<?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-1442061302219575703</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:40:07.954-06:00</updated><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Book Club'/><category term='Hymns'/><category term='Children'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Hints'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Links'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Misc.'/><category term='Education'/><category term='Guest'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>So Spoke I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5790437205989148803</id><published>2011-12-15T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:30:18.088-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Sweet Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://resources.macmillanusa.com/jackets/258H/9781596434028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 237px;" src="http://resources.macmillanusa.com/jackets/258H/9781596434028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Sick Day for Amos McGee by Philip C. Stead - Caldecott Medal 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5790437205989148803?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5790437205989148803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5790437205989148803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-friends.html' title='Sweet Friends'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4660420179357132835</id><published>2011-09-07T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:09:30.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><title type='text'>Marriage, Dating or Courtship</title><content type='html'>"Courtship Contradictions" Femina Girls &lt;a href="http://www.feminagirls.com/2011/09/07/courtship-contradictions/"&gt;Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4660420179357132835?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4660420179357132835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4660420179357132835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/09/marriage-dating-or-courtship.html' title='Marriage, Dating or Courtship'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5602804916686931986</id><published>2011-09-05T11:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:58:09.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Mindy Sings</title><content type='html'>"It's not about your scars, it's all about your heart." - Mindy Gledhill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5602804916686931986?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5602804916686931986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5602804916686931986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/09/mindy-sings.html' title='Mindy Sings'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2345844597604628818</id><published>2011-08-17T07:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T08:02:35.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Education</title><content type='html'>The most extraordinary education begins with a mother who smiles. - Kari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2345844597604628818?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2345844597604628818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2345844597604628818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/08/mothers.html' title='Education'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4346450533412836978</id><published>2011-07-18T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:59:04.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gil Gildner's Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Visit him &lt;a href="http://gilgildner.com/blog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4346450533412836978?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4346450533412836978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4346450533412836978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/07/gil-gildners-blog.html' title='Gil Gildner&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6451232262871728983</id><published>2011-06-03T10:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:14:54.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Positive Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://www.booksofthebible.com/stock/p3491d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://www.booksofthebible.com/stock/p3491d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When training is done properly, it should always end on a positive note. A child who directly disobeys mom in the grocery store should not be yelled at or have to ride home with an angry mom. This sort of discipline does not show unconditional love and careful instruction. It sends the negative message, "I am not pleased with you" for the child to ponder. Our desire should be for the child to ponder what he could have done right rather than what he did wrong." - Ginger Plowman &lt;em&gt;"Don't Make Me Count to Three!" A Mom's Look at Heart-Oriented Discipline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6451232262871728983?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6451232262871728983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6451232262871728983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/06/positive-message.html' title='A Positive Message'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-160539516483371527</id><published>2011-05-18T15:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:54:41.832-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Knowing God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7n9222l68LA/TT3HFgjqk-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KVP7iK-D2co/s1600/%25234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7n9222l68LA/TT3HFgjqk-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KVP7iK-D2co/s1600/%25234.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...so many in our day seem to have been distracted from what was, is, and always will be the true priority for every human being - that is, learning to know God in Christ.  - Knowing God by J.I. Packer, 1973&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Knowing God&lt;/span&gt; serves as a wake-up call for those who are asleep to the majesty of God." - R.C. Sproul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Plainly shows us ordinary folks what it means to know God." - Elisabeth Elliot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-160539516483371527?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/160539516483371527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/160539516483371527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/05/knowing-god.html' title='Knowing God'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7n9222l68LA/TT3HFgjqk-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KVP7iK-D2co/s72-c/%25234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6823062084491917183</id><published>2011-03-21T11:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:51:10.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Power of Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61XY3FV624L._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61XY3FV624L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"There are over six billion people in the world, but sometimes all you really need is one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6823062084491917183?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6823062084491917183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6823062084491917183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/03/power-of-kindness.html' title='The Power of Kindness'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3918155105832301277</id><published>2011-02-04T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T14:15:12.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Donkey-donkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/14590000/14593994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/14590000/14593994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51--58r2rSL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teaches kids to be content with who they are. First published in 1933.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3918155105832301277?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3918155105832301277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3918155105832301277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/02/donkey-donkey.html' title='Donkey-donkey'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4377725634312339294</id><published>2011-01-13T14:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T15:21:02.800-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Dietrich Bonhoeffer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.borders.com/ProductImages/products/00/55/04/b/55042433_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 239px;" src="http://www.borders.com/ProductImages/products/00/55/04/b/55042433_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dietrich Bonhoeffer (1906 - 1945) was a major writer and thinker in Germany between the wars.  His books of theology are still read and as influential among contemporary evangelical believers as the work of C.S. Lewis and Billy Graham.  In 1939 he refused to take the loyalty oath to Adolf Hitler.  Shortly after that he was invited to participate in a plot to assassinate Hitler.  He was eventually caught, imprisoned, and executed.  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dietrich Bonhoeffer's Prison Poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was in prison, no writings encouraged me more than Bonhoeffer's" - Chuck Colson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further reading - &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dietrich-Bonhoeffer-Biography-Eberhard-Bethge/dp/0800628446/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1294951070&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Dietrich Bonhoeffer A Biography - Eberhard Bethge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4377725634312339294?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4377725634312339294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4377725634312339294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/dietrich-bonhoeffer.html' title='Dietrich Bonhoeffer'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-31643272788123581</id><published>2011-01-11T08:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T08:52:07.731-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Ask Mr. Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d28hgpri8am2if.cloudfront.net/book_images/cvr9780027353907_9780027353907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 250px;" src="http://d28hgpri8am2if.cloudfront.net/book_images/cvr9780027353907_9780027353907.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danny gets a special gift idea for his mother's birthday from Mr. Bear.  Copyright 1932.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-31643272788123581?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/31643272788123581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/31643272788123581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/ask-mr-bear.html' title='Ask Mr. Bear'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1118597436082402739</id><published>2011-01-06T09:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:41:40.267-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Mindy Gledhill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgoLTmNwQUQ/TNsbuh1ycPI/AAAAAAAABCk/fXb-jmUG-lA/s400/MindyGledhill_Anchor_COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgoLTmNwQUQ/TNsbuh1ycPI/AAAAAAAABCk/fXb-jmUG-lA/s400/MindyGledhill_Anchor_COVER.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Indie singer songwriter that will leave you floating like a scoop of vanilla cream in a strawberry soda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mindygledhill.com/"&gt;mindygledhill.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1118597436082402739?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1118597436082402739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1118597436082402739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/mindy-gledhill.html' title='Mindy Gledhill'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgoLTmNwQUQ/TNsbuh1ycPI/AAAAAAAABCk/fXb-jmUG-lA/s72-c/MindyGledhill_Anchor_COVER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2007215769223826030</id><published>2011-01-05T13:34:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:50:44.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Twenty-Six Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joyinourjourney.com/uploads/4/2/4/8/4248738/5343661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.joyinourjourney.com/uploads/4/2/4/8/4248738/5343661.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Church History ABCs &lt;/span&gt;is a fun way for kids to learn about great figures in Christian history.  Twenty-six heroes of the faith march through the alphabet, boldly telling their stories in language children can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stephen J. Nichols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joyinourjourney.com/uploads/4/2/4/8/4248738/5343661.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OTN0vMiqIcM/TDTfPuJP1KI/AAAAAAAAAmA/g0SPzQhU5Co/s1600/9781433514722.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2007215769223826030?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2007215769223826030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2007215769223826030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/twenty-six-heroes.html' title='Twenty-Six Heroes'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-184583251215244761</id><published>2011-01-03T14:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:06:31.548-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Little Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOr-Dlu_5KI/TNcdM1cc5OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KyAjEJzM7wg/s1600/LTLYFront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 622px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOr-Dlu_5KI/TNcdM1cc5OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KyAjEJzM7wg/s1600/LTLYFront.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't write this book because mothering is easy for me, I wrote it because it isn't.  I know this is a hard job, because I am right here in the middle of it.  I know you need encouragement because I do too.  This is not a tender reminiscence.  At the time of writing this, I have three children in diapers, and I can recognize the sound of hundreds of toothpicks being dumped out in the hall.  Excuse me for a moment, won't you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rachel Jankovic (Nancy Wilson's daughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOr-Dlu_5KI/TNcdM1cc5OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KyAjEJzM7wg/s1600/LTLYFront.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-184583251215244761?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/184583251215244761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/184583251215244761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-years.html' title='Little Years'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOr-Dlu_5KI/TNcdM1cc5OI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KyAjEJzM7wg/s72-c/LTLYFront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-8118918179684090506</id><published>2010-08-21T10:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T10:20:46.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Color of His Own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/TG_uUSLuFkI/AAAAAAAAAyI/D1NrauM3ffw/s1600/9780375810916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507882901543196226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/TG_uUSLuFkI/AAAAAAAAAyI/D1NrauM3ffw/s400/9780375810916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A chameleon goes in search of a color of his own, and finds a true friend by Leo Lionni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-8118918179684090506?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8118918179684090506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8118918179684090506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2010/08/color-of-his-own.html' title='A Color of His Own'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/TG_uUSLuFkI/AAAAAAAAAyI/D1NrauM3ffw/s72-c/9780375810916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6737869399881384697</id><published>2010-02-22T07:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T07:53:57.526-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Pop-Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/S4KLFmBlfCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rhV55Gd-nz4/s1600-h/9780525477723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/S4KLFmBlfCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rhV55Gd-nz4/s400/9780525477723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441064228039785506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A fun book to have on hand.   Lots of flaps to lift and tabs to pull!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6737869399881384697?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6737869399881384697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6737869399881384697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2010/02/pop-up.html' title='Pop-Up!'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/S4KLFmBlfCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rhV55Gd-nz4/s72-c/9780525477723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7827324964464124676</id><published>2010-02-18T09:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T10:21:19.484-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>So Unfamiliar ~ Jami Minton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/S31jJ5DeBWI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ONU0H5tTfP4/s1600-h/jamiminton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/S31jJ5DeBWI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ONU0H5tTfP4/s400/jamiminton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439612946518771042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_rightColumn_lblBiography"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biography taken from cdbaby.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jami Minton is a singer/songwriter originally from Birmingham, Alabama, now residing outside of Little Rock, Arkansas. She has been involved in or with music somehow or another her entire life. She appreciates all types of sounds and has a passion in general for music and writing. She plays acoustic guitar and sings, and her music is a bit folk rocky, acoustic, soulful indie mix with a dash of pop and adult alternative. Her writing reflects optimistic realism mixed with melancholy reflection peppered with self-deprication. Have a listen and decide for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/JamiMinton"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/JamiMinton"&gt;So Unfamiliar ~ Jami Minton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To order:  &lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/"&gt;cdbaby.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To download:  iTunes.com or cdbaby.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7827324964464124676?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7827324964464124676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7827324964464124676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-unfamiliar-jami-minton.html' title='So Unfamiliar ~ Jami Minton'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/S31jJ5DeBWI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ONU0H5tTfP4/s72-c/jamiminton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2855532530845943605</id><published>2010-02-11T19:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:17:34.216-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Snow Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>8 cups snow&lt;br /&gt;1- 14 ounce can sweetened condensed milk&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place snow in large bowl, pour in sweetened condensed milk, add vanilla and mix well to combine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Add  red or blue food coloring to make it even more fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2855532530845943605?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2855532530845943605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2855532530845943605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-ice-cream.html' title='Snow Ice Cream'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3692025389279022478</id><published>2010-01-08T07:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:57:36.384-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Winter's Charm</title><content type='html'>I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter.  Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.  ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andrew Wyeth (1917-2009) artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3692025389279022478?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3692025389279022478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3692025389279022478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2010/01/winters-charm.html' title='Winter&apos;s Charm'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-8853726590167693059</id><published>2009-11-24T08:18:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:48:53.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club'/><title type='text'>Charlotte Bronte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SwvxCQG9TGI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ver7oFUmkfI/s1600/Bront%C3%AB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SwvxCQG9TGI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ver7oFUmkfI/s400/Bront%C3%AB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407680798574595170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book club voted on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/span&gt; by Charlotte Bronte (1816-1855).   She was the oldest of the three Bronte sisters.    We'll meet and discuss the book January 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Brontë sisters painted by Patrick Branwell Brontë, c. 1834.   From left to right  Anne, Emily and Charlotte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-8853726590167693059?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8853726590167693059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8853726590167693059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/11/charlotte-bronte.html' title='Charlotte Bronte'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SwvxCQG9TGI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ver7oFUmkfI/s72-c/Bront%C3%AB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7172201640992407109</id><published>2009-10-23T07:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T07:40:42.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club'/><title type='text'>The Queen of Crime</title><content type='html'>The Book Club picked Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie for our next book.  We decided to meet in four weeks so we could squeeze in another book before the year was over.  We'll meet at my house November 19th at 7:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7172201640992407109?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7172201640992407109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7172201640992407109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/10/queen-of-crime.html' title='The Queen of Crime'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5565776910095124122</id><published>2009-08-27T10:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:58:25.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club'/><title type='text'>The Book Club Reads</title><content type='html'>Our new book selection is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl&lt;/span&gt; by Anne Frank.  We'll discuss and have fun on Thursday, October 22nd @7:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5565776910095124122?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5565776910095124122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5565776910095124122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/08/th-book-club-reads.html' title='The Book Club Reads'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3666172835936253093</id><published>2009-08-25T10:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:03:34.000-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Listen to the Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SpQKeiOkJVI/AAAAAAAAAws/RjJjA1UiCbc/s1600-h/2classicsforkids.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SpQKeiOkJVI/AAAAAAAAAws/RjJjA1UiCbc/s400/2classicsforkids.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373931775060092242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.classicsforkids.com/"&gt;classicsforkids.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3666172835936253093?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3666172835936253093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3666172835936253093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/08/classics-for-kids.html' title='Listen to the Music'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SpQKeiOkJVI/AAAAAAAAAws/RjJjA1UiCbc/s72-c/2classicsforkids.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6102764720767391211</id><published>2009-07-03T08:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:20:28.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club'/><title type='text'>The Book Club</title><content type='html'>Our new book to read is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Little Dorrit&lt;/span&gt; by Charles Dickens.  We'll meet and discuss it on Tuesday, August 25th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6102764720767391211?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6102764720767391211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6102764720767391211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/book-club.html' title='The Book Club'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5980587040067431642</id><published>2009-06-25T15:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:06:56.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club'/><title type='text'>The Princess Bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SkPX3vuxDbI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GhvtEkysf8E/s1600-h/PrincessBrideBookMap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SkPX3vuxDbI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GhvtEkysf8E/s400/PrincessBrideBookMap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351358134951677362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Book discussion will meet Thursday, July 2nd at Midnight Oil, 7:30 pm.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just for Fun:&lt;/span&gt; First lines of older children's books&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5980587040067431642?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5980587040067431642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5980587040067431642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/06/princess-bride.html' title='The Princess Bride'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SkPX3vuxDbI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GhvtEkysf8E/s72-c/PrincessBrideBookMap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7829825498704329959</id><published>2009-05-23T14:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:39:27.143-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Klar FX</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zbPkE9xCmBg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/zbPkE9xCmBg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son.  His business.  His music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7829825498704329959?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7829825498704329959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7829825498704329959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/05/klar-fx.html' title='Klar FX'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2468038653073701374</id><published>2009-04-21T12:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:06:52.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Finders Keepers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Se4JSoB06BI/AAAAAAAAAvs/eNXJHoGBxXE/s1600-h/books.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Se4JSoB06BI/AAAAAAAAAvs/eNXJHoGBxXE/s400/books.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327205624813250578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winkle and Nap dug and dug, and at last they found a bone.  "I saw it first," said Nap.  "That bone is mine." "I touched it first.  It's mine,"  said Winkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Two dogs each claim a bone they have found and ask passerby for help deciding ownership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lipkid&lt;/span&gt; and Nicolas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mordvinoff&lt;/span&gt;, 1951 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caldecott&lt;/span&gt; Medal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2468038653073701374?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2468038653073701374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2468038653073701374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/finders-keepers.html' title='Finders Keepers'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Se4JSoB06BI/AAAAAAAAAvs/eNXJHoGBxXE/s72-c/books.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3870217634535135927</id><published>2009-04-20T16:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:37:47.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Stop a Moment -</title><content type='html'>Cease Your Work and Look Around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The happiest moments are those when we forget our precious selves and have…everything else (God, our fellow humans, animals, the garden, and the sky) instead.” &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3870217634535135927?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3870217634535135927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3870217634535135927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop-cease-your-work-look-around.html' title='Stop a Moment -'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1464076441843383236</id><published>2009-04-17T15:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:51:45.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Using Words Wisely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joseph's Coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nipping cold for November.  Winter had arrived before schedule.  "My, this coat feels good!"  Joseph gave a little flying leap to express how good it felt.  His thin legs seemed to lose themselves upward, his happy face, mounted on a thin little neck, to lose itself downward in the huge new coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother was happy today, too, as she watched him down the road.  "Nobody will look at his back," she thought.  "They'll just look at his face, and say, "My that boy's warm, I know!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somebody looked at his back. At the junction of the roads, a little way on, the minister's boy and particular friends swung in behind Joseph.  They were all warm, too.  The minister's boy's coat was new, too, but a different new from Joseph's. It had a fur collar that turned up about his ears, and it was exactly broad enough and long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All at once somebody shouted.  It was the minister's boy. "Oh, look! Joseph's coat - Joseph's coat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;o' many&lt;/span&gt; colors! Look there! Look there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Joseph was no longer warm; a nipping cold struck through to his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Joseph's coat! Joseph's coat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew there was something the matter with it, and it must be with the behind of it, for that was all those boys could see.  All the leap had come out of Joseph's thin little legs, all the joy out of his heart.  He went on because you couldn't get to school without going on.  But that was all - just went on.  At the schoolhouse he waited around, instinctively facing front to folks, until they had all gone in.  Then he took off his "new" coat and looked at the behind.  Then he knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a long straight seam in the middle, and on each side of it the thick cloth had faded to a different shade, a distinctly different shade.  Two colors really, one on each side of that long straight seam - a cruel little trick of the sun.  Joseph was only eight, but he saw at once why they had called it Joseph's coat of many colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Joseph waited behind a wall at the junction of roads until the minister's boy and his friends had come and gone.  Then he slipped out and followed them.  That helped a little - he tried to think it helped a little.  But there were recesses and meetings - of course he might stay inside; you don't have to wear an overcoat when you stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph stayed in.  Through the window he could see the minister's boy having a splendid time. The third day he saw something else.  He saw the minister's boy in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; coat - the multi-colored coat Aunt Caroline had sent - strutting about the yard amid the others' shouts of delight.  Some of the others tried it on and strutted.  Joseph just sat in his seat and looked at them as tears rolled down his cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day he turned Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; coat inside out and wore it so.  He waited till he got nearly to the fork in the road before turning it inside out; he wasn't going to make Mother feel bad, too.  She had lined the coat anew with shiny black cotton stuff all of one color.  Joseph felt a little better; this would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it only made things worse;  The minister's boy and his particular friends instantly saw the  ridiculousness of that inside-out little coat.  "Look at it! Look at it - inside out!"  The joke was just too good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was just one other thing to do, and Joseph did it the next day.  The place where the roads forked was about halfway from Joseph's home to the schoolhouse; so he went warm halfway the next day.  The other half he shivered along, very cold indeed, outside of the Aunt Caroline coat.  For he had left Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; coat folded up behind a stone wall.  Going home that afternoon, he was warm the last half of his way, anyway.  It helped to be half warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a day or two the sun and the wind conspired together to befriend little Joseph.  But the fourth day the wind blew and the sun rested.  There was snow, too, in fine steely flakes, and Joseph's teeth chattered, and he ran on stiff little legs, and  blew on stiff little fingers.  He kept looking ahead to the last half of going home.  He wished he had pushed the Aunt Caroline coat farther in under the stones out of the way of the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Joseph Merriam," called the teacher on the day after the snowstorm.  She had her roll book and pencil waiting, but she got no answer.  It was strange for Joseph Merriam not to answer the roll call; he was one of her little steadies.  "Joseph is not here, I see; can anyone tell me if he is sick?  He must be sick."  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yes'm&lt;/span&gt;, he is.  He's got pneumonia dreadfully," someone answered.  "There were lights in his house all night, my father said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many nights there were lights, and for many mornings the doctor's sleigh.  Joseph laid in his bed, saying wild, mixed up words in a weak little voice.  "I'm almost to the stone wall; then I'll be warm!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Joseph's coat o' many colors - Joseph's coat o' many colors!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want Mother to know they laughed; don't anybody tell Mother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister's boy heard of those wild little words, and pieced them together into a story.  He remembered who had cried, "Joseph's coat o ' many colors!" tauntingly, cruelly.  And now - oh, now he remembered that Joseph had not worn any overcoat at all those last days that he went to school!.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No coat.&lt;/span&gt;  The heart of the minister's boy contracted with an awful fear.  He took to haunting Joseph's house in all his free minutes - waiting at the gate for the doctor to come out, and shivering with something besides cold at his brief answers.  The answers grew worse and worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed was so difficult for the minister's boy.  He lay in his own bed, remembering that other little bed of Joseph's.  When remembering was too great a torture, the minister's boy crept out of bed and dressed himself.  Out into the clear, cold starlight, down the frozen road, he crept toward Joseph's lighted windows.  He was not aware of being cold anywhere but in his soul - he shivered there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time he stood waiting for he knew not what. Then someone came out of the house.It was not the doctor; it was the minister. The boy could not see his face, but you don't have to see your own father's face.They went back down the dim night road together, and together into the ministers study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've killed him,"the boy said. I've killed Joseph. I did it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister's face was curiously lighted in spite of this awful confession of his son. The light persisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sit down, Philip," he said, for the boy was shaking like a leaf, "Now tell me." All the story piece by piece - the boy told all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So it was I - I killed him. I - I didn't expect to -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence for a little while.  Then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you think Joseph was dead, Philip?  He came very close indeed to it; but the crisis is past, and he will get well.  I waited to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You mean- I - haven't?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I mean you haven't, thank God."  Philip was overjoyed and full of thanks with the news of Joseph's improved condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When, after a long while, the boy was slipping away, the minister called to him gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come back  a moment, Philip."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I'm back, Father. I know what you're thinking of.  Father, may I - punish myself this time - for making fun of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;boy - a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; boy?  It needs a good deal o' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;punishin&lt;/span&gt;', but I'll do it - please let me do it, Father!  Please - please try me, anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because the minister was a wise minister, he nodded his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When little Joseph got well, he wore to school a beautiful warm coat with a soft furry collar that went up - up - around his ears.  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; thick and warm and handsome, and all of a color.  Joseph wore it all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the winter the minister's boy wore to school an Aunt Caroline coat of many colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Shakespeare, one of the greatest writers who ever lived, once wrote, "These words are razors to my wounded heart."  This story shows how much words can hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Everyday Graces by Karen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Santorum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1464076441843383236?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1464076441843383236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1464076441843383236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/using-words-wisely.html' title='Using Words Wisely'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-8919300123135158717</id><published>2009-04-17T10:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:42:58.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>The Beehive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SeiiFlagFxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/B0kgywhiPAU/s1600-h/beebanner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SeiiFlagFxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/B0kgywhiPAU/s400/beebanner2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325684776191923986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Knitting, crocheting and more.  &lt;a href="http://www.purlbee.com/"&gt;purlbee.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purlbeehive.squarespace.com/bees"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Purl Beehive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-8919300123135158717?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8919300123135158717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8919300123135158717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/purl-bee.html' title='The Beehive'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SeiiFlagFxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/B0kgywhiPAU/s72-c/beebanner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2566632561859292591</id><published>2009-04-14T08:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:11:24.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Too Busy?</title><content type='html'>One reason we are so harried and hurried is that we make yesterday and tomorrow our business, when all that legitimately concerns us is today...There is always time to do the will of God. If we are too busy to do that, we are too busy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Elisabeth Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Taken from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Time for God's Will~A Lamp for my Feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2566632561859292591?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2566632561859292591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2566632561859292591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-busy.html' title='Too Busy?'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-9147809881523130026</id><published>2009-04-13T07:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:56:37.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Dress Design Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SeM1XVvhTcI/AAAAAAAAAvU/b5XDhJsZbVs/s1600-h/Dream_Dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SeM1XVvhTcI/AAAAAAAAAvU/b5XDhJsZbVs/s400/Dream_Dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324157859571781058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christa-taylor.com/"&gt;Christa-Taylor&lt;/a&gt; is having a design your dream dress contest, see her site for details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-9147809881523130026?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9147809881523130026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9147809881523130026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/dress-design-contest.html' title='Dress Design Contest'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SeM1XVvhTcI/AAAAAAAAAvU/b5XDhJsZbVs/s72-c/Dream_Dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3252583721624746769</id><published>2009-04-10T16:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T16:45:02.656-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc.'/><title type='text'>Never Stop Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sd-8V6xuPVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/S-slNL9p1Zk/s1600-h/neversropmoving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sd-8V6xuPVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/S-slNL9p1Zk/s400/neversropmoving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323180369316298066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw this in an ad for Aleve and thought it was a perfect example of a Polaroid Party photo op.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3252583721624746769?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3252583721624746769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3252583721624746769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-stop-moving.html' title='Never Stop Moving'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sd-8V6xuPVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/S-slNL9p1Zk/s72-c/neversropmoving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5512936226811247811</id><published>2009-04-09T11:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:40:22.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Once upon a Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sd4jk3-I15I/AAAAAAAAAu0/IR2WgBTrg4I/s1600-h/onceuponatime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sd4jk3-I15I/AAAAAAAAAu0/IR2WgBTrg4I/s400/onceuponatime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322730926005344146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;there was a grown-up&lt;br /&gt;looking for a book&lt;br /&gt;with very short bedtime stories&lt;br /&gt;for a kid who wouldn't go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So the grown-up picked up this book&lt;br /&gt;and read this flap&lt;br /&gt;and took the book home&lt;br /&gt;and read it out loud&lt;br /&gt;and they both laughed&lt;br /&gt;and fell fast asleep&lt;br /&gt;fast.&lt;br /&gt;Just like you.&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once upon a time, the End  (asleep in 60 seconds) by Geoffrey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kloske&lt;/span&gt;, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tired father takes only a few sentences to tell a number of classic tales in order to get the persistent listener to fall asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5512936226811247811?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5512936226811247811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5512936226811247811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a Time'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sd4jk3-I15I/AAAAAAAAAu0/IR2WgBTrg4I/s72-c/onceuponatime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2528781628504360673</id><published>2009-04-07T11:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:51:59.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Country Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SduCTKE2Q2I/AAAAAAAAAuk/1lcsSEoUAkc/s1600-h/bunny-710800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SduCTKE2Q2I/AAAAAAAAAuk/1lcsSEoUAkc/s400/bunny-710800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321990650302186338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SduCnqBHhrI/AAAAAAAAAus/VhqujtHz6JY/s1600-h/countrybunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SduCnqBHhrI/AAAAAAAAAus/VhqujtHz6JY/s400/countrybunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321991002473858738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Two who had sweet voices were taught to sing and two more to dance and these amused all the others while they worked so that they were gay and happy.  Two others were soon digging in the garden.  To two she gave paints and crayons, so they could make pretty pictures for the walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Country Bunny and The Little Gold Shoes by Du Bose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heyward&lt;/span&gt; and Marjorie Flack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Larsson&lt;/span&gt;, 1939.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2528781628504360673?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2528781628504360673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2528781628504360673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/country-bunny.html' title='The Country Bunny'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SduCTKE2Q2I/AAAAAAAAAuk/1lcsSEoUAkc/s72-c/bunny-710800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-9110009465463636794</id><published>2009-04-06T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:12:32.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Key Lime Pie</title><content type='html'>2- 14 ounce cans sweetened condensed milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup fresh lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon grated lime peel&lt;br /&gt;Sweetened whipped cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees.  Mix sweetened condensed milk, lime juice and lime peel together until well blended.  Pour into graham cracker crust.  Bake for 5 minutes.  Refrigerate 2 hours.  Serve with sweetened whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham Cracker Crust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups finely ground graham cracker crumbs&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;6 tablespoons melted butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix graham cracker crumbs, sugar and melted butter until well blended. Press mixture into an 8 or 9 inch pie plate. Bake at 375 for 7 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-9110009465463636794?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9110009465463636794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9110009465463636794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/key-lime-pie.html' title='Key Lime Pie'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6374003098151569889</id><published>2009-04-03T11:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:18:57.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Young Peacemakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdZE8VxXPRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ughU7JiSebo/s1600-h/peacemaker2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdZE8VxXPRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ughU7JiSebo/s400/peacemaker2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320515813211847954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 Key Principles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflict is a slippery slope.&lt;br /&gt;Conflict starts in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Choices have consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Wise-way choices are better than my-way choices.&lt;br /&gt;The blame game makes conflict worse.&lt;br /&gt;Conflict is an opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;The Five A's can resolve conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Admit&lt;/span&gt; what you did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apologize&lt;/span&gt; for how your choice affected the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accept&lt;/span&gt; the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ask&lt;/span&gt; for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alter&lt;/span&gt; your choice in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;It is never too late to start doing what's right.&lt;br /&gt;Think before you speak.&lt;br /&gt;Respectful communication is more likely to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;A respectful appeal can prevent conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four promises of Forgiveness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will think good thoughts about you and do good for you.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will not bring up this situation and use it against you.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will not talk to others about what you did.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will be friends with you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And for the youngest peacemaker:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thought&lt;br /&gt;Hurt you not&lt;br /&gt;Gossip never&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peacemaker.net/site/c.aqKFLTOBIpH/b.958199/k.AFBE/Young_Peacemaker.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~The Young Peacemaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6374003098151569889?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6374003098151569889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6374003098151569889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/young-peacemakers.html' title='Young Peacemakers'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdZE8VxXPRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ughU7JiSebo/s72-c/peacemaker2.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6571192243060001724</id><published>2009-04-02T10:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:06:27.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Old  Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdTa9Z4h5fI/AAAAAAAAAt8/iPCPJeQbGNU/s1600-h/jnr+wall+chart+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdTa9Z4h5fI/AAAAAAAAAt8/iPCPJeQbGNU/s400/jnr+wall+chart+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320117808286262770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;                             From the Intro:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Did you know that at the same time of the Spanish Armada, Shakespeare was living in England and the first water closet was used?  Before your very eyes the vast panorama of human experience will unfold...hundreds of important events, facts and dates in the history of mankind are included...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Designed by Christos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kondeatis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;We have enjoyed this book for about 15 years and it is amazing how it has held up. I also like it because you can turn the pages like a book or unfold it to see the whole chart.  The cut off date in history is 1990...closes up nicely to store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdTeiw6qZiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Nw8qJZ-pQtw/s1600-h/jnr+wallchart+fold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdTeiw6qZiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Nw8qJZ-pQtw/s400/jnr+wallchart+fold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320121748659267106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6571192243060001724?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6571192243060001724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6571192243060001724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-favorite.html' title='Old  Favorite'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdTa9Z4h5fI/AAAAAAAAAt8/iPCPJeQbGNU/s72-c/jnr+wall+chart+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4952468013485101159</id><published>2009-03-31T11:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:10:00.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>The Danger of Not Knowing God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In China in the early 1930s a missionary couple, John and Betty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stam&lt;/span&gt;, were captured by the Chinese Communists and marched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the streets of the village to a chopping block where each was beheaded.  If they had been willing to recant their Christian faith, their lives would have been spared.  Given their commitment to Christ, such a choice was unthinkable.  They placed not only their lives but the life of their baby, Helen Priscilla, in the hands of God, confident that God could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;protect them&lt;/span&gt; if he chose, and, if He chose not to, it was safer to be in those hands than anywhere else in the universe.  Like thousands of Christians before them, they preferred the sword to disobedience, believing that the danger of not knowing God is infinitely greater than any other danger. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Elisabeth Elliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The baby, Helen, was found two days later by a Chinese pastor who took her home and took care of her.  Reverend Lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ke&lt;/span&gt; Chou and his wife then took the baby girl to her maternal grandparents.  As for Helen's parents, a small group of Christians found their bodies and buried them on a hillside.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stams&lt;/span&gt;' gravestones read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Cornelius &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 18, 1907&lt;br /&gt;"That Christ may be glorified whether by life or by death." Philippians 1:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisabeth Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Stam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 22,1906&lt;br /&gt;"For me to live is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt; and to die is gain." Philippians 1:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December8, 1934, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Miaosheo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Anhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be thou faithful unto death and I will give thee a crown of life." Revelation 2:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of their martyrdom was much publicized and inspired many to become missionaries. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4952468013485101159?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4952468013485101159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4952468013485101159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/danger-of-not-knowing-god_31.html' title='The Danger of Not Knowing God'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-48038916286304643</id><published>2009-03-30T18:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:16:28.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Bob Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdFPb9oX44I/AAAAAAAAAt0/j89F8-x00w4/s1600-h/bob-books-s1b1-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdFPb9oX44I/AAAAAAAAAt0/j89F8-x00w4/s320/bob-books-s1b1-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319119976720229250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bob Books are great beginning readers.  Their website has a few coloring sheets for extra fun while learning to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobbooks.com/bobbooks.html"&gt;bobbooks.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-48038916286304643?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/48038916286304643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/48038916286304643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/bob-books.html' title='Bob Books'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SdFPb9oX44I/AAAAAAAAAt0/j89F8-x00w4/s72-c/bob-books-s1b1-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6099005306189922771</id><published>2009-03-25T07:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:11:03.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc.'/><title type='text'>Lore and Legends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clear moon, frost soon.  Halo around the moon,&lt;br /&gt;rain soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No killing frost will arrive after the martin comes to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leaves of three, let them be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(This maxim holds true across the country; it applies to poison ivy and poison oak.) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plant your seeds in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One for the pheasant, one for the crow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One to rot and one to grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When swallows fly low, rain is on the way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(This old saying has some scientific basis:  When the air pressure falls rapidly, many airborne insects descend toward the ground, hotly pursued by swallows and swifts eager to consume them.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you see the underside of the leaves&lt;br /&gt;in the gentle breeze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it will rain before you sneeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Martha Stewart Living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6099005306189922771?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6099005306189922771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6099005306189922771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/lore-and-legends.html' title='Lore and Legends'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2981271587766080680</id><published>2009-03-24T08:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:46:58.418-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Mistakes That Worked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Scjh7X5IxTI/AAAAAAAAAtU/R-yozdswk-Y/s1600-h/MistakesThatWorked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Scjh7X5IxTI/AAAAAAAAAtU/R-yozdswk-Y/s320/MistakesThatWorked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316747770253067570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;40 Familiar Inventions and How They Came to Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A man named&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spencer Silver was working in the 3M research laboratories in 1970 trying to find a strong adhesive.  Silver developed a new adhesive, but it was even weaker than what 3M already manufactured...four years later, another 3M scientist named Arthur Fry was singing in his church's choir.  He used markers to keep his place in the hymnal, but they kept falling out of the book.  Remembering Silver's adhesive, Fry used some to coat his markers...3M began distributing Post-It Notes nationwide in 1980 - ten years after Silver developed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;superweak&lt;/span&gt; adhesive.  Today they are one of the most popular office products available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Charlotte Foltz Jones, Illustrated by John O'brien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2981271587766080680?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2981271587766080680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2981271587766080680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/mistakes-that-worked.html' title='Mistakes That Worked'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Scjh7X5IxTI/AAAAAAAAAtU/R-yozdswk-Y/s72-c/MistakesThatWorked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4586717035842023963</id><published>2009-03-23T07:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:38:54.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Pascal Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia;" wrap=""&gt;Pascal wrote, "I have discovered that all the unhappiness of man arises from one single fact, that they cannot stay quietly in their own chamber."&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4586717035842023963?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4586717035842023963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4586717035842023963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/pascal-quote.html' title='Pascal Quote'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4303343780771816678</id><published>2009-03-19T11:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:20:58.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;n. [“to cut, engrave”]&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       The stable and distinctive qualities built into an individual’s        life which determine his response regardless of circumstances.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;~American Dictionary of the English Language&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4303343780771816678?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4303343780771816678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4303343780771816678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/character.html' title='Character'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-237168998943378793</id><published>2009-03-18T17:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:05:42.322-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Five-Cup Fruit Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/ScF-MXBq1LI/AAAAAAAAAtM/qsxnkxUt9Bc/s1600-h/FiveCup_Fruit_Salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/ScF-MXBq1LI/AAAAAAAAAtM/qsxnkxUt9Bc/s400/FiveCup_Fruit_Salad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314667786078442674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1- 8 ounce can pineapple chunks&lt;br /&gt;1- 11 ounce can mandarin orange sections, drained&lt;br /&gt;1 cup coconut&lt;br /&gt;1 cup tiny marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;1- 8 ounce carton sour cream&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drain pineapple chunks, reserving 1 tablespoon juice.  In a bowl combine reserved juice, pineapple chunks, mandarin orange sections, coconut, marshmallows, and sour cream.  Cover and chill for 2-24 hours.  Before serving, sprinkle with pecans.  Makes 6 side-dish servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~BH&amp;amp;G New Cookbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-237168998943378793?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/237168998943378793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/237168998943378793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/five-cup-fruit-salad.html' title='Five-Cup Fruit Salad'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/ScF-MXBq1LI/AAAAAAAAAtM/qsxnkxUt9Bc/s72-c/FiveCup_Fruit_Salad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5045844888592023311</id><published>2009-03-17T10:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:12:48.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>All in the Name of Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sb-8YxO6nzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/lWuF56ilyzU/s1600-h/spitemalice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sb-8YxO6nzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/lWuF56ilyzU/s400/spitemalice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314173219039256370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spite and Malice is a card game my husband's grandma taught us years ago.  We learned to play with an ordinary deck of cards, but the updated version might just be a little more fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5045844888592023311?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5045844888592023311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5045844888592023311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-in-name-of-fun.html' title='All in the Name of Fun'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/Sb-8YxO6nzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/lWuF56ilyzU/s72-c/spitemalice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-9084940603151165703</id><published>2009-03-13T11:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:02:29.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Fat Frogs on a Skinny Log</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbqQeUvNr-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/BJJMy1FrrqA/s1600-h/fatfrogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbqQeUvNr-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/BJJMy1FrrqA/s400/fatfrogs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312717561074135010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When ten fat frogs try to squeeze themselves onto the same skinny, wobbly-bobbly log...look out! Words and pictures by Sara Riches.  Great for counting and practicing the "S"  sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-9084940603151165703?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9084940603151165703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9084940603151165703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/fat-frogs-on-skinny-log.html' title='Fat Frogs on a Skinny Log'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbqQeUvNr-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/BJJMy1FrrqA/s72-c/fatfrogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-829136101038322081</id><published>2009-03-12T21:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:35:11.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Beauty Tip</title><content type='html'>"Cheerfulness and contentment are great beautifiers and are famous preservers of youthful looks."~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles Dickens (1812-1870)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-829136101038322081?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/829136101038322081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/829136101038322081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/beauty-tip.html' title='Beauty Tip'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6528343883823107801</id><published>2009-03-11T08:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:55:39.161-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>People Manners</title><content type='html'>When we are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gracious&lt;/span&gt;, we show kindness and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;When we are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;courteous&lt;/span&gt;, we show good manners toward others.&lt;br /&gt;When we are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;considerate&lt;/span&gt;, we are thoughtful and attentive.&lt;br /&gt;When we are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;respectful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we admire and appreciate others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~The Family Book of Manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6528343883823107801?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6528343883823107801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6528343883823107801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-manners.html' title='People Manners'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-734174606418656274</id><published>2009-03-10T10:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:17:02.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Note Trainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbaNITzsKAI/AAAAAAAAAsk/AOoXhn9TUMc/s1600-h/musictheory.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbaNITzsKAI/AAAAAAAAAsk/AOoXhn9TUMc/s400/musictheory.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311587984425625602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Online music flashcards, a fun way for kids to learn notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musictheory.net/trainers/html/id82_en.html"&gt;Note Trainer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-734174606418656274?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/734174606418656274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/734174606418656274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/note-trainer.html' title='Note Trainer'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbaNITzsKAI/AAAAAAAAAsk/AOoXhn9TUMc/s72-c/musictheory.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5459639773121860090</id><published>2009-03-09T12:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:30:20.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Hey, Al</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbVPx9fJKLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s71QIHK5WNs/s1600-h/heyal.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbVPx9fJKLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s71QIHK5WNs/s320/heyal.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311239055290738866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both man and dog agree:  There really is no place like home.  Story by Arthur Yorinks and pictures by Richard Egielski.  1987 Caldecott Award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5459639773121860090?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5459639773121860090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5459639773121860090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-al.html' title='Hey, Al'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbVPx9fJKLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/s71QIHK5WNs/s72-c/heyal.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-374735398245371095</id><published>2009-03-06T10:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:14:09.150-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Party Cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbFK7N1exUI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Q4GzTLkipLU/s1600-h/CakePlanner_Lion_fullsize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbFK7N1exUI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Q4GzTLkipLU/s320/CakePlanner_Lion_fullsize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310107816833238338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbFKwZVU58I/AAAAAAAAAsM/RROYPJnrl7c/s1600-h/CakePlanner_Mermaid_fullsize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbFKwZVU58I/AAAAAAAAAsM/RROYPJnrl7c/s320/CakePlanner_Mermaid_fullsize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310107630941038530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parenting.com/article/-/Recipe/31-Birthday-Cake-Pictures-Designs-for-Boys-and-Girls"&gt;31 Birthday Party Cake Ideas&lt;/a&gt; - Thanks Gabrielle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-374735398245371095?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/374735398245371095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/374735398245371095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/party-cakes.html' title='Party Cakes'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SbFK7N1exUI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Q4GzTLkipLU/s72-c/CakePlanner_Lion_fullsize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5273391010454535225</id><published>2009-03-05T11:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:04:35.252-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Chip Cheesecake</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1 1/2 cups graham cracker crumbs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/3 cup white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/3 cup butter, melted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     3 (8 ounce) packages cream cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1 (14 ounce) can sweetened condensed milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     3 eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     2 teaspoons vanilla extract&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1 cup mini semi-sweet chocolate chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1 teaspoon all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span&gt;Preheat oven to 300 degrees Mix graham cracker crumbs, sugar, butter and cocoa. Press onto bottom and up the sides of a 9 inch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spring form&lt;/span&gt; pan. Set crust aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat cream cheese until smooth. Gradually add sweetened condensed milk; beat well. Add vanilla and eggs, and beat on medium speed until smooth. Toss 1/3 of the miniature chocolate chips with the 1 teaspoon flour to coat (this keeps them from sinking to the bottom of the cake). Mix into cheese mixture. Pour into prepared crust. Sprinkle top with remaining chocolate chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 300 degrees for 1 hour. Turn off oven (do not open oven door) and leave the cake in the oven to cool in the oven for another hour. Remove from oven and cool completely. Refrigerate before removing sides of pan. Keep cake refrigerated until time to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turtle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Before refrigerating the cheesecake add chocolate syrup, caramel topping and chopped pecans. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5273391010454535225?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5273391010454535225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5273391010454535225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/chocolate-chip-cheesecake.html' title='Chocolate Chip Cheesecake'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2531019433254931681</id><published>2009-03-04T10:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:47:15.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>As in all of life, the critical thing is whether we take things for granted or take them with gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;G. K. Chesterton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2531019433254931681?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2531019433254931681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2531019433254931681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1624696847409530665</id><published>2009-03-04T10:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:48:57.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ten B's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; sincere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; compassionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; considerate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; supportive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; courteous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; strong in your moral convictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt; trusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~The Family Book of Manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1624696847409530665?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1624696847409530665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1624696847409530665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-be-friend.html' title='To Be A Friend'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3981677264267137384</id><published>2009-03-03T13:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:04:41.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Make a Bird Treat</title><content type='html'>Use a cookie cutter to cut a heart shape out of a slice of bread.  Poke a hole in the top with a pencil or crayon.  Brush an egg white onto the bread and press birdseed on top.  Let it dry.  Then thread a piece of ribbon or yarn through the hole and tie it to a tree branch as a treat for the birds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3981677264267137384?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3981677264267137384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3981677264267137384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-bird-treat.html' title='Make a Bird Treat'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2101609872395159996</id><published>2009-03-02T11:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:34:50.240-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A "Tall" Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SawT0tfgpiI/AAAAAAAAAsE/BKSPycl0Rq4/s1600-h/giantofseville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SawT0tfgpiI/AAAAAAAAAsE/BKSPycl0Rq4/s320/giantofseville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308639857048856098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~based on a true story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author's note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin  Van Buren Bates was born a baby of normal size on November 9, 1845.  But he continued to grow until he was twenty-eight years old, reaching a height of seven feet eleven and a half inches...After the war, he joined the circus and was billed as "The World's Tallest Man."  While touring with the circus in Halifax, Canada, he met Anna Swan.  Anna Swan stood almost eight feet tall!...In 1871, they were married in London and became history's tallest known married couple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2101609872395159996?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2101609872395159996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2101609872395159996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/tall-tale.html' title='A &quot;Tall&quot; Tale'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SawT0tfgpiI/AAAAAAAAAsE/BKSPycl0Rq4/s72-c/giantofseville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4277175319419170656</id><published>2009-02-23T07:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:15:21.110-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Make Someone Happy</title><content type='html'>Make just one someone happy,&lt;br /&gt;And you will be happy, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Make Someone Happy” from 1960. Frank Sinatra, Perry Como and Jimmy Durante all had versions of this song.  Jimmy Durante's was used in &lt;i&gt;Sleepless in Seattle.  &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4277175319419170656?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4277175319419170656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4277175319419170656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-someone-happy.html' title='Make Someone Happy'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3258812154623457380</id><published>2009-02-21T13:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:29:45.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride</title><content type='html'>"You can have no greater sign of confirmed pride than when you think you are humble enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~William Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (1686-1761)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3258812154623457380?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3258812154623457380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3258812154623457380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6634384610704233355</id><published>2009-02-18T14:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:36:02.079-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Peanut Butter Pie</title><content type='html'>1 cup peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1 cup powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;8 ounces cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;16 ounces Cool Whip&lt;br /&gt;Hershey's chocolate syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine and beat on high for 2 minutes.  Fold in 16 ounces Cool Whip.  Spoon into large graham cracker crust, drizzle with chocolate syrup and freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham Cracker Crust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups finely ground graham cracker crumbs&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;6 tablespoons melted butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix graham cracker crumbs, sugar and melted butter until well blended.  Press mixture into an 8 or 9 inch pie plate.  Bake at 375 for 7 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                             &lt;!-- tool box --&gt;&lt;div class="recipe centercontent2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6634384610704233355?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6634384610704233355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6634384610704233355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/peanut-butter-pie.html' title='Peanut Butter Pie'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3626070854949020884</id><published>2009-02-17T09:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:36:10.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Gift-Bear for the King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SZrZIOU8ESI/AAAAAAAAAr8/k85NyI3ZVPQ/s1600-h/agiftbearfortheking1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SZrZIOU8ESI/AAAAAAAAAr8/k85NyI3ZVPQ/s400/agiftbearfortheking1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303790246490280226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~by Carl Memling, printed in 1966.  Illustrated by Lillian Hoban&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3626070854949020884?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3626070854949020884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3626070854949020884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/gift-bear-for-king_17.html' title='A Gift-Bear for the King'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SZrZIOU8ESI/AAAAAAAAAr8/k85NyI3ZVPQ/s72-c/agiftbearfortheking1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3658907921151225897</id><published>2009-02-14T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:28:47.410-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><title type='text'>Exodus 24:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When Moses went and told the people all the Lord's words and laws, they responded with one voice, "Everything the Lord has said we will do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3658907921151225897?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3658907921151225897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3658907921151225897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/exodus-243.html' title='Exodus 24:3'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1637875746693856152</id><published>2009-02-11T13:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:15:09.507-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Bug Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SZMjOIt9YrI/AAAAAAAAArs/5S1IM87Ki0w/s1600-h/Spined_soldier_bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SZMjOIt9YrI/AAAAAAAAArs/5S1IM87Ki0w/s400/Spined_soldier_bug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301619912110596786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://donnayoung.org/science/summer/bug_movie.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spined soldier bugs&lt;/a&gt; hatching by Donna Young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1637875746693856152?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1637875746693856152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1637875746693856152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/bug-movies.html' title='Bug Movies'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SZMjOIt9YrI/AAAAAAAAArs/5S1IM87Ki0w/s72-c/Spined_soldier_bug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-9049049595407596867</id><published>2009-02-09T13:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:12:29.000-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Pulled-Pork Tacos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Real Simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;!-- RECIPE INGREDIENTS --&gt;     &lt;span class="item_body" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;     2 cups store-bought salsa, plus more for serving&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons chili powder&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons dried oregano&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;Kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;1-  2 1/2-pound boneless pork butt or shoulder&lt;br /&gt;18  corn tortillas&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup fresh cilantro sprigs&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1  lime, cut into wedges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;!-- RECIPE INSTRUCTIONS --&gt;    &lt;span class="item_body"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;In a 4- to 6-quart slow cooker, combine the salsa, chili powder, oregano, cocoa, and 1 teaspoon salt. Add the pork and turn to coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook, covered, until the meat is tender and pulls apart easily, on high for 4 to 5 hours or on low for 7 to 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty minutes before serving, heat oven to 350° F. Stack the tortillas, wrap them in foil, and bake until warm, about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, using 2 forks, shred the pork and stir into the cooking liquid. Serve with the tortillas, cilantro, sour cream, lime, and extra salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tip:&lt;/b&gt; When using a slow cooker, resist the urge to lift the lid until the dish has cooked the minimum amount of time specified in the recipe. Each peek allows heat to escape and can increase cooking time by as much as a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span class="form_font_one"&gt;Yield:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form_font_one"&gt;       Makes 6 servings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-9049049595407596867?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9049049595407596867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/9049049595407596867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/pulled-pork-tacos_09.html' title='Pulled-Pork Tacos'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1130602449382034082</id><published>2009-02-06T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:51:02.976-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Sylvester and the Magic Pebble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SY0EDB-SXwI/AAAAAAAAArk/ZoiD_EJx7Mc/s1600-h/Herman048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SY0EDB-SXwI/AAAAAAAAArk/ZoiD_EJx7Mc/s320/Herman048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299896786600746754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sylvester&lt;/span&gt; is a marvel---daisy fresh and filled with the sheer joy and wit and craft that crowns this book, yet again, a masterpiece." -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maurice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sendak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love the story of this sweet little donkey.  It never gets old.  Every time I read it I suffer with Sylvester and his parents and rejoice with them in the end." - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Betsy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lewin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1130602449382034082?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1130602449382034082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1130602449382034082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/sylvester-and-magic-pebble.html' title='Sylvester and the Magic Pebble'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SY0EDB-SXwI/AAAAAAAAArk/ZoiD_EJx7Mc/s72-c/Herman048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5873485592016451387</id><published>2009-02-06T08:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:35:55.122-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Happy 200th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SYxHl8kP0yI/AAAAAAAAArU/ARMiEDnbuhc/s1600-h/449px-Mendelssohn_Bartholdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SYxHl8kP0yI/AAAAAAAAArU/ARMiEDnbuhc/s320/449px-Mendelssohn_Bartholdy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299689578747122466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Felix Mendelssohn was born February 3, 1809 and died in 1847. He was a German composer of the early Romantic period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SYxHyqBNyHI/AAAAAAAAArc/dQUfCdJ61vQ/s1600-h/700px-DBP_1959_319_Felix_Mendelssohn_Bartholdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jmc.co.il/music/27-30.mp3"&gt;Spring Song, Op.62 N0.2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5873485592016451387?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5873485592016451387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5873485592016451387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-200th-birthday.html' title='Happy 200th Birthday!'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SYxHl8kP0yI/AAAAAAAAArU/ARMiEDnbuhc/s72-c/449px-Mendelssohn_Bartholdy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4327420046086918385</id><published>2009-02-05T07:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:05:22.909-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Via My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Guinness Chocolate Cupcakes with Butter Cream Frosting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Jason Knapp, Governor's Executive Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 cups Flour                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 cups Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;½ t Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 stick Margarine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 cup Guinness beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;½ cup Shortening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 T Cocoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 t Baking Soda                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;½ cup Buttermilk                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 t Vanilla                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sift together flour, sugar and salt.   In a saucepan combine, margarine, beer, shortening and cocoa.  Bring mixture to a boil and pour over flour mixture.  Mix well.  In a separate bowl, beat eggs, soda, buttermilk and vanilla.  Mix well and add to flour and chocolate mixture.  Mix all well.  Bake in muffin cups in muffin tins in a 350 degree oven for 12-18 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in center of cup cake comes out clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vanilla Butter Cream&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 cups confectioners’ sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16 Tbs. (2 sticks) unsalted butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 1/2 Tbs. milk, plus more, if needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 tsp. vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/4 tsp. salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have all the ingredients at room temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the flat beater, combine the confectioners’ sugar, butter, the 4 1/2 Tbs. milk, the vanilla and salt and beat on low speed until combined, about 1 minute. Stop the mixer and scrape down the sides of the bowl. Increase the speed to medium and beat until fluffy, about 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;If the frosting is dry, add more milk, 1 tsp. at a time, until it is creamy but still holds peaks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4327420046086918385?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4327420046086918385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4327420046086918385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/via-my-mom.html' title='Via My Mom'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7007248689618459915</id><published>2009-02-03T11:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:34:08.540-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Eisley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7FBiZq9qGE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298637995459230610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SYiLLvi8O5I/AAAAAAAAArE/ylevuIDArxE/s320/eisley.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Eisley&lt;/a&gt; is a rock band made up of 3 sisters, their brother and a cousin from Tyler, Texas. They were all raised in christian homeschooled families. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sort of a sanitized version of the Partridge Family. ~John Cody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298638879583296082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SYiL_NKi2lI/AAAAAAAAArM/9C4D4sffZk8/s400/eisley_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7007248689618459915?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7007248689618459915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7007248689618459915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/eisley.html' title='Eisley'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SYiLLvi8O5I/AAAAAAAAArE/ylevuIDArxE/s72-c/eisley.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-700968193942639021</id><published>2009-02-02T08:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:04:50.929-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>US Senate Bean Soup</title><content type='html'>Bean soup is on the menu in the Senate's restaurant every day. Some say the tradition was started by Senator Fred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dubois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of Idaho, others say it was in 1903 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;by Senator&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Knute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nelson of Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dubois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; includes mashed potatoes and makes a 5-gallon batch. The soup served in the Senate today does not include mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Famous Senate Restaurant Bean Soup Recipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pounds dried navy beans&lt;br /&gt;4 quarts hot water&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 pounds smoked ham hocks&lt;br /&gt;1 onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons butter&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash the navy beans and run hot water through them until they are slightly whitened. Place beans into pot with hot water. Add ham hocks and simmer approximately three hours in a covered pot, stirring occasionally. Remove ham hocks and set aside to cool. Dice meat and return to soup. Lightly brown the onion in butter. Add to soup. Before serving, bring to a boil and season with salt and pepper. Serves 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bean Soup Recipe&lt;/strong&gt; (for 5 gallons)&lt;br /&gt;3 pounds dried navy beans&lt;br /&gt;2 pounds of ham and a ham bone&lt;br /&gt;1 quart mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;5 onions, chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 stalks of celery, chopped&lt;br /&gt;four cloves garlic, chopped&lt;br /&gt;half a bunch of parsley, chopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean the beans, then cook them dry. Add ham, bone and water and bring to a boil. Add potatoes and mix thoroughly. Add chopped vegetables and bring to a boil. Simmer for one hour before serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOUPTALE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; In March 1998, Representative John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Spratt&lt;/span&gt;, Jr. walked down the marbled steps near the Senate restaurant, slipped on spilled bean soup, and ended up with two small fractures in his right arm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-700968193942639021?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/700968193942639021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/700968193942639021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/us-senate-bean-soup.html' title='US Senate Bean Soup'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4871856889988302850</id><published>2009-01-31T21:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:51:54.536-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><title type='text'>Deuteronomy 8:3</title><content type='html'>So He humbled you, allowed you to hunger, and fed you with manna which you did not know nor did your fathers know, that He might make you know that man shall not live by bread alone; but man lives by every word that proceeds from the mouth of the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4871856889988302850?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4871856889988302850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4871856889988302850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/deuteronomy-83.html' title='Deuteronomy 8:3'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-116717559450870854</id><published>2009-01-31T09:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:27:34.036-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Ovid Quote</title><content type='html'>Take rest; a field that has rested gives a beautiful crop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-116717559450870854?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/116717559450870854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/116717559450870854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/ovid-quote.html' title='Ovid Quote'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5276859220803301390</id><published>2009-01-29T18:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:27:27.718-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Banana Cake</title><content type='html'>1/2 cup butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups white sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup mashed ripe bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CenterColumnPlaceHolder_RecipeToolsControl_lnkAddToShoppingListIcon" style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Frosted-Banana-Bars/AddToShoppingList.ashx?rurl=http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Frosted-Banana-Bars/Detail.aspx&amp;amp;rid=25059&amp;amp;rserve=36" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 10x15 inch jellyroll pan.  In a large bowl, cream together the butter and sugar until smooth. Beat in the eggs, one at a time, then stir in the sour cream and vanilla. Combine the flour, baking soda and salt; stir into the batter. Mix in the mashed banana. Spread into the pan.  Bake for 20 to 25 minutes.  Cool completely, then top with cream cheese frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cream Cheese Frosting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - 3 oz packages cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons milk or cream&lt;br /&gt;5 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soften cheese.  Blend in milk.  Gradually stir in sugar.  Add vanilla.  Blend well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5276859220803301390?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5276859220803301390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5276859220803301390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/banana-cake.html' title='Banana Cake'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6835936578217771227</id><published>2009-01-27T17:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:36:13.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of the Doghouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_F2md4uGmMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_F2md4uGmMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/1442061302219575703-6835936578217771227?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6835936578217771227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6835936578217771227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/beware-of-doghouse.html' title='Beware of the Doghouse'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4552967505453820995</id><published>2009-01-25T08:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:03:07.989-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><title type='text'>Comfort for the Contrite</title><content type='html'>CONTRITE&lt;em&gt;-Literally, &lt;/em&gt;worn or bruised. Hence, brokenhearted for sin; deeply affected with grief and sorrow for having offended God; humble; penitent; as a &lt;em&gt;contrite&lt;/em&gt; sinner. &lt;em&gt;~Noah Webster 1828&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: "I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite. &lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 57:15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4552967505453820995?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4552967505453820995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4552967505453820995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/comfort-for-contrite.html' title='Comfort for the Contrite'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-6632491703600986890</id><published>2009-01-22T11:04:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:25:43.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Andrew Wyeth 1917-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SXipAsIeXFI/AAAAAAAAAqk/D1SbERxrODE/s1600-h/christinas_world_wyeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294167191285816402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SXipAsIeXFI/AAAAAAAAAqk/D1SbERxrODE/s400/christinas_world_wyeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; American painter Andrew Wyeth, son of artist N. C. Wyeth died January 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at the age of 91. Christina's World is one of his most famous paintings. He's known for painting people and the surrounding areas of his home in Pennsylvania. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The woman crawling through the tawny grass was the artist's neighbor in Maine, who, crippled by polio, "was limited physically but by no means spiritually." Wyeth further explained, "The challenge to me was to do justice to her extraordinary conquest of a life which most people would consider hopeless." He recorded the arid landscape, rural house, and shacks with great detail, painting minute blades of grass, individual strands of hair, and nuances of light and shadow. In this style of painting, known as magic realism, everyday scenes are imbued with poetic mystery. ~ The Museum of Modern Art&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294216472215893586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SXjV1N5zNlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/imlgXRH23G0/s400/9251025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Andrew Wyeth in his father's studio in Chadd's Ford, PA in 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-6632491703600986890?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6632491703600986890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/6632491703600986890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/andrew-wyeth-1917-2009.html' title='Andrew Wyeth 1917-2009'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SXipAsIeXFI/AAAAAAAAAqk/D1SbERxrODE/s72-c/christinas_world_wyeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-539246159711490624</id><published>2009-01-20T13:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:56:26.990-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>"little hammer"</title><content type='html'>On a summer day in 1392, a young boy hammered on the door of a small house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deventer&lt;/span&gt;, in the north European lowlands. Would he be accepted into the religious community that lived here? He felt a passion for God. He did not want to go back home to the sweaty work of an apprentice blacksmith at his father's forge. What would he do if these Christian brothers said no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he waited for someone to answer, he couldn't have known that more than his personal future hung in the balance. The old prior who opened the wooden door looked down at the boy-dark, healthy-looking, shy, wearing clogs and rough-spun clothes and listened incredulously to his stammered explanation. He can only be twelve or thirteen. Why would a young boy want to pursue the toughness of a religious life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, something in the boy's sincere and steady gaze, something in the intensity of his desire- &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I want&lt;/span&gt; to seek God" -&lt;/em&gt;was very convincing. The door swung wider to let him enter...and soon the hearts of these Augustinian brothers also opened to receive among them this unlikely boy, whose name would echo through history and around the globe...known to us today as Thomas a Kempis, author of &lt;em&gt;The Imitiation of Christ&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~from &lt;em&gt;Come, Lord Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let this be thy whole endeavor, this thy prayer, this thy desire,--that thou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mayest&lt;/span&gt; be stripped of all selfishness, and with entire simplicity follow Jesus only.&lt;/em&gt; ~Thomas a Kempis 1380-1471&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orig. Thomas Haemerkken "little hammer"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-539246159711490624?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/539246159711490624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/539246159711490624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-hammer.html' title='&quot;little hammer&quot;'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7005294691758325002</id><published>2009-01-19T14:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:11:41.282-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>The Happy Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SXTj3oZZMqI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ooP1CXANFjQ/s1600-h/gdcom_2033_0.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293106006943412898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SXTj3oZZMqI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ooP1CXANFjQ/s400/gdcom_2033_0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An online resource for anything German you might need. In the past we've only ordered online but recently stopped by their new retail store and visited with the ladies, sampled some German &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gulasch&lt;/span&gt; and learned from one of them how to make Bavarian noodles, her favorite meal growing up. We've experienced good service, quick delivery (nicely wrapped) and after meeting them we understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.germandeli.com/index.html"&gt;GermanDeli.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This old lady always does the happy dance when I get a box of goodies from German Deli."~Lynne, Az&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7005294691758325002?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7005294691758325002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7005294691758325002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-dance.html' title='The Happy Dance'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SXTj3oZZMqI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ooP1CXANFjQ/s72-c/gdcom_2033_0.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7868001991122241116</id><published>2009-01-14T21:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:34:05.154-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Helping Our Neighbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;~Little Things 1852&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around you, first in your own family, then among your friends and neighbors, and see whether there be not some one whose little burden you can lighten, whose little cares you may lessen, whose little pleasures you can promote, whose little wants and wishes you can gratify. Giving up cheerfully our own occupations to attend to others, is one of the little kindnesses and self-denials. Doing little things that nobody likes to do, but which must be done by some one, is another. It may seem to many, that if they avoid little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unkindnesses&lt;/span&gt;, they must necessarily be doing all that is right to their family and friends; but it is not enough to abstain from sharp words, sneering tones, petty contradiction, or daily little selfish cares; we must be active and earnest in kindness, not merely passive and inoffensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let everyone of us please our neighbor for his good. &lt;strong&gt;Rom.15:2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us consider one another. &lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 10:24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7868001991122241116?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7868001991122241116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7868001991122241116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/helping-our-neighbor.html' title='Helping Our Neighbor'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2988333951758667353</id><published>2009-01-14T07:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:36:20.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>I Can't Drive 55</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SW3tTOc_0oI/AAAAAAAAAqU/VfunfkPtVKA/s1600-h/ellis+-+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291146051783217794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SW3tTOc_0oI/AAAAAAAAAqU/VfunfkPtVKA/s320/ellis+-+car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SW1aikRJLbI/AAAAAAAAAqM/L1ENKdMQQoU/s1600-h/ellis+-+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband and second son have been working on a small project together for about a year now. They're completely restoring the car above. The engine has been completely overhauled, with help from my dad, but not in. Right now they're working on the interior, specifically reupholstering. Trying to make me nervous, they enjoy playing this clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.porsche.com/all/911gt3rs/flash/default.aspx?language=de&amp;amp;market=PD&amp;amp;pool=germany&amp;amp;browser=other&amp;amp;instance=443&amp;amp;variant=&amp;amp;section=&amp;amp;bandwidth=dsl&amp;amp;width=1005&amp;amp;height=415"&gt;Die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lehre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But do know it doesn't bother me. I've been riding with a certain driver for 23 years and I'm used to it! There is a reason the theme of our groom's cake was "I Can't Drive 55" by Sammy Hagar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your husband might enjoy the link a bit more than you.&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/1442061302219575703-2988333951758667353?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2988333951758667353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2988333951758667353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-drive-55.html' title='I Can&apos;t Drive 55'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SW3tTOc_0oI/AAAAAAAAAqU/VfunfkPtVKA/s72-c/ellis+-+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3885786225697537496</id><published>2009-01-13T20:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:42:37.202-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Confused about Contractions?</title><content type='html'>Today my 3 year old was asked a question and he answered," I am, I mean, I am't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I believe more of the blue book will be needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3885786225697537496?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3885786225697537496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3885786225697537496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/confused-about-contractions.html' title='Confused about Contractions?'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5828560323278807359</id><published>2009-01-13T11:28:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:41:11.319-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Confused about Commas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWzZnfubN_I/AAAAAAAAAqE/mO6cq7mjrIw/s1600-h/0470222689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290842934807836658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWzZnfubN_I/AAAAAAAAAqE/mO6cq7mjrIw/s320/0470222689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWzYaLWb7kI/AAAAAAAAAps/kqZMi51hoqQ/s1600-h/the-blue-book-of-grammar.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an easy book to use with lessons and quizzes by Jane Strauss. She also has a website where you can find English rules, grammar and punctuation videos and online quizzes. This book was recommended to a friend by Andrew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pudewa&lt;/span&gt;, author of Institute for Excellence in Writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grammarbook.com/"&gt;The Blue Book of Grammar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5828560323278807359?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5828560323278807359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5828560323278807359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/grammar.html' title='Confused about Commas?'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWzZnfubN_I/AAAAAAAAAqE/mO6cq7mjrIw/s72-c/0470222689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2869363367097182492</id><published>2009-01-11T08:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T08:11:54.142-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>A Delightful Road</title><content type='html'>~&lt;em&gt;Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delight in divine service is a token of acceptance.  Those who serve God with a sad countenance, because they do what is unpleasant to them, are not serving Him at all;  they bring the form of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homage&lt;/span&gt;, but the life is absent...obedience which is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;voluntary&lt;/span&gt; is disobedience, for the Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;looketh&lt;/span&gt; at the heart...Service coupled with cheerfulness is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heartservice&lt;/span&gt;, and therefore true...The man who is cheerful in his service of God, proves that obedience is his element; he can sing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Make me to walk in Thy commands, 't&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a delightful road"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let our gladness proclaim that we serve a good Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve the Lord with gladness. &lt;strong&gt;Psalm 100:2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2869363367097182492?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2869363367097182492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2869363367097182492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/delightful-road.html' title='A Delightful Road'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2507728493508667777</id><published>2009-01-10T08:15:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:05:40.394-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Christa-Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWi4_EyUd8I/AAAAAAAAApE/gzDSKge3_2I/s1600-h/Become_Affiliate.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289678180597583762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWi2R4KnT5I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Lxk50o3npe4/s320/modestycarnv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christa-Taylor is a website I visit frequently. Christa is a young girl in her 20s that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homeschooled&lt;/span&gt; and started her own company- modest clothing designed by Christa herself! I've been very pleased with the things I've ordered for my daughter. She also has a two blogs that are favorites of ours. Looking forward to her upcoming modesty carnival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christa-taylor.com/"&gt;Christa-Taylor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.christa-taylor.com/"&gt;Christa's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.empoweredtraditionalist.com/"&gt;Empowered Traditionalist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2507728493508667777?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2507728493508667777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2507728493508667777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/christa-taylor.html' title='Christa-Taylor'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWi2R4KnT5I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Lxk50o3npe4/s72-c/modestycarnv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-2109474907210363687</id><published>2009-01-07T07:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:46:40.090-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Age-Old Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;/em&gt;~for a brand new year~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 of the 70 resolutions by Jonathan Edwards printed in&lt;em&gt; Mrs. C. H. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by Charles Ray&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Being sensible that I am unable to do anything without God's help, I do humbly entreat him by his grace to enable me to keep these Resolutions, so far as they are agreeable to his will, for Christ's sake. Remember to read over these Resolutions once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, that I will do whatsoever I think to be most to God's glory, and my own good, profit and pleasure, in the whole of my duration, without any consideration of the time, whether now, or never so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;myriads&lt;/span&gt; of ages hence. Resolved to do whatever I think to be my duty and most for the good and advantage of mankind in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, never to lose one moment of time; but improve it the most profitable way I possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, to live with all my might, while I do live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, never to do anything, which I should be afraid to do, if it were the last hour of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, never to do anything out of revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, never to speak evil of anyone, so that it shall tend to his dishonor, more or less, upon no account except for some real good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, to study the Scriptures so steadily, constantly and frequently, as that I may find, and plainly perceive myself to grow in the knowledge of the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, never to count that a prayer, nor to let that pass as a prayer, nor that as a petition of a prayer, which is so made, that I cannot hope that God will answer it; nor that as a confession, which I cannot hope God will accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, to ask myself at the end of every day, week, month and year, wherein I could possibly in any respect have done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, never to give over, nor in the least to slacken my fight with my corruptions, however unsuccessful I may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, after afflictions, to inquire, what I am the better for them, what good I have got by them, and what I might have got by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolved, always to do that, which I shall wish I had done when I see others do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let there be something of benevolence, in all that I speak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-2109474907210363687?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2109474907210363687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/2109474907210363687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/age-old-wisdom.html' title='Age-Old Wisdom'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7147848804890496365</id><published>2009-01-05T16:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:00:27.623-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Beyond the Gates of Splendor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWKJowN6xnI/AAAAAAAAAoU/WOhOGfqqiy0/s1600-h/beyondgatesofsplendor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287940245717436018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWKJowN6xnI/AAAAAAAAAoU/WOhOGfqqiy0/s320/beyondgatesofsplendor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A very moving and well done documentary telling the story of the 5 Ecuador missionaries, Jim Elliot, Pete Fleming, Ed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McCully&lt;/span&gt;, Nate Saint and Roger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Younderian&lt;/span&gt;. They were speared to death by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Auca&lt;/span&gt; Indians, the very ones the missionaries had befriended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We acted badly, badly, until they brought us God's carvings (the Bible). Then, seeing His carvings and following His good trail, now we live happily and in peace."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; ~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mincaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287946633034183842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWKPci05tKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/G6xjtm52LR8/s320/SteveAndMincaye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steve Saint with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mincaye&lt;/span&gt;, one of the tribesman who killed his father. Steve lived in the tribe for several years and is especially close to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mincaye&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beyondthegatesthemovie.com/"&gt;Beyond the Gates of Splendor movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7147848804890496365?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7147848804890496365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7147848804890496365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/beyond-gates-of-splendor.html' title='Beyond the Gates of Splendor'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SWKJowN6xnI/AAAAAAAAAoU/WOhOGfqqiy0/s72-c/beyondgatesofsplendor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4749291599281815358</id><published>2009-01-05T08:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:32:38.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Fudgy Chocolate Chip Muffins</title><content type='html'>We started making these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muffins&lt;/span&gt; after we had one at a coffee shop, came home, searched for a recipe and found this one at &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;allrecipes&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;. In order for them to taste like the ones we had, we leave the cinnamon out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;br /&gt;1 cup applesauce&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup margarine, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon (optional)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup confectioners' sugar (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees F Line muffin cups with paper bake cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In large mixer bowl, beat butter, sugar, brown sugar, egg, and vanilla until well blended. Add applesauce, blend well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a separate bowl, stir together flour, cocoa, baking soda, and cinnamon, if desired. Add to butter mixture, blending well. Stir in chocolate chips. Fill muffin cups 3/4 full with batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350 degrees F for 22 to 26 minutes or until wooden pick inserted in center comes out almost clean. Cool slightly in pan on wire rack. Sprinkle muffin tops with confectioners' sugar, if desired. Serve warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4749291599281815358?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4749291599281815358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4749291599281815358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/fudgy-chocolate-chip-muffins.html' title='Fudgy Chocolate Chip Muffins'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-8982309546210098741</id><published>2009-01-02T09:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:46:53.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Continue in Prayer</title><content type='html'>~&lt;em&gt;Charles H. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to remark how large a portion of Sacred Writ is occupied with the subject of prayer, either in furnishing examples, enforcing precepts, or pronouncing promises.  A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prayerless&lt;/span&gt; soul is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christless&lt;/span&gt; soul.  Prayer is the lisping of the believing infant, the shout of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fighting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believer&lt;/span&gt;, the requiem of the dying saint falling asleep in Jesus.  It is the breath, the watchword, the comfort, the strength, the honour of a Christian.  If thou be a child of God, t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hou&lt;/span&gt; wilt seek thy Father's face, and live in thy Father's love.  Pray that this year thou mayst be holy, humble, zealous, and patient; have closer communion with Christ, and enter oftener into the banqueting-house of His love.  Pray that thou mayst be an example and a blessing unto others, and that thou mayst live more to the glory of thy Master.  The motto for this year must be, "Continue in prayer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue earnestly in prayer, being vigilant in it with thanksgiving; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 4:2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-8982309546210098741?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8982309546210098741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/8982309546210098741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/continue-in-prayer.html' title='Continue in Prayer'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4335119500479027692</id><published>2008-12-30T21:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:35:06.119-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Modern Living</title><content type='html'>In the dear dead days of recipe books,&lt;br /&gt;Papa came home and asked "What cooks?"&lt;br /&gt;Now, when hunger pangs are gnawing&lt;br /&gt;He walks in and says "What's thawing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~taken from our grandmother's book: &lt;em&gt;Don McNeil's Breakfast Club Memory Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mind you...that was 1952!  What would the poet think of us today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/em&gt; was a morning program that ran on ABC radio from 1933-1968 which makes Don McNeil the longest talk show host ever, beating Johnny Carson and Bob Barker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4335119500479027692?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4335119500479027692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4335119500479027692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/modern-living.html' title='Modern Living'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1316730233936383110</id><published>2008-12-30T07:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:00:00.929-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Mary Poppins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SVopUPDHZfI/AAAAAAAAAoM/BOJg2dRd5uY/s1600-h/marypoppins.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285582540286420466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SVopUPDHZfI/AAAAAAAAAoM/BOJg2dRd5uY/s320/marypoppins.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"In every job to be done, there is an element of fun. Find the fun, and - snap - the job's a game!"~&lt;em&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/em&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/1442061302219575703-1316730233936383110?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1316730233936383110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1316730233936383110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/mary-poppins.html' title='Mary Poppins'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SVopUPDHZfI/AAAAAAAAAoM/BOJg2dRd5uY/s72-c/marypoppins.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1542391810843549193</id><published>2008-12-29T07:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:49:08.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Small Things in Life</title><content type='html'>What God may hereafter require of you, you must not give yourself the least trouble about. Everything He gives you to do, you must do as well as ever you can, and that is the best possible preparation for what He may want you to do next. If people would but do what they have to do, they would always find themselves ready for what came next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;George MacDonald (1824-1905)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1542391810843549193?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1542391810843549193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1542391810843549193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/small-things-in-life.html' title='Small Things in Life'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3126912420890693318</id><published>2008-12-28T13:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T14:29:47.952-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Is Christianity Good For the World?</title><content type='html'>A debate between atheist Christopher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hitchens&lt;/span&gt; and theologian Douglas Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbn.com/cbnnews/507477.aspx"&gt;Is Christianity Good For the World?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer for upcoming documentary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkGPceR-pIs"&gt;Collision: Christopher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hitchens&lt;/span&gt; vs. Douglas Wilson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3126912420890693318?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3126912420890693318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3126912420890693318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-christianity-good-for-world.html' title='Is Christianity Good For the World?'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-7805526142556440611</id><published>2008-12-23T08:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:58:08.921-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Obedience to the Point of Death</title><content type='html'>Follow Christ's Example ~&lt;em&gt;Lori &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sealy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Have this attitude in yourselves which is in Christ Jesus,who, though God, emptied Himself, became a servant became a man.He humbled Himself in obedience, obedience to the point of death.Willingly dying on the cross. Redeeming what was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not live selfishly but clothe ourselves in humility.Serving God &amp;amp; others first, follow Christ’s example.Children make my joy complete by living in unity.Of the same mind bound by love, follow Christ’s example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh beloved do obey our Father’s righteous way.The Holy Spirit enables you to follow Christ’s example.Do not grumble or complain. Live as children without blame.Holding forth the Word of Truth, follow Christ’s example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;em&gt;Remember Your Creator&lt;/em&gt; CD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lorisealy.com/disc.html"&gt;Follow Christ's Example - Lori Sealy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 2:1-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Therefore if there is any consolation in Christ, if any comfort of love, if any fellowship of the Spirit, if any affection and mercy, fulfill my joy by being like-minded, having the same love, being of one accord, of one mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let nothing be done through selfish ambition or conceit, but in lowliness of mind let each esteem others better than himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let each of you look out not only for his own interests, but also for the interests of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus, who, being in the form of God, did not consider it robbery to be equal with God, but made Himself of no reputation, taking the form of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bondservant&lt;/span&gt;, and coming in the likeness of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being found in appearance as a man, He humbled Himself and became obedient to the point of death, even the death of the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore God also has highly exalted Him and given Him the name which is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those in heaven, and of those on earth, and of those under the earth, and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-7805526142556440611?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7805526142556440611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/7805526142556440611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/obedience-to-point-of-death.html' title='Obedience to the Point of Death'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1718327264868498890</id><published>2008-12-19T15:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:41:29.428-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Loving Our Neighbor on Our Knees</title><content type='html'>More things are wrought by prayer&lt;br /&gt;Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice&lt;br /&gt;Rise like a fountain for me night and day.&lt;br /&gt;For what are men better than sheep or goats&lt;br /&gt;That nourish a blind life within the brain,&lt;br /&gt;If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer&lt;br /&gt;Both for themselves and those who call them friend?&lt;br /&gt;For so the whole round earth is every way&lt;br /&gt;Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Alfred Tennyson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intercessory prayer might be defined as loving our neighbor on our knees.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;Charles H. Brent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, as for me, God forbid that I should sin against the Lord, in ceasing to pray for you.  &lt;strong&gt;~I Samuel  12:23 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1718327264868498890?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1718327264868498890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1718327264868498890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/loving-our-neighbor-on-our-knees.html' title='Loving Our Neighbor on Our Knees'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-5210999695874451030</id><published>2008-12-17T09:38:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:09:03.494-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Cake Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SUkiGlhbDoI/AAAAAAAAAn8/pD3QPtEX-20/s1600-h/cake-bsides.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great version of a song that brings back memories and bucket loads of laughter from an old pastime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cakemusic.com/songs/rarities/03MahnaFADE.mp3"&gt;CAKE music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-5210999695874451030?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5210999695874451030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/5210999695874451030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/cake-music.html' title='Cake Music'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1936579021048078238</id><published>2008-12-16T12:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:58:51.717-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Hungarian Paprika Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SUf1OaivmhI/AAAAAAAAAn0/HUCeIGe0ZiQ/s1600-h/hungarian_paprika_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280458716107217426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SUf1OaivmhI/AAAAAAAAAn0/HUCeIGe0ZiQ/s320/hungarian_paprika_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ingredients :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 chicken thighs, with skins and bones, about 2 1/4 pounds&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon of olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of onions, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon of salt&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of Hungarian paprika, in the big red can!&lt;br /&gt;1 14 ounce can of whole tomatoes, drained&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of chicken broth or water&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons of all-purpose flour, stirred together with 1 tablespoon of water&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of sour cream, plus additional for serving&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of parsley, chopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;Pat chicken dry. Remove skin and reserve. Heat oil in a 5-quart heavy pot over moderate heat until hot, then cook skin until it renders about 1/4 cup fat. Discard skin with a slotted spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook onion with salt in fat in pot over moderately high heat, covered, stirring occasionally and reducing heat if necessary, until onion is very tender but not browned, about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add paprika and cook, stirring, 1 minute. Stir in tomatoes and broth, stirring vigorously to break up tomatoes. Add chicken and simmer, covered, stirring occasionally, 10 minutes. Simmer, uncovered, until chicken is just cooked through, 5 to 10 minutes longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir flour mixture and stir into sauce. Simmer, stirring, until sauce is slightly thickened, about 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove from heat, then season with salt and stir in 2 tablespoons sour cream. Serve, sprinkled with parsley, over noodles or rice, with additional sour cream on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I doubled&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;this recipe using 8 thighs and 8 legs and served it over Amish noodles. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this at &lt;a href="http://www.joythebaker.com/blog/archives/183"&gt;Joy the Baker&lt;/a&gt;. She has pictures posted which show the dish and believe me it's as good as it looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking with paprika:&lt;br /&gt;To release the full flavor and aroma of the paprika you have to add it to hot lard or oil, but pay attention because it can easily get burnt because of its sugar content. Burnt paprika tastes bitter and can ruin the whole dish. To be on the safe side turn the heat under the pan to the lowest level or remove the pan from the heat while you add the paprika to the hot oil and stir the mixture continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1936579021048078238?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1936579021048078238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1936579021048078238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/hungarian-paprika-chicken.html' title='Hungarian Paprika Chicken'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SUf1OaivmhI/AAAAAAAAAn0/HUCeIGe0ZiQ/s72-c/hungarian_paprika_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-114210872248930949</id><published>2008-12-15T15:50:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:04:46.234-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Happy Crocheting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SUbh-4AVRgI/AAAAAAAAAns/Gmr4pnr_RtY/s1600-h/0811840794_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SUbh-4AVRgI/AAAAAAAAAns/Gmr4pnr_RtY/s320/0811840794_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280156083440403970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cozy Crochet ~ 26 projects from fashion to home decor - by Melissa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leapman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think crocheting is fun and for me, it's a lot easier than knitting.  My grandmother crocheted and I learned from her.  The first thing she taught me to do was a granny square, after making several we put them altogether to make an afghan.  The main reason I bought this book is because it has directions for the old edgings you usually see on hand towels.  Grandma showed me how to crochet the old-fashioned doilies but I never learned how to do edgings.  Plus, it has a simple getting started section and 25 other projects, easy up to expert level. The girl's summertime hat made with raffia is one of my favorites.   &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/1442061302219575703-114210872248930949?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/114210872248930949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/114210872248930949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-crocheting.html' title='Happy Crocheting!'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/SUbh-4AVRgI/AAAAAAAAAns/Gmr4pnr_RtY/s72-c/0811840794_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-3177471307614966880</id><published>2008-12-15T09:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:32:05.814-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Jerome Quote</title><content type='html'>Ignorance of Scripture is ignorance of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt; Jerome (c. 347 – September 30, 420) was a monk and Bible scholar of the 5th century, a contemporary of Augustine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-3177471307614966880?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3177471307614966880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/3177471307614966880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/jerome-quote.html' title='Jerome Quote'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-673846984176242864</id><published>2008-12-14T07:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:21:26.421-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><title type='text'>Psalm 84</title><content type='html'>How lovely is Your tabernacle, O LORD of hosts!&lt;br /&gt;My soul longs, yes, even faints for the courts of the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young—even Your altars, O LORD of hosts, my King and my God. Blessed are those who dwell in Your house; They will still be praising You. Selah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man whose strength is in You,whose heart is set on pilgrimage. As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a spring; The rain also covers it with pools. They go from strength to strength; Each one appears before God in Zion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah  O God, behold our shield, and look upon the face of Your anointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God  than dwell in the tents of wickedness. For the LORD God is a sun and shield; The LORD will give grace and glory; No good thing will He withhold from those who walk uprightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-673846984176242864?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/673846984176242864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/673846984176242864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/psalm-84.html' title='Psalm 84'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-4643008283900956255</id><published>2008-12-12T07:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:54:09.866-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>With All Your Mind</title><content type='html'>~&lt;em&gt;Elisabeth Elliot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Boswell, biographer, tells how when Samuel Johnson was still a child in petticoats, his mother put a prayer book into his hands, pointed out the collect for the day, and said, "Sam, you must get this by heart." She went upstairs, leaving him to study it. By the time she had reached the second floor, she heard him following her. "What's the matter?" she said. "I can say it," he replied, and repeated it distinctly, though he could not have read it more than twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was he a genius at that age? Perhaps. But I think it more likely that his intellectual powers owed much to his parents' expectations and patient instruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect little and you'll surely get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken from~Keep A Quiet Heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-4643008283900956255?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4643008283900956255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/4643008283900956255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/with-all-your-mind.html' title='With All Your Mind'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442061302219575703.post-1506018684251564648</id><published>2008-12-09T20:26:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:59:58.356-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Spelling City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/ST8rrylsgcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/wMxnUIgVQnw/s1600-h/spellingcitylogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277985319615758786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/ST8rrylsgcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/wMxnUIgVQnw/s320/spellingcitylogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Educational and fun together is my kind of website for kids. Spelling City is a great spot for all ages. You can either pick words from their list or type in your own, be taught, tested, or play a game. Whether you choose a crossword, word search, or another game it automatically uses your chosen words. This month's list to pick from has words of Latin origin, compound words, Lion, Witch &amp;amp; Wardrobe and more plus a nifty handwriting sheet to print out. It' s exciting to run across something on the web when you're not actually looking for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;Ree&lt;/a&gt; for the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated my sidebar with a few of our favorite sites for kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442061302219575703-1506018684251564648?l=sospokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1506018684251564648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1442061302219575703/posts/default/1506018684251564648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sospokei.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-fun-to-run-across-something-on-web.html' title='Spelling City'/><author><name>Linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5EXXTbnLrg/ST8rrylsgcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/wMxnUIgVQnw/s72-c/spellingcitylogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
