are not pink however!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine! I can not ever have any babies of my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten! I got my first pink thing when I was two years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven! I prefer to go without shoes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve! I love massages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirteen! I really like to run but can not right now because I hurt a tendon! They really are not very strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen! I love the feeling of the wind on my face so I stick my head out of a car window whenever I can get the chance to do it! I might do it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen! I absolutely love to run around in circles! The circles do not have to be just left-handed ones, the circles can be right-handed also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen! I recently got the best of an infection that was in my bladder just a short time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen! I like crunchy purple cabbage! Raw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen! I get chilly pretty easily! I would say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nineteen!  I have yet to paint my nails pink! Imagine that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty! If I could, I would eat only and just exclusively, raw food stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-one! I miss my best friend Mert! She died almost exactly one year ago! I have never been the same! She was my good-times friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-two! I met some people today that I did not care for very much! I have a sense for these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-three! Just a little while ago I met a new, real-world BFF, and her name is Kendall! She had on pink stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-four! I love warming myself in the warm rays of the sun when they come in through a window on a cold winter day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five! If I am cold I will steal the blankets from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Then! I did it completely! All of it! All 25 of the list of 25 things about myself, Melody!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much Mandy and Nic! I learned 25 things about me! Melody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-6208086284415621949?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/6208086284415621949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=6208086284415621949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6208086284415621949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6208086284415621949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/so-many-lists-so-little-time.html' title='SO MANY LISTS! SO LITTLE TIME!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7256713402648168439</id><published>2009-02-05T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:39:52.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Tonka, O Tonka...</title><content type='html'>Here art thou Tonka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsJwOB1xQI/AAAAAAAACfo/uasBXiFhzrE/s1600-h/IMG_1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsJwOB1xQI/AAAAAAAACfo/uasBXiFhzrE/s320/IMG_1682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299340110535705858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka is very gentle and intelligent! Therefore this has to be, without a doubt, his "look of gentle intelligence"! Tonka's look of gentle intelligence is not just a showy look for us gals, but it is just how Tonka is all or most of the time! That includes past and future times! It also includes most present times but just not right now at this very moment! He can not help it to be this way! It just is this way! He is such an inspiration in this matter!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsGagKTk0I/AAAAAAAACew/3mmAdAiYmqs/s1600-h/IMG_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsGagKTk0I/AAAAAAAACew/3mmAdAiYmqs/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299336438911046466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He is always the gentleman most of the time! Tonka will most all the of time let a girl go first! You can tell that Tonka is a gentleman most of the time because in this picture right here he is letting moi walk on the soft pine needles before he goes and walks on them on that trail! I think he is more than likely living his life like he is going to have to do it over and over again,  so it is very and highly likely probable that he probably more than likely wants to make the best of his times of having to repeat his life times! He is an inspiration in this matter! Most definitely! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsIqreG4aI/AAAAAAAACfg/Yw1MKRJDZu0/s1600-h/DSC02187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsIqreG4aI/AAAAAAAACfg/Yw1MKRJDZu0/s320/DSC02187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299338915848053154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid of a little hard work! Tonka will roll up his sleeves and bring home the bacon! I wish I had some bacon right now at this very time! Right now would be the most fabulous time to have some bacon! The future would not be as good of a time to have some bacon because I could not have the bacon right now in the present! The past is definitely not the best time to have some bacon because it is not right now at this time as well! The only good that having bacon in the past is, is that the past was once the right now, and at that time I would of been having and enjoying some bacon!  Look at what a work-a-day man Tonka is! He is my handyman! He is an inspiration in this matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsIX9j_7HI/AAAAAAAACfY/tlmSohUdPQU/s1600-h/+Tonka_Valee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsIX9j_7HI/AAAAAAAACfY/tlmSohUdPQU/s320/+Tonka_Valee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299338594287086706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to see a pattern here! A pattern of Tonka poses! Yes! Most definitely for cetain! Tonka posses! Rugged good looks is what most people will probably say about his poses!  He is an inspiration in this matter! I would think! I wonder if he would build me a bed like Harrison Ford did for his son?! I must look into this! Most definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsIOoJQOUI/AAAAAAAACfQ/BAOm6mOQhsU/s1600-h/DSC02171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsIOoJQOUI/AAAAAAAACfQ/BAOm6mOQhsU/s320/DSC02171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299338433918941506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka is not ever, never, at anytime just a blue-collar man, even though although he was the inspiration for a song written about being a blue collar man! Also, Tonka can be very dapper! Dapper like Sean Connery! Sean Connery in Monaco is the more than likely choice of Sean Connery's dapper looks that Tonka has! I think he probably has a closet full of Sean Connery looks to choose from! This I would say is the case in this matter, just like Tonka being an inspiration in this matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsH2GocEHI/AAAAAAAACfI/R8r2-s5WMV4/s1600-h/DSC02909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsH2GocEHI/AAAAAAAACfI/R8r2-s5WMV4/s320/DSC02909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299338012606074994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Billy does a dead-on look of gentle intelligence as well, just  like Tonka! According to my opinion, his look of gentle intelligence is neck and neck with Tonka's look of gentle intelligence! Two brothers with the gentle intelligence look is almost more than this gal can handle, btw! I think I will have a look of gentle intelligence run off between Tonka's and Billy's looks of gentle intelligence! I will look into doing this! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am definatelyl an inspiration in this matter! &lt;br /&gt;Here is Bill'y look of gentle intelligence! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsHVCO-TQI/AAAAAAAACfA/s1_6M7m1FXw/s1600-h/Greyhound_Ima_Red_Neck-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsHVCO-TQI/AAAAAAAACfA/s1_6M7m1FXw/s320/Greyhound_Ima_Red_Neck-big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299337444489841922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka is all the time on the lookout! I wonder what thoughts are in this "habit" head of Tonka's! A habit head like Sally Field's flying nun habit head headress! Sally Field is way so definitely the inspiration for this and not Tonka! This is of course according to my opinion! Of this I am pretty certain more than likely anyway!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsG9nE20oI/AAAAAAAACe4/iO0bn2o04YU/s1600-h/DSC03107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsG9nE20oI/AAAAAAAACe4/iO0bn2o04YU/s320/DSC03107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299337042062660226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Tonka works hard, and brings home the bacon, he plays hard as well also! Here is Tonka at play in the countryside, kind of like Prince William playing rugby or polo or running some hounds or some other princey thing that is manly and fancy and sweaty, except that Tonka can not sweat! I find him very pleasing to look at as well! He is ripply! He should be an inspiration for hounds that are couch potatoes! Mmmm...potatoes AND bacon at the same time would probably more than likely be yummy! I must look into mixing these two things up together at the same time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsFpAVMCNI/AAAAAAAACeo/KRl6NcNT2UQ/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsFpAVMCNI/AAAAAAAACeo/KRl6NcNT2UQ/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299335588553165010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief Tonka! How do you do it?!  Who does he think he is?! Definitely a possibility to be the inspiration for THE David!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsFVRPWgAI/AAAAAAAACeg/CgZnIWx8CLA/s1600-h/IMG_1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsFVRPWgAI/AAAAAAAACeg/CgZnIWx8CLA/s320/IMG_1156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299335249494704130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy archibald! Here is Tonka's ultimate Cary Grant look! He can be oh-so lithe! He is even being a gentleman to the moss here, warming it up with his warm and soft tummy! He is an inspiration for someone who might want to be nice and gentlemanly to some chilly mosses! Look at Tonka warming up some mosses with his warm tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYs1cQrzeQI/AAAAAAAACgI/lnmBXcVKe0w/s1600-h/kids+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYs1cQrzeQI/AAAAAAAACgI/lnmBXcVKe0w/s320/kids+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299388146162825474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this Tonka look stuff is very trying and tiring! I think I must now go and rest and dream about Tonka and Cary Grant and Harrison Ford and that Michelangelo sculpture and pink stuff and bacon and potatoes and, bacon with potatoes together at the same time, and more inspirations before I pass out! A gal has got to get her beauty rest! Got cucumber slices? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYs02_57mkI/AAAAAAAACgA/2RRuBxDpJy8/s1600-h/IMG_1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYs02_57mkI/AAAAAAAACgA/2RRuBxDpJy8/s320/IMG_1226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299387506003515970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody!&lt;br /&gt;♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7256713402648168439?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7256713402648168439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7256713402648168439&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7256713402648168439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7256713402648168439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/tonka.html' title='O Tonka, O Tonka...'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYsJwOB1xQI/AAAAAAAACfo/uasBXiFhzrE/s72-c/IMG_1682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8865598095917989820</id><published>2009-02-02T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:20:42.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEAL MY WOUNDS AND DRY MY TEARS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-WhQ5TiBHVk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-WhQ5TiBHVk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time ago when I lived with my mommy! My mommy's name was  &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=309714&amp;z=a2m92o"&gt;Marrisa&lt;/a&gt;! I wish I had a picture or drawing of her! I can hardly remember how beautiful my mommy Marrisa is! At this time I was safe, snug and secure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I did not ever at anytime know my daddy! His name is &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=93436&amp;z=a2m92o"&gt;Grenade&lt;/a&gt;! He is so handsome! He even has spots, splotches and blotches just like moi! Look how handsome he is my daddy Grenade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYedlLd7EYI/AAAAAAAACbg/8anqg6_I49g/s1600-h/Mel%27s+dad+Grenade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYedlLd7EYI/AAAAAAAACbg/8anqg6_I49g/s320/Mel%27s+dad+Grenade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298376748683694466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The moment we believe that we have never met."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That was a ok though! My mommy Marrisa told me that my daddy Grenade lived in another kennel away  from us and sometimes at nightime, when the wind blew just a certain way,  we could hear him howling! I always imagined in my mind's eye  that he would be very big, brave and strong and that he would take care of us if he was with us! He reminds me at this time of my brother Billy! Billy is big, brave and strong! Just like Grenade! Look how big, strong and brave my brother Billy is!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYehRj0IUDI/AAAAAAAACbo/IOMVHUTF4Zg/s1600-h/Painting+inspiration+in+upper+left..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYehRj0IUDI/AAAAAAAACbo/IOMVHUTF4Zg/s320/Painting+inspiration+in+upper+left..JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298380809668415538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops! That's not a picture of Billy being big, brave and strong! That's just a picture of Billy doing nothing but laying there with his head on the back of the couch! Silly Billy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is my brother Billy being big, brave and strong!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYeif2RG0SI/AAAAAAAACbw/t2Gk1XsCAOk/s1600-h/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYeif2RG0SI/AAAAAAAACbw/t2Gk1XsCAOk/s320/DSC02924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298382154651586850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You close my eyes and soothe my ears&lt;br /&gt;You heal my wounds and dry my tears."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, I would all the time daydream about me,  Melody, and my mom Marrisa and dad Grenade living somewhere else where we could be together and love each other and be safe, snug and secure for all times! All times, past, present and future times! Then one day  I was taken from my mommy Marrisa and made to live all by myself away from my mommy Marissa in the same kennel! At nightime when the wind would blow a certain way I could hear her whimpering! I was sad! I was scared! I was lonely and cold! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Now where's your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;What is it's name&lt;br /&gt;What's your scent&lt;br /&gt;Say it again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was so lonely by myself but I had my daydreaming to keep me company! Daydreaming even more that I would one day be with my mommy Marrisa and daddy Grenade for all times, past, present and future times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"On the inside of this marble house I grow&lt;br /&gt;And the seeds I sow will grow up prisoners too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8865598095917989820?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8865598095917989820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8865598095917989820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8865598095917989820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8865598095917989820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/02/heal-my-wounds-and-dry-my-tears.html' title='HEAL MY WOUNDS AND DRY MY TEARS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SYedlLd7EYI/AAAAAAAACbg/8anqg6_I49g/s72-c/Mel%27s+dad+Grenade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7454079926577321547</id><published>2009-01-25T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:20:35.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WENT DOWNTOWN!</title><content type='html'>Saturdays have a specific feel to me! Usually Saturdays for me are lazy days! Saturday afternoon close to evening times are usually go for a drive in the country time  or a trip out to Jason's Field Of Dreams time! Having a convalescing tendon has put the  kaibosh on Jason's Field Of Dreams lately!  Not to mention my plans of baking bagels and selling them to the Feltons and their farm hands out at Jason's Field Of Dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This Saturday's lazy feeling was the usual Saturday feel!  But come about the time for country driving time I got a hankering for something different! This led to a stirring inside! I found myself with a feeling of wanting to fill something empty in me! And the only way to fill the empty voids is to get myself some pink stuff! Some new pink stuff that is!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SXysJmY3RfI/AAAAAAAACY4/69pjHBVEHCA/s1600-h/moo+lame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SXysJmY3RfI/AAAAAAAACY4/69pjHBVEHCA/s320/moo+lame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295296542804493810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I am all set on the acessory end of stuff so I found myself in want of a new baby! I have not had a new baby for a while now and quite frankly my current lineup of babies are getting a little long in the tooth...so to speak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; We took a drive downtown to visit one of my BFF's Tara who works at a fancy schmancy store that just happens to sell babies! &lt;br /&gt;Look at me in the store window! I am working that window! I really dress that window up! Hey Barneys...call me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SX0DeyvHz8I/AAAAAAAACZA/7DsmBhSngW8/s1600-h/moo+shoppin+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SX0DeyvHz8I/AAAAAAAACZA/7DsmBhSngW8/s320/moo+shoppin+01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295392564407947202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They are some funny looking babies in that store I would say but they triggered a stirring feeling in me not unlike the same way I was stirred earlier in the day! The babies were a mixture of different colored babies! They were lots of different colors! Colors like blue, red and green! Even an orange colored baby! But low and behold sitting on the end of the baby display there was my very own new best baby friend forever! BBFF! And she was pink! The only pink baby there! Imagine that! It was meant to be for moi'! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here I am picking out my new BBFF! Her name is  PUGLEE!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SX0NeOkMqzI/AAAAAAAACZI/xPqq2H52BSE/s1600-h/moo+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SX0NeOkMqzI/AAAAAAAACZI/xPqq2H52BSE/s320/moo+baby.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295403549814729522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is supposedly smart and gets good grades in school, at least that is what her tag says! I wouldn't know if she is smart or not because I don't think she can talk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7454079926577321547?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7454079926577321547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7454079926577321547&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7454079926577321547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7454079926577321547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/01/i-went-downtown.html' title='I WENT DOWNTOWN!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SXysJmY3RfI/AAAAAAAACY4/69pjHBVEHCA/s72-c/moo+lame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8531152714817912216</id><published>2009-01-12T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:24:07.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SILLY AND MUSTY AND WALLOWING BILLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWt2hVCl_HI/AAAAAAAACTM/P7U9UijOPck/s1600-h/DSC03061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWt2hVCl_HI/AAAAAAAACTM/P7U9UijOPck/s320/DSC03061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290452502232562802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While convalescing my tendon as of late and whiling away the hours I have taken to reminiscing! Reminiscing about past times when I was footloose and fancy free! Running around in the woods and dales of beautiful Cheery Valley Estates, Jason's Field Of Dreams, Hercules Glades Wilderness and the mountains Newton County Arkansas!&lt;br /&gt;     One of the things that kept popping into my mind's eye was the thought of how many times my recollections would go to Billy Goldberg's proclivity to soak his big fluffy and musty body in bodies of water! Mostly stagnant and stinky and putrid waters! The more unappetizing the better! I would say! And there are others that would say the same, I am sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like take this for example! Here is Billy and Tonka scouting for water in Arkansas! Like two explorers searching for a pot of Milkbones ©™®  at the end of a rainbow! They are so brave and handsome! They are like De Niro and Jeremy Irons in THE MISSION...without the pathologies! Too bad Scout doesn't still live here! Scout could help them find stinky and putrid waters on the count of his name is SCOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWubGnH_PwI/AAAAAAAACTU/Dj2yp_HQ4AA/s1600-h/DSC02957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWubGnH_PwI/AAAAAAAACTU/Dj2yp_HQ4AA/s320/DSC02957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290492725160787714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...the pot of Milkbones ©™®! The mineral content of the Boston Mountains' cool waters agree with Billy Goldberg! Why doesn't Tonka lay down? Too much of a gentleman I would imagine! They don't call him the "George Clooney of Springfiled" for nothing! Hmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWudeEAZQRI/AAAAAAAACTc/7b43IJkYWks/s1600-h/DSC02960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWudeEAZQRI/AAAAAAAACTc/7b43IJkYWks/s320/DSC02960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290495327073812754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Me being a girl, I would personally prefer to have a mud bath THEN a mineral bath! Billy Goldberg does just the opposite! Look at him getting all muddy after that nice clear, cool, mountain soak and in a fourwheeling rut no doubt!  See?! See how he likes muddy-stinky-pools of water! If you could even call it water! Looks to me more to be a chocolatey/mocha mixture served by an  apron festooned chocolatier in some fancy schmancy, high falootin' chocolate diner! Imagine all the silty dirty-dirt in that! Icky Billy! Daddie's little piggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWvJdd35ryI/AAAAAAAACTk/epOtbrFhKbw/s1600-h/IMG_1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWvJdd35ryI/AAAAAAAACTk/epOtbrFhKbw/s320/IMG_1622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290543695349264162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Billy can't get to putrid water for wading, he pretends he is wading in seas of grasses! No water logged fur this time, just grass-stained fur! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWvJ-bWeu5I/AAAAAAAACTs/2nvniBh1Ki0/s1600-h/DSC02434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWvJ-bWeu5I/AAAAAAAACTs/2nvniBh1Ki0/s320/DSC02434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290544261607898002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhh! Let's sneak up on Billy Goldberg! He has no idea we are spying on him! &lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should call him the "Marvelous Wallowing Billy Goldberg of Ridgeview cul de sac" and not just plain old Billy Goldberg! I shall look into doing this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWvMX7qPGAI/AAAAAAAACT0/W0SFPWcdo5Q/s1600-h/IMG_1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWvMX7qPGAI/AAAAAAAACT0/W0SFPWcdo5Q/s320/IMG_1605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290546898800678914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Billy and cousin Rupert J. Pudwell! Sleeping and wasting the day away just like two boys! Well I guess they are two boys! They are probably stuffed with goldfish in their tummies that they caught in Aunt Mich's front door pond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWy3UjuAVQI/AAAAAAAACT8/h7uhKuEb9vU/s1600-h/DSC02956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWy3UjuAVQI/AAAAAAAACT8/h7uhKuEb9vU/s320/DSC02956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290805226066957570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for Billy, Ridgeview cul de sac borders the chemical waters of Pearson Creek! There's no goldfish in those waters Billy! And don't forget to wipe your feet before you go back into the house! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWy6SqQG3pI/AAAAAAAACUE/gv7lI1gnnk8/s1600-h/IMG_1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWy6SqQG3pI/AAAAAAAACUE/gv7lI1gnnk8/s320/IMG_1610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290808491995750034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy! I hope you've had your shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWzq5GoDVLI/AAAAAAAACUU/2C9cr4M_9XA/s1600-h/IMG_1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWzq5GoDVLI/AAAAAAAACUU/2C9cr4M_9XA/s320/IMG_1619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290861929005536434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! Why would Mert lay in stagnant waters like silly Billy Goldberg?! That's not very brindle of her! In fact, it's not very brindley at all! Not one iota bit! Hmmmph...bringing a greyhound girl down to the boy level! But boy-o-boy do I miss Mert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWzokS1dgNI/AAAAAAAACUM/ZiFpM-H1A8A/s1600-h/DSC02143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWzokS1dgNI/AAAAAAAACUM/ZiFpM-H1A8A/s320/DSC02143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290859372482494674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee willikers Billy! Why would anyone look for a wollerin' hole up there?! It probably smells bad! I think that is why he is looking up there! He has got to be the silliest Billy in the whole wide beautiful world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWztHAtRz9I/AAAAAAAACUc/3-uIpAlTBxI/s1600-h/IMG_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWztHAtRz9I/AAAAAAAACUc/3-uIpAlTBxI/s320/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290864366958268370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All wollerin' and no play makes Billy a tired boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWz8FCbtVAI/AAAAAAAACUk/zp68VDUs2FU/s1600-h/IMG_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWz8FCbtVAI/AAAAAAAACUk/zp68VDUs2FU/s320/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290880825736123394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Melody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8531152714817912216?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8531152714817912216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8531152714817912216&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8531152714817912216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8531152714817912216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2009/01/daddies-little-piggy.html' title='SILLY AND MUSTY AND WALLOWING BILLY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SWt2hVCl_HI/AAAAAAAACTM/P7U9UijOPck/s72-c/DSC03061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4016832814278129174</id><published>2008-12-03T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:55:34.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME-O-MY-O</title><content type='html'>I have been really looking forward to going down to Akansas land to do some living out in the woods backpacking! I can't now! At least for the times being! I hope these times go fast because I have to rest my ruptured achilles tendon! It has hurt for a few weeks but when you are so athletic and performancy like moi, you tend to chalk minors aches and pains as par for Jason's Field Of Dreams! It was just last years time that I tore my finger tendon! Gosh darn tendons! Why are they made so sillyly?! I'm not laughing!&lt;br /&gt; Frankly, I'm a little concerned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcKuVfBP6I/AAAAAAAABvQ/03q1tAhR6hU/s1600-h/DSC02848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcKuVfBP6I/AAAAAAAABvQ/03q1tAhR6hU/s320/DSC02848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275697279645335458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might been the times when it was made it worser! Look at me having fun and stinky old, Tonka too lazy to get out of his house coat Valee! What a nincompoop! Not like Scout nincompoop but silly-stinky-Tonka nincompoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcNl5brTsI/AAAAAAAABvY/KgMoVDd3bwY/s1600-h/DSC02929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcNl5brTsI/AAAAAAAABvY/KgMoVDd3bwY/s320/DSC02929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275700433211051714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of nincompoops! Look at these two dueling nincompoop pooper poop heads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcb1o3U5YI/AAAAAAAABvg/f7Yx3RrkB28/s1600-h/IMG_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcb1o3U5YI/AAAAAAAABvg/f7Yx3RrkB28/s320/IMG_1128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275716096804316546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Rita says that I am going to have to be immobile for at least a month! Then physical therapy and slow progress! I don't like slow sometimes...a gal like me likes to get her groove on sometimes! &lt;br /&gt;At least now I will be able to spend times on my new chair! I like my new chair! It goes with my hair, spots, splotches, blotches and pink stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcKbnNBElI/AAAAAAAABvI/dwVuOfZhBro/s1600-h/DSC02937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcKbnNBElI/AAAAAAAABvI/dwVuOfZhBro/s320/DSC02937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275696957984150098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4016832814278129174?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4016832814278129174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4016832814278129174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4016832814278129174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4016832814278129174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/12/me-o-my-o.html' title='ME-O-MY-O'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/STcKuVfBP6I/AAAAAAAABvQ/03q1tAhR6hU/s72-c/DSC02848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-3240647737709395775</id><published>2008-10-27T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:01:01.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JASON'S FIELD OF DREAMS MEETUP</title><content type='html'>Sunday we went out to Jason's Field Of Dreams! I have been feeling a bit under the weather lately and was not too joyous about it but anytime to be with my big brothers and dad made it pretty fun! It got even more fun when we got there cuz  I got to meet my new BFF, Belle! Belle likes pink stuff too! Belle has shorter legs than me!!! She has big earmeat!  I thinks she is younger because she won't stop moving around and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Here is Belle right here! Isn't she funny?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQd79cgoD8I/AAAAAAAABtk/bsEBLWLbGKo/s1600-h/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQd79cgoD8I/AAAAAAAABtk/bsEBLWLbGKo/s320/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262310985160986562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Belle's dad, Brad with us us and Belle! After this day maybe we should start calling it Jason's Field Of Poop!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYJB9aHV-I/AAAAAAAABsU/vasXQmx2L2o/s1600-h/DSC02868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYJB9aHV-I/AAAAAAAABsU/vasXQmx2L2o/s320/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261903143897618402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy is 9 years old lately and mostly just putters around life but when he saw Belle, he knew he wanted to be her beau! Here's the lovebird's first smooch...bumping black olives as it where!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYGzV88YVI/AAAAAAAABsM/JyWUdxUgI5Q/s1600-h/DSC02867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYGzV88YVI/AAAAAAAABsM/JyWUdxUgI5Q/s320/DSC02867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261900693764858194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even like each other's earmeats! Belle must of really got a snoot-full of mustiness! I must say I had me a tad bit of Belle's wonderful earmeat! Her ears are so big I have been thinking she might be part elephant!! Can we have elephant in us?! I must look into this!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYGbYfJRkI/AAAAAAAABsE/m92AANXjA50/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYGbYfJRkI/AAAAAAAABsE/m92AANXjA50/s320/DSC02870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261900282128320066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Billy! He is such a showoff! Look at him getting all Lipizzaner on us!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYF-JZpkyI/AAAAAAAABr8/JOB02Ep1fPM/s1600-h/DSC02871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYF-JZpkyI/AAAAAAAABr8/JOB02Ep1fPM/s320/DSC02871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261899779862532898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all so much of good time! It must happen again soon! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYFjpiLajI/AAAAAAAABr0/25Tnh6V57Ho/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQYFjpiLajI/AAAAAAAABr0/25Tnh6V57Ho/s320/DSC02872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261899324631771698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder if the Felton's will mow and bale Jason's Field Of Dreams again since the growing time is done!! I think Belle would benefit from this! Maybe she could get some stilts for Christmas times so she can see over the high grasses!!...pink of course! I must look into this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-3240647737709395775?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/3240647737709395775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=3240647737709395775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3240647737709395775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3240647737709395775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='JASON&apos;S FIELD OF DREAMS MEETUP'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SQd79cgoD8I/AAAAAAAABtk/bsEBLWLbGKo/s72-c/DSC02865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8429124755232603600</id><published>2008-09-13T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:51:47.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOFLAGE!</title><content type='html'>I was thinking the other day! I was thinking about my blotches, splotches and spots! While thinking about my blotches, splotches and spots  I was thinking that if I ever found myself in a herd of Holstein cows or in the midst of an ink spill in a Bic™®  factory that I would be camooflaged in all the Holstein cows' spots and ink blotches and splotches!&lt;br /&gt;See my spots, blotches and splotches save for last year's cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPOtDKCoXpI/AAAAAAAABpk/jrhUjDqj91E/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPOtDKCoXpI/AAAAAAAABpk/jrhUjDqj91E/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256735459818102418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the spots and splotches on the Holstein cows! Got spots?! Bring it girlfriends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPO3wMg1YLI/AAAAAAAABp0/oR84-t84rls/s1600-h/holstein3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPO3wMg1YLI/AAAAAAAABp0/oR84-t84rls/s320/holstein3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256747228692046002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then started daydreaming about other forms of camouflages!&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm...my life is debilitating!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPOyEubS19I/AAAAAAAABps/kWIxMVvrVHI/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPOyEubS19I/AAAAAAAABps/kWIxMVvrVHI/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256740984323233746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dreaming about other  camoulflages like smells and stuff! For instances, we in know, know that Billy Goldberg smells somewhat musty! Musty like a hamper full of dirty clothes that was left in a closet on Wayne Drive after returning from vacation at a time when grandpa smoked Wintons ™®  and played softball for Sherwood Medical! So after surmising for a while and ruminating with my Holstein sisters in day dream thinking land, I have decided that Billy Goldberg could go undetected anywhere there could be old dirty clothes in need of cleaning! Mustoflage!&lt;br /&gt;He might be the Milky Way's fluffiest greyhound but his fluff fails to belie his mustiness!&lt;br /&gt;Must it up Billy-Bug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPO9G3nqECI/AAAAAAAABp8/Yb2-V2bZSh8/s1600-h/DSC02358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPO9G3nqECI/AAAAAAAABp8/Yb2-V2bZSh8/s320/DSC02358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256753115778650146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; We can't leave out Tonka and his big ol' shiny, wet, cold black olive!&lt;br /&gt;Tonka has the coldest and wettest black olive on this planet Earth! It is so cold and wet that if Tonka stuck his nose up through a bowl of black olives at the Tanksgiving table, I think no one would notice! Well they might notice while olive rummaging  that when they tried to pick  up a olive to eat it that the black olive could not be picked up! Then that person would look down and under closer inspection see Tonka starring back up at them through a plate of real black olives!&lt;br /&gt;Black oliveflage is tres' exotique!&lt;br /&gt;Look how cold and wet it looks! He is so smug about it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPPLCosESAI/AAAAAAAABqc/tWBLzJvu6uw/s1600-h/IMG_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPPLCosESAI/AAAAAAAABqc/tWBLzJvu6uw/s320/IMG_1053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256768436213925890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who do we have here?! She has mooflage too! She has pink stuff like me as well! But she's not me! I hear tells she is some greyhound mama  that dad met at the the corner of Hiway 123 and 32 in Fairplay, MO during the Tour Of Missouri! Working the corner no doubt! How scandulous! I hear tell she is some  foster gal named &lt;a href="http://www.gpamo.org/Adoptable/temper.htm"&gt;Temper&lt;/a&gt; and she is shacked up with some family up in Bolivar! Hummmmphhh!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SMvEWAqoHCI/AAAAAAAABmA/4--wEV4wx24/s1600-h/DSC02767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SMvEWAqoHCI/AAAAAAAABmA/4--wEV4wx24/s320/DSC02767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245502073418030114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have to say about camoulflage for the times being! I need a naptime!  Where do times go anyways?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I would also like to give a shout-out-get-well to my soon to be gal-pal &lt;a href="http://jabradley.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-day-sad-feelings.html"&gt;Belle&lt;/a&gt;. She just got some lady stuff done and should be up for shoppin' and stuff before too long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8429124755232603600?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8429124755232603600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8429124755232603600&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8429124755232603600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8429124755232603600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/09/mooflage.html' title='MOOFLAGE!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SPOtDKCoXpI/AAAAAAAABpk/jrhUjDqj91E/s72-c/IMG_0888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4026337527916637751</id><published>2008-08-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:23:58.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCOUT IS A NINCUMPOOP!</title><content type='html'>Why cant't Scout be more like Jack?! Look closely at Jack you can see a halo!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SKwobr2gx6I/AAAAAAAABhQ/H7SA4f4fX24/s1600-h/DSC02612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SKwobr2gx6I/AAAAAAAABhQ/H7SA4f4fX24/s320/DSC02612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236604922817988514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear Scout why do you chew up things?! You have made two mice into wireless mice! You chewed dad's favorite store bought  flip-flops from Hawaiii  20 years past! You ate favorite tenni pumpers! Why are you so skiddish Scout?! Why don't you let us get close to you?! Why Scout why?! Do you not like us Scout?! Do you want to live somewhere else ?!  If you look closely you can see little horns!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SKwqwPmxnuI/AAAAAAAABhY/SBPMcKQnuVk/s1600-h/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SKwqwPmxnuI/AAAAAAAABhY/SBPMcKQnuVk/s320/DSC02725.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236607475036298978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mebbe dear Scout, that by clicking &lt;a href="http://www5d.biglobe.ne.jp/~yokato/c-song.swf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and playing the song you will get cheered up!&lt;br /&gt;For something on the light side, here I am out at Jason's Field Of Dreams before the Felton's mowed it some time ago!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SKwrNVElX2I/AAAAAAAABhg/9hBUYmfPdIg/s1600-h/l.l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SKwrNVElX2I/AAAAAAAABhg/9hBUYmfPdIg/s320/l.l4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236607974719709026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4026337527916637751?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4026337527916637751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4026337527916637751&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4026337527916637751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4026337527916637751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/08/scout-is-nincumpoop.html' title='SCOUT IS A NINCUMPOOP!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SKwobr2gx6I/AAAAAAAABhQ/H7SA4f4fX24/s72-c/DSC02612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5486483288325374847</id><published>2008-08-09T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:35.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOUT!</title><content type='html'>I think I really like the name Scout! There is my old friend &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oC1YMoc42R4/Rwnq8lRYX3I/AAAAAAAAAh4/jxNQzYRN-iY/s1600-h/bs_aspendog.jpg"&gt;Scout&lt;/a&gt; and now I have a new friend named Scout!&lt;br /&gt;So now I have two friends named Scout! My newest friend named Scout was liquidated and now he is here with us for a while until he finds a new forever home!  This is my newest friend Scout!   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJ3x9-A_y7I/AAAAAAAABf4/uVeHA2Hl8Is/s1600-h/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJ3x9-A_y7I/AAAAAAAABf4/uVeHA2Hl8Is/s320/DSC02723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232604388995877810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I like brindles very much but sometimes they are bossy and Scout is very brindley! When I first saw Scout I thought to myself "Oh no, another brindle with trouble on board!" Scout is no trouble! He is very shy! He is a big fraidy cat! He is scared of his own shadow! I wish I knew a dog named Shadow so Scout could meet Shadow and Scout would run away from Shadow because Scout is a fraidy cat when it comes to Shadows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJ4GyDMCGuI/AAAAAAAABgA/9qB--olaEKY/s1600-h/DSC02727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJ4GyDMCGuI/AAAAAAAABgA/9qB--olaEKY/s320/DSC02727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232627273970096866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about Scout and today is that today is Scout's birthday! He is 3 years old today! What better way for me to practice my baking skills for the Felton's and their farm hands out at Jason's Field of Dreams than bake up some pastrys for my new friend named Scout! I think I shall bake him a birthday pastry! I better bake it very small in size because Scout is afraid of his own shadow and he might run away from the pastry and not even get to eat it for his birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was real surprised to find out that Scout's name is not really Scout at all! It is really &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/db.php?i=1358013&amp;time=1218310445"&gt;Jit About Time&lt;/a&gt;! Imagine that! I guess it's not really very surprising considering that Billy's real name is actually  &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=1176990&amp;z=DWHvqq"&gt;Ima Redneck&lt;/a&gt;! Billy seems a bit too aristocratic to me to be a redneck! Gosh! So silly! Which reminds me that Billy is very silly! And busy! Busy like a bee! He should of been named Ima Busy Bee, not Ima Redneck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing too, is that &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?z=DWHvqq&amp;d=momoni+mert"&gt;Mert's&lt;/a&gt; dad, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?showpic=154246&amp;nm=2&amp;time=1197195522&amp;z=Y0zS3V"&gt;Molotov&lt;/a&gt; is my new friend Scout's grandpa! Imagine that! What a crazy and wonderful world we live in! I always thought Molotov looked a tad crazy! And let's just say if you have ever met Mert...well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5486483288325374847?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5486483288325374847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5486483288325374847&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5486483288325374847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5486483288325374847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/08/lets-go-scout.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOUT!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJ3x9-A_y7I/AAAAAAAABf4/uVeHA2Hl8Is/s72-c/DSC02723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7032918931262773241</id><published>2008-08-07T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:37:57.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE GOES THE TIME AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>Jason informed, he who is in charge, that Jason's Field Of Dreams is in business again! The Felton's mowed and bailed the tall grasses and weeds!  We went out there this morning and what better timing could it be?! It was only 77 degrees and cloudy at 9 this morning! &lt;br /&gt;Anticipation is tart and sweet!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsuHCKLjOI/AAAAAAAABeo/X-DQkA6gnvc/s1600-h/DSC02679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsuHCKLjOI/AAAAAAAABeo/X-DQkA6gnvc/s320/DSC02679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231826090494495970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to start wearing Mert's collar! I thought it would be a super way to remember her! She was my goodtimesbuddy! Look at pretty Mert's collar fly! I bet she was there flying with me and her collar tag! It is red like she was! Red brindle!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsgnr1BOoI/AAAAAAAABeY/brq81MmInMY/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsgnr1BOoI/AAAAAAAABeY/brq81MmInMY/s320/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231811258273053314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy made sure the coast was clear! He thinks that he is being mysterious or something against the hay and weeds bales! He sometimes plays hide and seek from grandma behind the grasses and weed bales! He hid behind the grasses and weed bales last fall with rather limited effect! He still had to put the leash on though! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsu9GzphXI/AAAAAAAABew/IMZ0CpAYD68/s1600-h/DSC02692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsu9GzphXI/AAAAAAAABew/IMZ0CpAYD68/s320/DSC02692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231827019455104370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tonka made positive the fence row was clear of things! Tonka is not as mysterious or something as Billy but he sure is quick! I think if I made up a fantasy "A Team" that Tonka would be on the roster! He's bona fide!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJswPTyPp1I/AAAAAAAABe4/XoDS9AUxIhw/s1600-h/DSC02681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJswPTyPp1I/AAAAAAAABe4/XoDS9AUxIhw/s320/DSC02681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231828431688148818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?! I didn't do much but run for a little bit of times! I let the boys do the busy work! Besides if I did busy work my spots might get dirty which would confuse my rather deliberate spot pattern!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsw6ZshfZI/AAAAAAAABfA/RBWntIBL1TQ/s1600-h/DSC02695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsw6ZshfZI/AAAAAAAABfA/RBWntIBL1TQ/s320/DSC02695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231829172009139602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We got pretty  hot pretty quick even though it was not as hot as in days past lately! There is really no shady areas out at Jason's Field Of Dreams to escape the sunball! Jason ought to plant some pretty shady elm trees out there! That would be a stupendous thing! If he did that I might open up a pastry shoppe out there underneath a pretty elm tree for the Felton's and their farming  hands to buy beautiful pastry treats! I would think that those Felton's and their farming hands might get hungry doing their farming chores out in Jason's Field Of Dreams!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsnD59lL2I/AAAAAAAABeg/FVIM-TC6mf0/s1600-h/DSC02710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsnD59lL2I/AAAAAAAABeg/FVIM-TC6mf0/s320/DSC02710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231818340173164386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well! Even though it wasn't as cool as times past it was glorious to spend time out of beautiful Cherry Valley Estates with my handsome and brave big brothers!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsyUj9UGdI/AAAAAAAABfI/_dG26i5IsBE/s1600-h/DSC02690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsyUj9UGdI/AAAAAAAABfI/_dG26i5IsBE/s320/DSC02690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830720952146386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7032918931262773241?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7032918931262773241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7032918931262773241&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7032918931262773241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7032918931262773241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/08/there-goes-time-again.html' title='THERE GOES THE TIME AGAIN!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SJsuHCKLjOI/AAAAAAAABeo/X-DQkA6gnvc/s72-c/DSC02679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8403530190580610501</id><published>2008-06-21T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:38.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE DO TIMES GO?!</title><content type='html'>Three weeks or something like that since my last posting! Sometimes I just sit around the house and don't go on many adventures so I think to myself, "Who would want to know  about that!", so I don't put anything here for people! Jason needs to call up the Felton's and have Jasons Field Of Dreams mowed!&lt;br /&gt;Well I kind of been having some kind of adventure lately. If you can call it an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It seems that the house has been turning into some kind of processing centre for strange people. The first one was Dee. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SF1uUZ2WGDI/AAAAAAAABbI/3RY11h2m0KA/s1600-h/DSC02562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SF1uUZ2WGDI/AAAAAAAABbI/3RY11h2m0KA/s320/DSC02562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214445240380168242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Dee is gone, there is this bump on a log! His name is Jack! He is very atheletic looking and I would love to have him chasing me in Jason's Field Of Dreams!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SF10x0UrsJI/AAAAAAAABbQ/YQdRZqWnb3M/s1600-h/DSC02600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SF10x0UrsJI/AAAAAAAABbQ/YQdRZqWnb3M/s320/DSC02600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214452342772707474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been spending some not-so-quality time in the shower hidding out from the angels bowling! I wish someone would pass a noise ordinance against those angels! Why do they get special sound exemptions?! Those angels as well as the fireworks! I don't know how much more I can take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SF12H8Hg5zI/AAAAAAAABbY/JEE-13yws8o/s1600-h/DSC02603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SF12H8Hg5zI/AAAAAAAABbY/JEE-13yws8o/s320/DSC02603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214453822333708082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8403530190580610501?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8403530190580610501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8403530190580610501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8403530190580610501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8403530190580610501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/06/where-do-times-go.html' title='WHERE DO TIMES GO?!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SF1uUZ2WGDI/AAAAAAAABbI/3RY11h2m0KA/s72-c/DSC02562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-2538345688445036733</id><published>2008-06-01T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:39.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW FOODSTUFFS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENPS7bwStI/AAAAAAAABYY/svDXQvT1up4/s1600-h/DSC02516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENPS7bwStI/AAAAAAAABYY/svDXQvT1up4/s320/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207092780780767954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Dad is pretty good to us! He gives us good kibble, raw meat and veggies and fruit,  &lt;A HREF="http://www.designinghealth.com/products/canine_products_main.html"&gt;Missing Link&lt;/A&gt;, extra salmon oils and Billy even eats the bark from a pineapple!  I think it makes him bark! I love Billy! Anyway, we got some new raw frozen meat food called  &lt;A HREF="http://www.naturesvariety.com/content.lasso?page=1488&amp;-session=naturesvariety:0CDA6FC50eacc2F69CTlM3410325"&gt;Naure's Variety&lt;/A&gt; raw deer meats! It is very good! Even Tonka ate all of his deer! I think I love deer! I see them walking through the front  yard and they don't look very good but after trying them I would say they are great! I wonder what Foxy would taste like? Do they offer frozen raw Foxy at the store? I must look into this!&lt;br /&gt;I think those turkey cluckers that smugly walk past my snoozing room would taste great too! I wonder if they have raw, frozen tukey at the store? I must look into this also!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENDNrbwSqI/AAAAAAAABYA/LpJmq8ySCMM/s1600-h/DSC02514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENDNrbwSqI/AAAAAAAABYA/LpJmq8ySCMM/s320/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207079496446921378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate so much lamb kibble and thawed out, frozen deer that I think I am gonna burst! My tummy is so stretched that I think my tummy polka dots are getting bigger! &lt;br /&gt;We went out to Jason's Field Of Dreams yesterday! The grass was all the way up to dad's shoulders in spots and there was a lot of mosquitoes! I for sure so have heart worms now! It was kinda fun cuz we got to run by leaps and bounds! We got tired fast cuz of all the grass resistance! I itch too! It kinda reminded me of the saw grass on Bataan where I vactioned last August! It was a real death march! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENEzrbwSrI/AAAAAAAABYI/cCE9a3uRNhM/s1600-h/DSC02517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENEzrbwSrI/AAAAAAAABYI/cCE9a3uRNhM/s320/DSC02517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207081248793578162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENIMrbwSsI/AAAAAAAABYQ/2kaydnwvbp8/s1600-h/DSC02518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENIMrbwSsI/AAAAAAAABYQ/2kaydnwvbp8/s320/DSC02518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207084976825191106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-2538345688445036733?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/2538345688445036733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=2538345688445036733&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2538345688445036733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/2538345688445036733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/06/new-foodstuffs.html' title='NEW FOODSTUFFS!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SENPS7bwStI/AAAAAAAABYY/svDXQvT1up4/s72-c/DSC02516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4606147358385742068</id><published>2008-05-27T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:43:52.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>I had my birthday on Saturday last. All the excructiating details of the account can be found over at  &lt;A HREF="http://deathsfunhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dad's place&lt;/A&gt;. I'm too pooped out to write about it! And I'm too full of liver!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4606147358385742068?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4606147358385742068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4606147358385742068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4606147358385742068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4606147358385742068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/05/i-had-my-birthday-on-saturday-last.html' title='BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1635656337235988114</id><published>2008-05-17T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:28:50.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart hearts and Foxy!</title><content type='html'>This my friend Foxy Momma! I get a peek at her from time to time when she is out looking for good wholesome food for her kids!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SC9_gzM-j7I/AAAAAAAABUo/vcpUmKFVstQ/s1600-h/DSC02362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SC9_gzM-j7I/AAAAAAAABUo/vcpUmKFVstQ/s320/DSC02362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201516296113393586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel real sorry for her because she has a limp when she is out looking for good wholesome food for her kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SC-AWzM-j8I/AAAAAAAABUw/qlfuozaId0U/s1600-h/DSC02363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SC-AWzM-j8I/AAAAAAAABUw/qlfuozaId0U/s320/DSC02363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201517223826329538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The other day, me and Tonka and Billy went to the healthy health store to meet the Becher Family to buy some chicken cluckers that did not live in cages and  that didn't have feathers on them what so ever anymore! As a matter of fact they did not have heads or feet either! The feet were in a box with their necks and stuff! We also got a bag of hearts! Me and Tonka and Billy had hearts for dessert for two breakfasts! I heart hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SC-DbjM-j9I/AAAAAAAABU4/7flXPzMw5rA/s1600-h/necco-conversation-hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SC-DbjM-j9I/AAAAAAAABU4/7flXPzMw5rA/s320/necco-conversation-hearts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201520603965591506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart Foxy too! I hope she gets better soon! She is sooooooo prity! So prity-prity that I would wear her around my neck if she would let me do it! Hmmmm...maybe it would be best if she  did not get better then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1635656337235988114?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1635656337235988114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1635656337235988114&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1635656337235988114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1635656337235988114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/05/i-heart-hearts-and-foxy.html' title='I heart hearts and Foxy!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SC9_gzM-j7I/AAAAAAAABUo/vcpUmKFVstQ/s72-c/DSC02362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-6725466911385104297</id><published>2008-05-09T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:50:46.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got two new friends!</title><content type='html'>Dad met the dad of my two new friends &lt;A HREF="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?d=badger+smitty"&gt;Smitty&lt;/A&gt; and    &lt;A HREF="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?z=Hu2j2T&amp;d=gw+kordell"&gt;Kordell&lt;/A&gt;. He was on the  &lt;A HREF="http://www.serotta.com/forum/"&gt;Serotta Forum &lt;/A&gt; the other day where he uses yours trulie's picture as his avatar. Well it attracts a lot of attention and another grey owner decided to say hi! I can't wait till Scotty and Kordell's photo's are up so I can see what they look like. It's so much better to put a face to someone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-6725466911385104297?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/6725466911385104297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=6725466911385104297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6725466911385104297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6725466911385104297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/05/ive-got-two-new-friends.html' title='I&apos;ve got two new friends!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7586582467856760918</id><published>2008-05-06T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:40.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HYPOXIA!</title><content type='html'>Me and daddy are sleeping in an  &lt;A HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Altitude_tent"&gt;altitude simulation device&lt;/A&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;One morning we drove over that one guy's house and got it! I must say I was hesitant about it at first but after Billy gave it his okay I embraced it fully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SCB_sIja6qI/AAAAAAAABP0/O26zteQfDPM/s1600-h/tent1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SCB_sIja6qI/AAAAAAAABP0/O26zteQfDPM/s320/tent1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197294366172572322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The tent is very snuggly. I find I sleep very well! I find it hard to get out in the morning time! I think it is doing wonders for my complexion! He says it's so he can have a higher velocity on the bike. I just love the snuggliness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SCCUvYja6rI/AAAAAAAABP8/8EWEd3UX7gU/s1600-h/tent3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SCCUvYja6rI/AAAAAAAABP8/8EWEd3UX7gU/s320/tent3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197317511751330482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Here's a couple of cons let out on "work release"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SCCVZIja6sI/AAAAAAAABQE/iZJUjL3uRr0/s1600-h/dog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SCCVZIja6sI/AAAAAAAABQE/iZJUjL3uRr0/s320/dog1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197318229010868930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7586582467856760918?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7586582467856760918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7586582467856760918&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7586582467856760918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7586582467856760918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/05/me-daddy-are-sleeping-in-altitude.html' title='HYPOXIA!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SCB_sIja6qI/AAAAAAAABP0/O26zteQfDPM/s72-c/tent1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-718869953552520998</id><published>2008-04-28T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:41.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry all for not posting so much lately on my blog. I have been feeling down in the dumps lately. Mert going away has really made me feel   &lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m131/cadence220/DSC02169.jpg"&gt;mopey&lt;/a&gt;   and   &lt;A HREF="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m131/cadence220/DSC02216.jpg"&gt;poopy&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have my moments however! Yesterday we got out to Jason's Field Of Dreams!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I got to see my first of the year  &lt;A HREF="http://www.purplemartinroost.com/images/prettymartin.jpg"&gt;purple martins&lt;/A&gt;. Jason's Field Of Dreams is full of them! They followed us around the field and buzzed close to us! They came very close! I like them! If I were a bird I would be a purple martin I think! Although hummingbirds are pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;Wow! What a difference a week makes! Look at the grass and stuff! &lt;br /&gt;This is for you HiHiDri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SBX-oIja6SI/AAAAAAAABMs/NqopK6OM20Q/s1600-h/DSC02352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SBX-oIja6SI/AAAAAAAABMs/NqopK6OM20Q/s320/DSC02352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194337710686005538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee! A girl has got to keep up her figure! Am I right girls?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SBX9t4ja6RI/AAAAAAAABMk/OP2cZ2gA3tY/s1600-h/DSC02351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SBX9t4ja6RI/AAAAAAAABMk/OP2cZ2gA3tY/s320/DSC02351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194336709958625554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got to chase some turkeys! I jumped up at one but I didn't know what to do about it! He smelled a little foul! I have had practice at this sorts of &lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m131/cadence220/IMG_0356.jpg"&gt;gymnastics&lt;/a&gt;  before! I used it but I didn't follow through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to do more blog stuff in the near future! Don't hold your breath though! You might turn purple! &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-718869953552520998?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/718869953552520998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=718869953552520998&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/718869953552520998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/718869953552520998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/04/sorry-all-for-not-posting-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SBX-oIja6SI/AAAAAAAABMs/NqopK6OM20Q/s72-c/DSC02352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-6834897199939359936</id><published>2008-04-22T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:41.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SA60loja6HI/AAAAAAAABLU/J06SuFdQTcY/s1600-h/DSC02244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SA60loja6HI/AAAAAAAABLU/J06SuFdQTcY/s320/DSC02244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192285979038902386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SA60AYja6GI/AAAAAAAABLM/xcGNS2MyeHI/s1600-h/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SA60AYja6GI/AAAAAAAABLM/xcGNS2MyeHI/s320/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192285339088775266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-6834897199939359936?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/6834897199939359936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=6834897199939359936&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6834897199939359936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/6834897199939359936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/SA60loja6HI/AAAAAAAABLU/J06SuFdQTcY/s72-c/DSC02244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-3354077031664977020</id><published>2008-03-17T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:42.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkansas fun times!</title><content type='html'>Dad and Tarra took us to Newton, Co yesterday! We were a little tired from running out at Jason's Field Of Dreams the day before! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newton, Co is so prity! There was water was up high even and plenty of waterfalls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R96LrI02McI/AAAAAAAABFY/ie5bcI8KT4g/s1600-h/DSC02187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R96LrI02McI/AAAAAAAABFY/ie5bcI8KT4g/s320/DSC02187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178730194742424002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we make it out of here before dark! Dad found a bell from India for me to wear! It was laying in some silt down in Boen Gulf! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R96LOI02MbI/AAAAAAAABFQ/fQ5VXyxwVN0/s1600-h/DSC02179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R96LOI02MbI/AAAAAAAABFQ/fQ5VXyxwVN0/s320/DSC02179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178729696526217650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka strikes a handsome pose down in Boen Gulf at one of the falls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R96CHY02MZI/AAAAAAAABFA/yIlKhUgSZaY/s1600-h/DSC02171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R96CHY02MZI/AAAAAAAABFA/yIlKhUgSZaY/s320/DSC02171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178719684957450642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong Billy?! Too old to cut the mustard?! He just wasn't his old busy-Billy self! He wasn't exploring like usual! Perhaps the glucosamine concoction he has started will help! I shoul mention however that he is participating in one of his two favorite things and that is sleeping! He did manage to do some of his second favorite thing a while later and that would be eating!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R95_Ao02MYI/AAAAAAAABE4/Yl4DVRpV1oY/s1600-h/DSC02165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R95_Ao02MYI/AAAAAAAABE4/Yl4DVRpV1oY/s320/DSC02165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178716270458450306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Billy! You can make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R95-j402MXI/AAAAAAAABEw/F5w904Tv31w/s1600-h/DSC02191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R95-j402MXI/AAAAAAAABEw/F5w904Tv31w/s320/DSC02191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178715776537211250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I would say it was a perfect day! That's the way I see it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-3354077031664977020?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/3354077031664977020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=3354077031664977020&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3354077031664977020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3354077031664977020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/03/arkansas-fun-times.html' title='Arkansas fun times!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R96LrI02McI/AAAAAAAABFY/ie5bcI8KT4g/s72-c/DSC02187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8257559938464658326</id><published>2008-02-28T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:42.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting our new album cover.</title><content type='html'>Got out to Jason's Field Of Dreams yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about the environment that lends us feelings  of melancholy?   Is it the wind the clouds and sun on a stark landscape? Have we been gazing too much at  dad's &lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41RZFE48YCL._AA280_.jpg"&gt; The  Unforgettable Fire &lt;/a&gt; album art too much ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R8btOi8XTII/AAAAAAAABEQ/7bfLZxoSIVo/s1600-h/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R8btOi8XTII/AAAAAAAABEQ/7bfLZxoSIVo/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172082056235535490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it our feeling of an empty spot where Mert once dwelled? &lt;br /&gt;Any way I see it there wasn't much running done. TTWISI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8257559938464658326?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8257559938464658326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8257559938464658326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8257559938464658326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8257559938464658326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/02/shooting-our-new-album-cover.html' title='Shooting our new album cover.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R8btOi8XTII/AAAAAAAABEQ/7bfLZxoSIVo/s72-c/IMG_1166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5634244979553158260</id><published>2008-02-21T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:42.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is something missing in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R72KLC8XTDI/AAAAAAAABDU/I7bYzjb7gKk/s1600-h/IMG_1080.JPG+half+missing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R72KLC8XTDI/AAAAAAAABDU/I7bYzjb7gKk/s320/IMG_1080.JPG+half+missing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169439869664447538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5634244979553158260?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5634244979553158260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5634244979553158260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5634244979553158260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5634244979553158260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/02/there-is-something-missing-in-my-life.html' title='There is something missing in my life.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R72KLC8XTDI/AAAAAAAABDU/I7bYzjb7gKk/s72-c/IMG_1080.JPG+half+missing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4174578784317824204</id><published>2008-02-19T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T07:23:59.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad finally got off his duff and made the star of my very own movie!&lt;br /&gt;I look lovely if I do say so myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6041151348696604594&amp;hl=en"&gt;Clickie-clickie!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4174578784317824204?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4174578784317824204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4174578784317824204&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4174578784317824204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4174578784317824204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/02/dad-finally-got-off-his-duff-and-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5023920319841687199</id><published>2008-02-14T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:45.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mert is still kicking. She has been surprising her doctor and had her pain pills refilled yesterday so she 's staying around for longer than we thought! You go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does look a bit concerned!&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible my girlfriend is even more beautiful than my last post?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7RzJC8XS5I/AAAAAAAABCE/4j6x93UFds8/s1600-h/IMG_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7RzJC8XS5I/AAAAAAAABCE/4j6x93UFds8/s320/IMG_1106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166881271746874258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Melody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5023920319841687199?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5023920319841687199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5023920319841687199&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5023920319841687199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5023920319841687199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/02/mert-is-still-kicking.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7RzJC8XS5I/AAAAAAAABCE/4j6x93UFds8/s72-c/IMG_1106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7238134138326214585</id><published>2008-02-11T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:46.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mert has been getting worse the last coupla days. We decided to go out to Jason's Field Of Dreams one last time. Our friend Teara joined us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B3jC8XS0I/AAAAAAAABBc/w8Oix54_J0U/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B3jC8XS0I/AAAAAAAABBc/w8Oix54_J0U/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165760216563141442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maaged to get myself into this shot! I love pink sooo much I had my mouth done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B6tC8XS1I/AAAAAAAABBk/bSqsSDlAIMc/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B6tC8XS1I/AAAAAAAABBk/bSqsSDlAIMc/s320/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165763686896716626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka peed on my head as usual! That's not very pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B7eS8XS2I/AAAAAAAABBs/08ztTHEsKIY/s1600-h/IMG_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B7eS8XS2I/AAAAAAAABBs/08ztTHEsKIY/s320/IMG_1094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165764533005273954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the abuse continues! He left us outside in the sleet while right on the other the side of the door with out opening it! He just crouched there with Mert while holding something in front of his face! I could not make out what was going on exactly because the icy stuff was was making it difficult to see through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think this is me. I f you look reallly close you can see me shaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B0xi8XSzI/AAAAAAAABBU/9VrYEP6lmiQ/s1600-h/IMG_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B0xi8XSzI/AAAAAAAABBU/9VrYEP6lmiQ/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165757167136361266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka really didn't care for the neglect either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7ByHi8XSxI/AAAAAAAABBE/B7ybSNAL9UU/s1600-h/IMG_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7ByHi8XSxI/AAAAAAAABBE/B7ybSNAL9UU/s320/IMG_1098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165754246558599954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy put his foot down when the sleeting returned in earnest so we were "allowed" back in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7Bzny8XSyI/AAAAAAAABBM/EPmxAY4omY4/s1600-h/IMG_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7Bzny8XSyI/AAAAAAAABBM/EPmxAY4omY4/s320/IMG_1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165755900121008930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get me my pink Venus©™®!   I'm calling Alane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7238134138326214585?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7238134138326214585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7238134138326214585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7238134138326214585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7238134138326214585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/02/mert-has-been-getting-worse-last-coupla.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R7B3jC8XS0I/AAAAAAAABBc/w8Oix54_J0U/s72-c/IMG_1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8672725585201325586</id><published>2008-01-30T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:47.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cagney and Lacey. That's the way I see it.</title><content type='html'>My friend Mert is my best gal-pal! She may be an alpha-brindled bitch but she is my biddy buddy all the same! &lt;br /&gt;She had 15  babies that were taken away from her! Here is her &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=714593"&gt;daughter Heather&lt;/a&gt;. Heather is so pretty! I wish she was here with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear  Mert, what are you thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EDSsMA1zI/AAAAAAAABAQ/XikQQY8vo7k/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EDSsMA1zI/AAAAAAAABAQ/XikQQY8vo7k/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161410267577374514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy snuggling and keeping each other company! Sorry for the clash of my pj's with the lovely earth tones of the accesories and Mert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EB-sMA1xI/AAAAAAAABAA/t_KL7xXhbyE/s1600-h/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EB-sMA1xI/AAAAAAAABAA/t_KL7xXhbyE/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161408824468363026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bide our time and enjoy each other's company while dad wahes his junk!&lt;br /&gt;There's Sweetie Pie on the nightstand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6ECp8MA1yI/AAAAAAAABAI/jwDCNP4Uoxs/s1600-h/IMG_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6ECp8MA1yI/AAAAAAAABAI/jwDCNP4Uoxs/s320/IMG_1029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161409567497705250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radiant energy of the sunball was hypnotic today out at Jason's field of dreams! We are such boon companions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EBa8MA1wI/AAAAAAAAA_4/d7gC7fci1cc/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EBa8MA1wI/AAAAAAAAA_4/d7gC7fci1cc/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161408210288039682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friend Mert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EA28MA1vI/AAAAAAAAA_w/fmZq7zY59IU/s1600-h/IMG_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EA28MA1vI/AAAAAAAAA_w/fmZq7zY59IU/s320/IMG_1078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161407591812749042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8672725585201325586?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8672725585201325586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8672725585201325586&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8672725585201325586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8672725585201325586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/01/my-friend-mert-is-my-best-gal-pal-she.html' title='Cagney and Lacey. That&apos;s the way I see it.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R6EDSsMA1zI/AAAAAAAABAQ/XikQQY8vo7k/s72-c/IMG_0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1581789508573642248</id><published>2008-01-24T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:48.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=1176990&amp;z=DWHvqq"&gt; Billy'&lt;/a&gt; s birthday! &lt;br /&gt;Billy's 9 today!&lt;br /&gt;Billy's cryin!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz he wants too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5iz_MMA1tI/AAAAAAAAA_g/bQW0l0f0Mm4/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5iz_MMA1tI/AAAAAAAAA_g/bQW0l0f0Mm4/s320/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159071271337645778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been waaay toooo busy searching for presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5iyrcMA1sI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/z7ZL1I9KkGY/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5iyrcMA1sI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/z7ZL1I9KkGY/s320/IMG_0601.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159069832523601602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Billy! That's not a present! It's a pear core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5irVcMA1rI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/AORSNLCm8ck/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5irVcMA1rI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/AORSNLCm8ck/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159061757985085106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is quite patient. Here he is waiting anxiously for presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5iqvMMA1qI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UYPzyMK0cX8/s1600-h/IMG_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5iqvMMA1qI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UYPzyMK0cX8/s320/IMG_0553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159061100855088802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just the fluffiest, plushest musty, friendly, brave, gentle, shy to a fault guy I know. I'm in love with Billy Goldberg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5ioj8MA1pI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wRYF71gJkK0/s1600-h/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5ioj8MA1pI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wRYF71gJkK0/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159058708558304914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news me and the squad went out to Jason's Field Of Dreams yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Good News!&lt;br /&gt;Finger did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fsvisimages.com/upbu1/upbu1.html"&gt;Arkansas&lt;/a&gt;  here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1581789508573642248?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1581789508573642248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1581789508573642248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1581789508573642248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1581789508573642248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/01/its-billy-s-birthday-billys-9-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R5iz_MMA1tI/AAAAAAAAA_g/bQW0l0f0Mm4/s72-c/IMG_0340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-3565444921404464789</id><published>2008-01-15T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:48.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Ya know sometimes you just gotta blog so I have decided today to post this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I like to blog. When I woke up today I stretched, yawned and turned on the computer to do some blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy needs to do some situps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4y_fQYaAHI/AAAAAAAAA-0/JTtPKJ10NVs/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4y_fQYaAHI/AAAAAAAAA-0/JTtPKJ10NVs/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155706217126559858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-3565444921404464789?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/3565444921404464789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=3565444921404464789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3565444921404464789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/3565444921404464789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/01/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4y_fQYaAHI/AAAAAAAAA-0/JTtPKJ10NVs/s72-c/IMG_0756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7673639849262761820</id><published>2008-01-07T14:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:49.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe is me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gloom, dispair and agony on me.&lt;br /&gt;Deep dark depression and excessive misery.&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all.&lt;br /&gt;Gloom, despair and agony on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy's family heard that every Sunday nite in Fort Scott town when they were growing up down on the farm. I suppose that Hee Haw was as good as it got back then after 60 Minutes aired.&lt;br /&gt;So after seeing the bonafide Dr. Rita, I present my new index finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4KpcwYZ_8I/AAAAAAAAA84/xC9VwqJi8nk/s1600-h/IMG_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4KpcwYZ_8I/AAAAAAAAA84/xC9VwqJi8nk/s320/IMG_1003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152867235153969090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it look like I have cankles!&lt;br /&gt;I hope it works good because it has been two wholes weeks since Jason's field of dreams!!! I'm getting antsy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka has been naked without his jammies the last couple of day because of hot weather which is a good because quite frankly the thing smells of nachos, urine and pipe smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4KoLwYZ_7I/AAAAAAAAA8w/W80sVPRhgdk/s1600-h/IMG_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4KoLwYZ_7I/AAAAAAAAA8w/W80sVPRhgdk/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152865843584565170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at the very smallest I can enjoy my strolls back behind the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4KnbgYZ_6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/SixI9SQxAgY/s1600-h/IMG_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4KnbgYZ_6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/SixI9SQxAgY/s320/IMG_0999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152865014655877026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7673639849262761820?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7673639849262761820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7673639849262761820&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7673639849262761820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7673639849262761820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/01/woe-is-me_07.html' title='Woe is me.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R4KpcwYZ_8I/AAAAAAAAA84/xC9VwqJi8nk/s72-c/IMG_1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1617323009295490903</id><published>2008-01-04T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:49.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caution! Entering a severe swoon zone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?z=DWHvqq&amp;d=Tonka+Valee"&gt;Tonka&lt;/a&gt; has been referred to as "The George Clooney of Springfield" on more than one occasion, but let's face it gals, he is no George Clooney. There is a serious lack of eye candy in my life even with the ever so plush &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=1176990&amp;z=DWHvqq"&gt;Billy Goldberg&lt;/a&gt; sauntering about. I was having a look-see at &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?z=DWHvqq&amp;d=momoni+mert"&gt;Mert's&lt;/a&gt; curiously handsome looking &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=154246"&gt;dad&lt;/a&gt; the other day(note to self: Now I know where Mert gets her duck toed stance!) only to find out he was &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=659498&amp;z=DWHvqq"&gt;my&lt;/a&gt;  grandpa! Anywho. I was very very happy when in my inbox this morning, from aunt Mich I recieved this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R35onQYZ_wI/AAAAAAAAA7U/0k9wrdkGT3s/s1600-h/Unknown+Name.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R35onQYZ_wI/AAAAAAAAA7U/0k9wrdkGT3s/s320/Unknown+Name.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151670047379947266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think George will have me over to Lake Como for the spring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1617323009295490903?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1617323009295490903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1617323009295490903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1617323009295490903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1617323009295490903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2008/01/caution-entering-severe-swoon-zone_04.html' title='Caution! Entering a severe swoon zone.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R35onQYZ_wI/AAAAAAAAA7U/0k9wrdkGT3s/s72-c/Unknown+Name.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5647165325573224387</id><published>2007-12-31T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:50.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>According to my opinion, Alpha's suk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;The brindle is up to her old tricks again. I figured Billy knocked her down a notch or two during their food fight last week's time but I guess not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There I was just whiling away the hours convalescing when who should show up pushing her alpha-brindle attitude around, Ms. Mert that's who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:23px;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kYAgYZ_YI/AAAAAAAAA3s/R0VPbLM3ZVw/s1600-h/IMG_0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kYAgYZ_YI/AAAAAAAAA3s/R0VPbLM3ZVw/s320/IMG_0957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150174045846240642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't need this. And hey, from what I hear we greys don't like to sit! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kXngYZ_XI/AAAAAAAAA3k/RkCMWlbE7V4/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kXngYZ_XI/AAAAAAAAA3k/RkCMWlbE7V4/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150173616349511026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a beta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kW9gYZ_WI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Bv4dRRNWgXk/s1600-h/IMG_0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kW9gYZ_WI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Bv4dRRNWgXk/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150172894795005282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy strikes a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prity&lt;/span&gt; pose as far as I see it...omega indeed.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;atmo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kWWQYZ_VI/AAAAAAAAA3U/agxrNCJFIrk/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kWWQYZ_VI/AAAAAAAAA3U/agxrNCJFIrk/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150172220485139794" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4756245943759682903-5647165325573224387?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5647165325573224387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5647165325573224387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5647165325573224387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5647165325573224387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2007/12/according-to-my-opinion-alphas-suk.html' title='According to my opinion, Alpha&apos;s suk.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3kYAgYZ_YI/AAAAAAAAA3s/R0VPbLM3ZVw/s72-c/IMG_0957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-7253095743749221387</id><published>2007-12-29T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:51.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another day.</title><content type='html'>So the bona fide Dr. Rita tells me yesterday that I have to wear this new soft splint cuz the other one doesn't work good. I will be trading this splint in for a new one in one week's time. In the mean time I cannot even go for walks down in the bottom woods behind the house! I will have to just sit here on "my" couch and while away the hours dreaming about the past times when I was footloose and fancy free out at Jason's Field Of Dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out as well that I had the same injury to my big toes back in my Kansas days which I forgot all about....no wonder they are crooked!  I therefore have hypothesized that my index finger will be as good as new given the rest and relaxation excecises which I am now involved in. &lt;br /&gt;Woe is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3Z5kwXekcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/eFf0KeOt-24/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3Z5kwXekcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/eFf0KeOt-24/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149436896310366658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-7253095743749221387?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/7253095743749221387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=7253095743749221387&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7253095743749221387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/7253095743749221387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2007/12/another-day-another-day_29.html' title='Another day, another day.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3Z5kwXekcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/eFf0KeOt-24/s72-c/IMG_0932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-5584948268013894558</id><published>2007-12-25T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:53.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DREAMI'/><title type='text'>From  being the star of the show straight to the disabled list.</title><content type='html'>Sorry so sloppy! SSS!  typong is difificilt!&lt;br /&gt;a h... sunnier days   w hen  i was was footloose andfancy free out ar jasons field of drems... wit mny squad.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3P1hgXekSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rw6urMgMfHM/s1600-h/IMG_0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3P1hgXekSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rw6urMgMfHM/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148728754987503906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even fond a ner pond las tiome  the baksode of jason's field of drems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FLjQXekHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/CcKKieZFxQo/s1600-h/IMG_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FLjQXekHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/CcKKieZFxQo/s320/IMG_0829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147978918122131570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh ut qas fun   at    jasons feodl of dreamds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FZKwXekLI/AAAAAAAAAy0/20zriv0r0iE/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FZKwXekLI/AAAAAAAAAy0/20zriv0r0iE/s320/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147993890378125490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Mert was so prtty tjaht day as jasin"S feld if dreams! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FZ1QXekMI/AAAAAAAAAy8/TyrleCPYTtQ/s1600-h/IMG_0837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FZ1QXekMI/AAAAAAAAAy8/TyrleCPYTtQ/s320/IMG_0837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147994620522565826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    SSSSSo wasas Tonka!             AT THE FIEEEEEEEEEELDDS  IF    DREMAAS1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FfUAXekOI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/5JY9IswSMcU/s1600-h/IMG_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FfUAXekOI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/5JY9IswSMcU/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148000646361682146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; NOW JUST Dremmiing of Jason's Field OF Dreams!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FY0gXekKI/AAAAAAAAAys/x4uqa9cOkSg/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3FY0gXekKI/AAAAAAAAAys/x4uqa9cOkSg/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147993508126036130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now IM laid up.&lt;br /&gt;Bash humdrums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I cant even enhjouy wearing my new pajammies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-5584948268013894558?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/5584948268013894558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=5584948268013894558&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5584948268013894558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/5584948268013894558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2007/12/from-being-star-of-show-straight-to.html' title='From  being the star of the show straight to the disabled list.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R3P1hgXekSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rw6urMgMfHM/s72-c/IMG_0827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4005514212796760789</id><published>2007-12-21T15:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:54.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy loves me best!</title><content type='html'>Dad just made me feel special by bringing me home a new baby from my Aunt Mich's store, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Awaken Baby&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's made by a small company that is not in China! But then again nothing at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Awaken Baby&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is made in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2xT4wXej1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/MJcGSJEK9yk/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2xT4wXej1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/MJcGSJEK9yk/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146580708698787666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4005514212796760789?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4005514212796760789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4005514212796760789&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4005514212796760789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4005514212796760789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2007/12/daddy-loves-me-best.html' title='Daddy loves me best!'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2xT4wXej1I/AAAAAAAAAwA/MJcGSJEK9yk/s72-c/IMG_0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-1731845281203967499</id><published>2007-12-18T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:54.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad finally found us some legged fleece off the interweb and after some measuring of our parts, choice of fabrics and a little wait we recieved our new snugglies! I picked "Hey diddle diddle" fabric for mine which looks absolutley fabulous as far as I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2fulQXejxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/HMyE_LoHNxQ/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2fulQXejxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/HMyE_LoHNxQ/s320/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145343423110090514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonka picked "Sunflowers" and I beieve the elegantness of it all has gone to his head cuz he seems abit aloof as far as I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2ft3wXejwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/uB8Kz36mQ1k/s1600-h/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2ft3wXejwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/uB8Kz36mQ1k/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145342641426042626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now we can get out and do some in the woods sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2fvPwXejyI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gfDWkuVNBwY/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2fvPwXejyI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gfDWkuVNBwY/s320/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145344153254530850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-1731845281203967499?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/1731845281203967499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=1731845281203967499&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1731845281203967499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/1731845281203967499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2007/12/dad-finally-found-us-some-legged-fleece_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R2fulQXejxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/HMyE_LoHNxQ/s72-c/IMG_0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4594899992042181481</id><published>2007-12-11T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:57.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skylarking fantasies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;amp;postID=4594899992042181481"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R18LiYpSAnI/AAAAAAAAAuY/tdjB2vIpOAU/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R18LiYpSAnI/AAAAAAAAAuY/tdjB2vIpOAU/s320/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142841984839451250"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone else has noticed but it seems like it has been cloudy and rainy for a spell now. I have been just lying around whiling away the hours day dreaming about sunnier and happier times when I was footloose and fancy free. Just last eve I was reminiscing about the time I went out to Jason's place on the Tues Niter route with grandma while being filmed by my  &lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m131/cadence220/IMG_0748.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;bitch&lt;/a&gt;.    &lt;br /&gt;I just love to look at myself and check out my form whenever possible. Never does a mirror go unnoticed! So when dad got some technology that allows such things...well watch out. I look pretty pretty pretty good, if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;I start out by pushing off.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17OLIpSAmI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/VXgsjCjNnL4/s1600-h/Mel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17OLIpSAmI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/VXgsjCjNnL4/s320/Mel1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142774515198198370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pushing off I am in the air for the first of two times during my cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17OBopSAlI/AAAAAAAAAuI/P_sJoQEw3DM/s1600-h/mel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17OBopSAlI/AAAAAAAAAuI/P_sJoQEw3DM/s320/mel2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142774351989441106"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am landing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17N4opSAkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/uarD2wA3OO4/s1600-h/mel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17N4opSAkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/uarD2wA3OO4/s320/mel3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142774197370618434"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am up in the air for the second time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17MVYpSAjI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iVP_fRl08uY/s1600-h/mel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17MVYpSAjI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iVP_fRl08uY/s320/mel4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142772492268601906"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17IJ4pSAiI/AAAAAAAAAtw/VHr7_l710G8/s1600-h/mel5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17IJ4pSAiI/AAAAAAAAAtw/VHr7_l710G8/s320/mel5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142767896653595170"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17IJ4pSAhI/AAAAAAAAAto/ujWuwKmUmEQ/s1600-h/mel6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17IJ4pSAhI/AAAAAAAAAto/ujWuwKmUmEQ/s320/mel6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142767896653595154"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17HwYpSAgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2Jy46FWPViA/s1600-h/mel8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17HwYpSAgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2Jy46FWPViA/s320/mel8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142767458566930946"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like on a Greyhound bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17HQIpSAeI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gTOqrQ8rXyY/s1600-h/mel10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17HQIpSAeI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gTOqrQ8rXyY/s320/mel10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142766904516149730"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landing and steering clear of grandma! How ya like me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17HP4pSAdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/nSUtGoj_BFA/s1600-h/mel11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R17HP4pSAdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/nSUtGoj_BFA/s320/mel11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142766900221182418"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-4594899992042181481?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/4594899992042181481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=4594899992042181481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4594899992042181481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/4594899992042181481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2007/12/skylarking.html' title='Skylarking fantasies'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R18LiYpSAnI/AAAAAAAAAuY/tdjB2vIpOAU/s72-c/IMG_0731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-8069679094533344821</id><published>2007-12-06T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:38:57.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just looking for a reason why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R1mPFYpSASI/AAAAAAAAArs/UnN8vA1_LoM/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R1mPFYpSASI/AAAAAAAAArs/UnN8vA1_LoM/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141297772297847074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hay? Dad went out on top of that apparatus the other day which is nothing spectacular in and of itself but when he got home that's when things got really weird and let's just say that now we all have a negative reinforcement thing going on and the next time he gets on that contraption I am sure we will all make like Elvis and shake.&lt;br /&gt;He got home from being on top of the apparatus and gave us our after "comming in from outside milkbones".He then started yelling really  loud and talking gibberish. Before we knew it we were all in the vehicle thing and were headed for a drive. Yipee! All our joys were short lived as we started to smell something familiar which gave me an uneasy feeling. Then we pulled into the parking lot of the hospital! I started to pant and felt anxiety wash over me. We all went inside which is odd because we never all go to that place at the same time. A woman took us to the back and put us into separate inside-cages. A man person came in wearing a white coat and forced bubbly water down our throats. Wasn't no thing because I was kinda parched anyhow. We stood around checking out all the sights and sounds of the ward when all of the sudden I began to not feel very well. The next thing I know my stomach came up! I looked over at Mert and she started to laugh but a few seconds later she got a worried look on her face and her stomach came up too! Next did Tonka and the ol' ironsides Billy! It took a while but the feeling subsided and a girl person came in and took the stomach stuff away. A perfectly good waste of lamb and rice the way I see it. So dad comes back to pick us up and back to home-house we go. Weirdo thing too...I was really thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he has it in for us and I have strong suspicions he is selling us for medical experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;"Okay this is Mike, aka DAD.  Melody is leaving out some key information as to what went on in the house while I was out training. What happened was after my ride I came in and saw laying on the living room floor, an empty bottle of 60ct Rimadyl. I asked all four of those numskulls who was responsible but they all just acted dumb. I loaded them up in the car and drove to the vet to get their stomachs evacuated by means of hydrogen peroxide. That is what the bill said so don't let Melody tell you any different. There was absolutely nothing toward going on that had anything to do with me selling them for lab experiments. Now, I might sell myself for some all completely different  "experimenting" but I would never to anything to harm these freeloaders."  mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756245943759682903-8069679094533344821?l=www.melodysez.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.melodysez.com/feeds/8069679094533344821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4756245943759682903&amp;postID=8069679094533344821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8069679094533344821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756245943759682903/posts/default/8069679094533344821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.melodysez.com/2007/12/just-looking-for-reason.html' title='Just looking for a reason why.'/><author><name>Melody!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06979164438384169475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/Sov3bso3KyI/AAAAAAAADRE/ejX_ueJwckE/S220/moo+resize:avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlKsdEZQaWs/R1mPFYpSASI/AAAAAAAAArs/UnN8vA1_LoM/s72-c/IMG_0636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756245943759682903.post-4042297674089856094</id><published>2007-12-01T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:34:26.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! My name is Melody and this is my blog. Join me every now and again as I tell of my adventures with my dim-witted daddy , my sis Mert and my big dumb brothers Tonka and Billy. I will occasionally dole out fashion tips for all you gals out there.  Some of you guys out there might even learn a thing or two.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My full name is &lt;a href="http://www.greyhound-data.com/d?i=659498&amp;z=DWHvqq"&gt;Mel's Meoldy&lt;/a&gt; which is one of those cutsie plays on a word or two that the breeders come up with. I think it's because a certain Melvin Bussard was my breeder and since I make a lot of vocalizations some bright spark at the kennels named me "Mels' Melody"...get it?  Hrrrmmm! Anyway that's how  i see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I survived the scary 2003 Girard, Kansas tornado. It still haunts me  and I flirt with thunderphobia to this day.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AP8WUFRBUL8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AP8WUFRBUL8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well whatever, I just wanted to say howsie. I feel a nap coming on. 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