<?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-3607927560808185849</id><updated>2012-02-04T13:04:47.357-08:00</updated><category term='First day'/><title type='text'>CAUFIELD CLAN</title><subtitle type='html'>The daily happenings of the world's only cool Caufields!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>663</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2940323965115217634</id><published>2012-02-04T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T13:04:47.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOp5nIhXsU0/Ty2daNogpYI/AAAAAAAAcsM/UQkc-yRKxEE/s1600/gotfaith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705389376610018690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOp5nIhXsU0/Ty2daNogpYI/AAAAAAAAcsM/UQkc-yRKxEE/s400/gotfaith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: God can I ask you a question?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: Sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Promise you won't get mad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: I promise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: What do you mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Well, I woke up late,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: My car took forever to start,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: Okay~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong &amp;amp; I had to wait,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God:Hmmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: All right~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: And to top it all off, when I got home ~I just wanted to soak my feet in my new foot massager &amp;amp; relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: Let me see, the Death Angel was at your bed this morning and I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OH (humbled)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (ashamed).........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick &amp;amp; I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to miss work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ok (embarrassed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so you would be covered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I see God (softly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight and I didn't think you wanted to be in the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I'm sorry God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: Don't be sorry, just learn to trust me.....in all things , the good &amp;amp; the bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I will trust you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: And don't doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I love looking after my children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2940323965115217634?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2940323965115217634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2940323965115217634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2940323965115217634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2940323965115217634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/02/conversation-with-god.html' title='Conversation with God'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOp5nIhXsU0/Ty2daNogpYI/AAAAAAAAcsM/UQkc-yRKxEE/s72-c/gotfaith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3868960598791982185</id><published>2012-01-30T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:41:59.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really LOVE the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxTRoi3k1Pk/TybjXOfUsjI/AAAAAAAAcqM/k1Vci1NhbbI/s1600/DSCN4474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703495966277284402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxTRoi3k1Pk/TybjXOfUsjI/AAAAAAAAcqM/k1Vci1NhbbI/s400/DSCN4474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macen and I took another walk on Yorktown beach...It was very cold, but very beautiful. We walked the opposite way then yesterday. It was so fun. I cherish days like today. We talked about the tide. We searched for shells. We through rocks. We played. Macen told me his plans for the future. I can't lie, I am excited for him to go to school tomorrow, but I love day like this...just me and my son...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3868960598791982185?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3868960598791982185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3868960598791982185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3868960598791982185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3868960598791982185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-really-love-beach.html' title='I really LOVE the Beach'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxTRoi3k1Pk/TybjXOfUsjI/AAAAAAAAcqM/k1Vci1NhbbI/s72-c/DSCN4474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8703908764633342734</id><published>2012-01-29T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T08:05:09.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I Need to Know, I Learned from the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1p2kQmO_LHU/TyVrXeudFGI/AAAAAAAAcp0/S9sjrXaWf5Y/s1600/beahes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703082554263671906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1p2kQmO_LHU/TyVrXeudFGI/AAAAAAAAcp0/S9sjrXaWf5Y/s400/beahes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Life changes with every tide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Keep your eye on the horizon..there is always something beautiful to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Life has days of rain, but it doesn't last. While it's raining it's replenishing Nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Enjoy the Sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. You need to relax, put your a$$ in the sand, and your feet in the water. Life can stop for a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Life is like a day at the beach. You come to the beach full of excitement and looking for adventure. You leave a little overworked, a little worn out, and look forward to going home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. There IS a God. You can't spend anytime at the beach without noticing His handy work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Life goes on. The horizon last forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Trouble is like the sand in an oyster. It may irritate, it may hurt, but in time you become a Pearle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. A bad day at the beach is always better than a good day at work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8703908764633342734?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8703908764633342734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8703908764633342734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8703908764633342734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8703908764633342734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/everything-i-need-to-know-i-learned.html' title='Everything I Need to Know, I Learned from the Beach'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1p2kQmO_LHU/TyVrXeudFGI/AAAAAAAAcp0/S9sjrXaWf5Y/s72-c/beahes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8391008452585299960</id><published>2012-01-28T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:04:49.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly(ish) Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2jqfY_6HDOE/TyQKm_fxC-I/AAAAAAAAcpM/ZZ6jE4Vnk6g/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702694693153868770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2jqfY_6HDOE/TyQKm_fxC-I/AAAAAAAAcpM/ZZ6jE4Vnk6g/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PoTvompmcsk/TyQKmux1jkI/AAAAAAAAco8/PTM5O5wEQuw/s1600/Christmas%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702694688666259010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PoTvompmcsk/TyQKmux1jkI/AAAAAAAAco8/PTM5O5wEQuw/s400/Christmas%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aO8yjKUDvYA/TyQKmUnImmI/AAAAAAAAco0/tosaq_T9hiQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702694681642048098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aO8yjKUDvYA/TyQKmUnImmI/AAAAAAAAco0/tosaq_T9hiQ/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepovers, Birthday Parties, Anniversary, Doctor's appointments...what a crazy few weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macen went to a birthday party last Saturday. Maria is a girl in his class who is also a neighbor. He calls her his girlfriend..but not THAT kind of girlfriend. She is a girl who is a friend. (He reminds me of this every day!) After the party, she and her sister came to our house to play. If I could have recorded them I would have won $10, 000 on America's Funniest Video's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant celebrated 20 years in the Navy this week. I am so stinkin' proud of him! He's ready to retire, but I think he'll miss the daily Navy life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macen had his second sleep over. It's nice to see him making friends. I was so tired the next day that I swore the next time, Grant gets to be in charge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Macen's doctor's appointment to get his medication. If you haven't already checked out his blog you should. The doctor wants him to keep a journal of his experiences. Macen is pretty funny. He didn't want to go on any medication. When I asked him why he said "Because now I can't tell the teacher my Asperger's is acting up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant is still underway. He's probably not going to make it home for his Birthday. (We just realized he has missed celebrating his birthday with us for most of out married life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm doing well. I miss Grant, but Macen keeps me busy. This winter in Virgina has been snow free so I'm happy about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's about it. We love you all!! Drop me a line to let me know how you're doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/3607927560808185849-8391008452585299960?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8391008452585299960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8391008452585299960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8391008452585299960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8391008452585299960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/weeklyish-update.html' title='Weekly(ish) Update'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2jqfY_6HDOE/TyQKm_fxC-I/AAAAAAAAcpM/ZZ6jE4Vnk6g/s72-c/Christmas%2B2011%2B049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1157118989304484711</id><published>2012-01-26T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:06:45.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04zeWNstu_M/TyIiG61BVoI/AAAAAAAAcng/AIJD6mbrAR8/s1600/sailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702157580470670978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04zeWNstu_M/TyIiG61BVoI/AAAAAAAAcng/AIJD6mbrAR8/s400/sailor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_eSVa1xeBFw/TyIiGwfNMfI/AAAAAAAAcnY/5WExvVp48zU/s1600/hotness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702157577694818802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_eSVa1xeBFw/TyIiGwfNMfI/AAAAAAAAcnY/5WExvVp48zU/s400/hotness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2l3PqGihVI/TyIiF3NY-UI/AAAAAAAAcnM/XDCjCyk6NVo/s1600/Finally%2Bdinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702157562319272258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2l3PqGihVI/TyIiF3NY-UI/AAAAAAAAcnM/XDCjCyk6NVo/s400/Finally%2Bdinner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1yrJJqaVgE/TyIiFrQT4BI/AAAAAAAAcnA/D7k3VhAwWKw/s1600/1993.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702157559110295570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1yrJJqaVgE/TyIiFrQT4BI/AAAAAAAAcnA/D7k3VhAwWKw/s400/1993.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 years ago today my very amazing husband joined the Navy! I can not tell you how proud I am of him. He does incredible work. He is the greatest thing that ever happened to the Navy! It takes dedication to stay in the military for 20 years. He balances his career and his family with perfection (it probably helps that I am an amazing Navy wife...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant, I love you so much! Thank you for being so wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1157118989304484711?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1157118989304484711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1157118989304484711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1157118989304484711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1157118989304484711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/20-years.html' title='20 Years!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04zeWNstu_M/TyIiG61BVoI/AAAAAAAAcng/AIJD6mbrAR8/s72-c/sailor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2272857519110242304</id><published>2012-01-23T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:33:15.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Will!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rscmsqcUQIg/Tx3Df0KElLI/AAAAAAAAclE/Gd40U1xkSCw/s1600/happy%2Bbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700927654665163954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rscmsqcUQIg/Tx3Df0KElLI/AAAAAAAAclE/Gd40U1xkSCw/s400/happy%2Bbirthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai6gFwOCYMA/Tx3Dfyy6MbI/AAAAAAAAck4/eNPKC8ViPug/s1600/will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700927654299578802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai6gFwOCYMA/Tx3Dfyy6MbI/AAAAAAAAck4/eNPKC8ViPug/s400/will.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh William..my favorite nephew from Rice family! How I love you! I know you hate hearing this, but it feels like yesterday when I was changing your diaper! How cute you were as a baby..and you've gotten so handsome. I am very proud of you! Have a very Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3607927560808185849-2272857519110242304?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2272857519110242304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2272857519110242304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2272857519110242304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2272857519110242304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-will.html' title='Happy Birthday Will!!!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rscmsqcUQIg/Tx3Df0KElLI/AAAAAAAAclE/Gd40U1xkSCw/s72-c/happy%2Bbirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5943349265780853418</id><published>2012-01-22T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T07:10:42.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRI9jZBZYQc/TxwfJTwG9PI/AAAAAAAAckE/COkTFngRuz4/s1600/jesus_holding_a_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700465473125545202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRI9jZBZYQc/TxwfJTwG9PI/AAAAAAAAckE/COkTFngRuz4/s400/jesus_holding_a_baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTi5bHimWFo/TxwfJFemRbI/AAAAAAAAcj8/SUHqZBkFxoc/s1600/Katie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700465469294003634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTi5bHimWFo/TxwfJFemRbI/AAAAAAAAcj8/SUHqZBkFxoc/s400/Katie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie Mechelle Caufield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9/29/2004-1/22/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The White Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the earth's mothers were gathered together at God's garden of flowers; Those beautiful budding spirits, who would someday come to earth, were nurtures and tended in the garden. A loving Father, spoke to the Mothers; "See the works of my hands, someday you will be the mothers to these radiant spirits." The garden glowed with the mixture of all kinds and colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Choose ye," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, in the east corner of the garden pure white roses stood as sentinels. They were not as colorful as the rest, but glowed with a kind of purity which set them apart. One by one mothers stepped forward. "I want the blue eyed curly haired one, who will grow to maturity and be a mother in Zion" Yet another chose a brown eyed, brown haired boy, full of life and love who would someday be a prince in a grand country. The garden buzzed with excitement as the others chose their own special spirits, those whom they would soon welcome into warmth and love of an earthly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once again the loving Father spoke, "But who will take the white roses, the ones in the east corner of the garden? These will return to me in purity and goodness, they will not stay long in your home, for I must bring them back to my garden for they belong with me, but they will gain bodies as was planned, you will miss them and long for them, but I will personally care for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"No, not I," many said, in unison. "I couldn't bear to give one back so soon." "Nor I," said others. "We will take those who will remain and grow to maturity and live long lives." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The loving Father looked out across the multitude of mothers with a longing in his eyes for someone to step forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then he said; "See the most pure and perfect of all the white ones? I Chose Him. He will go down and be a sacrifice for all mankind. He will be scorned, mocked, and crucified. He is mine own. Will not anyone choose like unto him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few mothers stepped forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Yes Lord, I will." Then another. "I as well," Yes we will Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon all the pure white roses were taken, and they rejoiced in the choices of the mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Father spoke again, "Oh, blessed are you who chose the white roses, for your pain will be a heavy cross to bear, but our joy will be exceeding, beyond anything you can understand at this time."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The white ones embraced their mothers, and so full was their purity and love that it filled their souls with such endearment. Each mother knew they could endure the tasks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the greatest of all the white ones, gathered them as a hen gathers her chicks, and the outpouring of love surrounded each mother and child, consuming all the white ones as He prepared them for their task. And each mother who bore the weight of the White Rose, would feel the overwhelming love of God, as they all shouted, "Thy will be done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5943349265780853418?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5943349265780853418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5943349265780853418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5943349265780853418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5943349265780853418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-sweet-princess.html' title='My Sweet Princess'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRI9jZBZYQc/TxwfJTwG9PI/AAAAAAAAckE/COkTFngRuz4/s72-c/jesus_holding_a_baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6748567825175166454</id><published>2012-01-20T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T18:47:06.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Rachael and Vincent!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRO3bseMM_8/Txol2b3psmI/AAAAAAAAcjA/Y8RmXa0XT_E/s1600/Racheal%2Band%2BVincent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699909895515124322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRO3bseMM_8/Txol2b3psmI/AAAAAAAAcjA/Y8RmXa0XT_E/s400/Racheal%2Band%2BVincent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Family is adding one more to the loony bin! My BEAUTIFUL, TALENTED, BRILLIANT niece got engaged last night!!! I am so happy for her! I am excited to meet her love very soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Just a little trivia for you all...both she AND her sister changed their last initial form a "W" to a "D")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael, I can't say it enough, we here in the Caufield home love you very very much. You deserve all the happiness in the world!! Congratulations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6748567825175166454?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6748567825175166454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6748567825175166454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6748567825175166454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6748567825175166454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/congratulations-rachael-and-vincent.html' title='Congratulations Rachael and Vincent!!!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRO3bseMM_8/Txol2b3psmI/AAAAAAAAcjA/Y8RmXa0XT_E/s72-c/Racheal%2Band%2BVincent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3722929123381169366</id><published>2012-01-19T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:59:04.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tracy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clVdbnTQf8M/Txh1UfrTKNI/AAAAAAAAcic/ihI3Hwqvmes/s1600/tracy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699434323398306002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clVdbnTQf8M/Txh1UfrTKNI/AAAAAAAAcic/ihI3Hwqvmes/s400/tracy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HaPpY BiRtHdAy to one of my FAVORITE sisters! I hope your day is awesome! You totally ROCK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Tracy is so great. I just love her to bits! She is kind, and loving. She is so smart. She gives freely. She is great with animals. She's a great mom and a fantastic sister. She makes me laugh alll the time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, sis..I hope this year brings you everything you wish for...I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3722929123381169366?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3722929123381169366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3722929123381169366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3722929123381169366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3722929123381169366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-tracy.html' title='Happy Birthday Tracy!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clVdbnTQf8M/Txh1UfrTKNI/AAAAAAAAcic/ihI3Hwqvmes/s72-c/tracy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2644375990276655666</id><published>2012-01-15T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:21:16.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Boner (aka Jeremy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fcpB_1aPm8/TxNsxysr66I/AAAAAAAAcf8/FZhSSxvkQKY/s1600/1991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698017556232399778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fcpB_1aPm8/TxNsxysr66I/AAAAAAAAcf8/FZhSSxvkQKY/s400/1991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HaPpY BiRtHdAy to my unofficial Brother-in-law! (Grant's brother from another mother) We love you very much!!!! I hope that in the near future I get to hear another story that starts with 'One night Jer and I were so drunk...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2644375990276655666?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2644375990276655666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2644375990276655666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2644375990276655666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2644375990276655666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-boner-aka-jeremy.html' title='Happy Birthday Boner (aka Jeremy)'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fcpB_1aPm8/TxNsxysr66I/AAAAAAAAcf8/FZhSSxvkQKY/s72-c/1991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4308418376436191305</id><published>2012-01-13T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:01:10.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthday Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmFcULpdonI/TxC2dq9QRsI/AAAAAAAAcfM/o6bNKyPLz8E/s1600/matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697254149487347394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmFcULpdonI/TxC2dq9QRsI/AAAAAAAAcfM/o6bNKyPLz8E/s400/matt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have 3 nephews, and I love each and every one of them..But since it's Matt's birthday, I'll tell you why I love him...&lt;br /&gt;He's freaking AWESOME! He is trying to find his way and he makes me laugh. He's smart, cute and very very funny. He swears like a sailor (which you all know I have a thing for sailors) I am not saying that swearing is good, but Matt does it like a poet...&lt;br /&gt;Matt, Happy Happy Birthday! I love you very very much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4308418376436191305?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4308418376436191305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4308418376436191305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4308418376436191305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4308418376436191305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-happy-birthday-matt.html' title='Happy Happy Birthday Matt'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmFcULpdonI/TxC2dq9QRsI/AAAAAAAAcfM/o6bNKyPLz8E/s72-c/matt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5888262956538463077</id><published>2012-01-11T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T12:32:27.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Geran (aka Elder Elkins)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYWVrqYhD4I/Tw3w7TyC98I/AAAAAAAAceA/iM_E3x0H558/s1600/geran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696474005406676930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYWVrqYhD4I/Tw3w7TyC98I/AAAAAAAAceA/iM_E3x0H558/s400/geran.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AGCuHBDZiw/Tw3w7NhK2hI/AAAAAAAAcd0/NMAWZovF9tQ/s1600/geran%2Band%2BMacen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696474003725277714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AGCuHBDZiw/Tw3w7NhK2hI/AAAAAAAAcd0/NMAWZovF9tQ/s400/geran%2Band%2BMacen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have three kinds of family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those we are born to,&lt;br /&gt;those who are born to us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and those we let into out hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is my BFF's sons birthday..or as we like to call him "Macen's bruver from another Muver"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are so proud of you Elder Geran! We love you and wish nothing but the best for you! We look forward to the day when we can all be together again!!! HaPpY HaPpY BiRtHdAy!&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/3607927560808185849-5888262956538463077?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5888262956538463077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5888262956538463077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5888262956538463077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5888262956538463077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-geran-aka-elder-elkins.html' title='Happy Birthday Geran (aka Elder Elkins)'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYWVrqYhD4I/Tw3w7TyC98I/AAAAAAAAceA/iM_E3x0H558/s72-c/geran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3250670910505589934</id><published>2012-01-09T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:34:56.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Js8Tp3C5aY8/TwuVU56-aLI/AAAAAAAAcdQ/Vnuc89LEMC0/s1600/Madison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695810340118227122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Js8Tp3C5aY8/TwuVU56-aLI/AAAAAAAAcdQ/Vnuc89LEMC0/s400/Madison.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh Rice family..so many birthdays! I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to BEAUTIFUL Madison. You are amazing! I can't believe how much you've grown. We here in the Caufield home love you very very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3250670910505589934?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3250670910505589934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3250670910505589934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3250670910505589934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3250670910505589934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Js8Tp3C5aY8/TwuVU56-aLI/AAAAAAAAcdQ/Vnuc89LEMC0/s72-c/Madison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4386671383182462337</id><published>2012-01-09T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:09:37.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9szAFPmq64/Twty1CDlxGI/AAAAAAAAcdE/PN59GVPFpmY/s1600/scoobs%2Bfirst%2Bbeach%2Btrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695772409150686306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9szAFPmq64/Twty1CDlxGI/AAAAAAAAcdE/PN59GVPFpmY/s400/scoobs%2Bfirst%2Bbeach%2Btrip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is back to normal.. We enjoyed vacation but had to get back to the real world. Grant is back at the Cole.The new CO took command last week, and Grant likes him. He's getting ready to head out for a few weeks. He keeps talking about retiring, but that won't be for a bit. We spent the first part of last week trying to get our ID cards updated..The Navy computers kept going down so we got to see what the Coast Guard station in Yorktown looked like. Pretty cute base..I decide that living right on the water isn't the greatest in the winter because the breeze chilled me to the bone. We had a few issues with Grant's paperwork, but finally we got updated, so I can still call myself a Navy wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macen is back to school and ready for another vacation. He says he wants school one week and vacation for two.. He is doing much better though. He is loving science. He's learning about energy and has been educating us on how we need to conserve more. He's not liking the cold weather and talks about missing St. George every time the wind blows here in Virginia. He is looking forward to spring so he can get back to the beach. (What can I say, he takes after his momma) It's hard for me to believe he's going to be 10! My baby isn't a baby anymore! We were looking through old pictures and found the one where we took him to the beach for the very first time...(I had to post it so you can see it too) It's amazing to me how time has flown by. He's so big now, but still needs me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still bored out of my mind. I have made some pretty good friends, but, like Macen, I don't do cold weather either, and miss my St. George. I'll get back there some day, even if it is just for a LONG vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's about it. Have a good week. I'll update again soon! Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4386671383182462337?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4386671383182462337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4386671383182462337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4386671383182462337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4386671383182462337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekly-update.html' title='Weekly Update'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9szAFPmq64/Twty1CDlxGI/AAAAAAAAcdE/PN59GVPFpmY/s72-c/scoobs%2Bfirst%2Bbeach%2Btrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2406543384682251549</id><published>2012-01-05T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:00:06.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZVKJYFp-T4/TwYdVfD7w_I/AAAAAAAAcb8/YBQDNR-8Xvo/s1600/Picture%2B049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694271033809028082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZVKJYFp-T4/TwYdVfD7w_I/AAAAAAAAcb8/YBQDNR-8Xvo/s400/Picture%2B049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While we teach our children all about life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our children teach us what life's all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2406543384682251549?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2406543384682251549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2406543384682251549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2406543384682251549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2406543384682251549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-children.html' title='Our Children'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZVKJYFp-T4/TwYdVfD7w_I/AAAAAAAAcb8/YBQDNR-8Xvo/s72-c/Picture%2B049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1172551189011087177</id><published>2012-01-02T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:17:13.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cua3dItaZXI/TwICqx6YWZI/AAAAAAAAcaY/X4dBgIlhFIY/s1600/peace-sign.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693115812925692306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cua3dItaZXI/TwICqx6YWZI/AAAAAAAAcaY/X4dBgIlhFIY/s400/peace-sign.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a vacation we've had! Grant has been home more this past week than he has been all year! It's been awesome! Macen has stayed up late, slept in, played hard, and made new friends. I have enjoyed every second! This year we are looking at Grant's retirement, starting a new job, buying our first home, and re-learning how to be a "normal" family. I am looking to go back to school, getting a job, and re-learning how to have my husband home more. Macen is starting a new medication, joining the Scouting program, doing better in school, and coming to terms with having aspergers. It's going to be exciting for sure. I look forward to sharing our adventures with you on my little blog(s) Let me know how you are all doing..leave me comment, email me, facebook me..heck, you can even call me! Have a great New Year all of you and know that you are in my thoughts and prayers. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1172551189011087177?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1172551189011087177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1172551189011087177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1172551189011087177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1172551189011087177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-it-begins.html' title='And it begins'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cua3dItaZXI/TwICqx6YWZI/AAAAAAAAcaY/X4dBgIlhFIY/s72-c/peace-sign.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2400596540780686145</id><published>2011-12-31T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T17:52:31.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bAUw6Vr8UsQ/Tv-i6lKIQ4I/AAAAAAAAcZo/_MzRhZmEvGY/s1600/Happy-New-Year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692447581310305154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bAUw6Vr8UsQ/Tv-i6lKIQ4I/AAAAAAAAcZo/_MzRhZmEvGY/s400/Happy-New-Year.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's time to say goodbye to 2011. It's been a fantastic year full of adventure, fun, excitement, mixed in with a little sadness. I have enjoyed every day. I have learned many lessons. I have made new friends, and grown fonder of old ones. I have loved having my husband home, and missed being with my parents. This year brought a new car, a new ship, and a new house. It has brought me closer to my baby brother. It has been a year of natural disasters. It has been a year of destruction for some. It has been a year for the record books for sure! I say goodbye to 2011..and hello to 2012. May each of you have a blessed New Year. May each of you have the peace and love that you deserve. Happy New Year to all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2400596540780686145?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2400596540780686145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2400596540780686145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2400596540780686145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2400596540780686145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bAUw6Vr8UsQ/Tv-i6lKIQ4I/AAAAAAAAcZo/_MzRhZmEvGY/s72-c/Happy-New-Year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6760074747835433124</id><published>2011-12-29T09:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T09:14:49.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0TcQwo6uE0/Tvyf-o2tGTI/AAAAAAAAcYU/6fEl3gAoY-8/s1600/MJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691599927557036338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0TcQwo6uE0/Tvyf-o2tGTI/AAAAAAAAcYU/6fEl3gAoY-8/s400/MJ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup, it's that time of the year..New Years Resolutions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'll see if I can do better this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some will be easy, some will be hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I will try to keep all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. I promise to cut back on my Diet Coke intake. I will try to quit all-together by the end of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. I promise to be less sarcastic with people I disagree with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. I promise to exercise at least 20 minutes every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. I promise to try one new recipe every week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. I promise to keep my blogs updated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. I promise to go to the beach more often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. I promise to travel to see friends and family as often as possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. I promise to save 10% of our paychecks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. I promise to NOT mock silly close minded people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. I promise to speak my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. I promise to stand up for what I believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. I promise to try and go to church without complaining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. I promise to live the way I know I should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. I promise to stay off my cell phone while I am driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. I will watch less TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. I will be less judgemental&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. I WILL go back to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18. I will try and cut back on my swearing (TRY, not promise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. I will help Macen do better in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. I will support my husband in his decisions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6760074747835433124?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6760074747835433124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6760074747835433124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6760074747835433124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6760074747835433124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0TcQwo6uE0/Tvyf-o2tGTI/AAAAAAAAcYU/6fEl3gAoY-8/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1388016101689328025</id><published>2011-12-27T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:36:00.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrfIR3Uhq_0/TvpkP7LoWQI/AAAAAAAAcXM/gEVj6aWmt4w/s1600/Kwanzaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690971303883331842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrfIR3Uhq_0/TvpkP7LoWQI/AAAAAAAAcXM/gEVj6aWmt4w/s400/Kwanzaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The seven principles of Kwanzaa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;self determination,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;collective work and responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cooperative economics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;purpose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;creativity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1388016101689328025?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1388016101689328025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1388016101689328025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1388016101689328025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1388016101689328025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/seven-principles-of-kwanzaa-unity-self.html' title=''/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrfIR3Uhq_0/TvpkP7LoWQI/AAAAAAAAcXM/gEVj6aWmt4w/s72-c/Kwanzaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3940623255788106590</id><published>2011-12-27T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:48:38.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye to 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z08TYx5og40/TvpUbWEHaHI/AAAAAAAAcXA/3cJohbBjAec/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690953907892086898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z08TYx5og40/TvpUbWEHaHI/AAAAAAAAcXA/3cJohbBjAec/s400/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe it's already the last week of 2011. It's so crazy. It went by so fast!&lt;br /&gt;So much changed, yet so much stayed the same.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to start my list of the things that stood out this past year..they are in random order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Grant finally came home after 2 years in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;24. The Earthquake and Tsunami in Japan amazed me, shocked me, saddened me..and made me so grateful for unanswered prayers.&lt;br /&gt;23. The tornado's in Joplin..just amazed me at the power of Nature.&lt;br /&gt;22. Traveling across country in our new car with the boy AND three dogs...&lt;br /&gt;21. Seeing "Graceland"&lt;br /&gt;20. The Heat in the southern part of the USA and having to stop in it..YUCK&lt;br /&gt;19. Charlie Sheen..."WINNING"&lt;br /&gt;18. The end of Oprah..&lt;br /&gt;17. The end of Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;16. Having to get use to Grant being home..totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;15. Geran getting his mission call to Japan&lt;br /&gt;14. The earthquake in Virginia&lt;br /&gt;13. The Hurricane on the east coast&lt;br /&gt;12. The Nor'easter in Connecticut&lt;br /&gt;11. The ups and downs of my nieces and nephews&lt;br /&gt;10. Rebecca and Justin announcing their pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;9. All the marriages...&lt;br /&gt;8. The fight over Gay Marriage&lt;br /&gt;7. The end of the war in Iraq&lt;br /&gt;6. My mom getting a new cell phone and butt dialing me.&lt;br /&gt;5. Being in the same town as my baby brother after almost 7 years&lt;br /&gt;4. Casey Anthony being acquitted..(she is soooo totally guilty)&lt;br /&gt;3. Charlie Sheen...not winning&lt;br /&gt;2. Ashton..'nuff said&lt;br /&gt;and the #1 highlight of 2011? Being together with my little family and loving every minute of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3940623255788106590?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3940623255788106590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3940623255788106590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3940623255788106590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3940623255788106590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/saying-goodbye-to-2011.html' title='Saying Goodbye to 2011'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z08TYx5og40/TvpUbWEHaHI/AAAAAAAAcXA/3cJohbBjAec/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7848607846098890799</id><published>2011-12-24T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T14:36:13.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And to all a Good Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTBLlNJs4c/TvZTjoYre6I/AAAAAAAAcWc/DEwHTtf13NQ/s1600/Church%2BNatity%2B3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689827050830658466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTBLlNJs4c/TvZTjoYre6I/AAAAAAAAcWc/DEwHTtf13NQ/s400/Church%2BNatity%2B3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-lF1aNT6F4/TvZTRq0KydI/AAAAAAAAcWQ/DAamXudy4Ow/s1600/Nativity%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 6px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 6px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689826742245181906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-lF1aNT6F4/TvZTRq0KydI/AAAAAAAAcWQ/DAamXudy4Ow/s400/Nativity%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered.&lt;br /&gt;And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn. And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.&lt;br /&gt;And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" name="10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.&lt;br /&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior which is Christ the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,&lt;br /&gt;Glory to God in the highest, and on earth Peace, good will toward men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas to all of my Friends and Family..and to anyone who reads this blog. May you have the Spirit Of Christmas to be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-7848607846098890799?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7848607846098890799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7848607846098890799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7848607846098890799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7848607846098890799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-to-all-good-night.html' title='And to all a Good Night'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTBLlNJs4c/TvZTjoYre6I/AAAAAAAAcWc/DEwHTtf13NQ/s72-c/Church%2BNatity%2B3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3192967136012960592</id><published>2011-12-23T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T17:13:26.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Wise Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT0iToggVYQ/TvUiu5NNq0I/AAAAAAAAcV4/vw_lhEHXdo4/s1600/three_wisemen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689491893278059330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT0iToggVYQ/TvUiu5NNq0I/AAAAAAAAcV4/vw_lhEHXdo4/s400/three_wisemen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the story of the Three Wise men. I love the fact that they waited year after year for the birth of Jesus. I love that they followed a single star, night after night until they had finished their quest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's important to note that they were not there in the stable on that first night. It took awhile to find this boy named Jesus. They never lost faith, even though there had to have been times that it would have been easier to turn around and go home..back to their riches and worldly goods...but they didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we can learn from these men. We may not have been there in the stable, but we can still find him..if we search, if we have faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To quote one of my favorite &lt;strong&gt;Forgotten Carols&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere beneath the glitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That comes this time of winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In many souls there is a cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may not clearly say it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But in their hearts they pray it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you can see it in their eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I cannot find my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot find my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot find my way at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are so many voices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many different choices,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot find my way at all.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were three kings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who followed the star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of Bethlehem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They came from afar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To praise and honor Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which beckoned them to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lord of Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It calls to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It calls to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're not alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it shines today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The love that He gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teaches how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And shows the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That light,it's clear to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we have faith and believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three kings found the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so can we...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This season, and every day throughout the year, my hope is that each of us can find our way..to what ever it is that makes you happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3192967136012960592?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3192967136012960592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3192967136012960592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3192967136012960592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3192967136012960592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/three-wise-men.html' title='The Three Wise Men'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT0iToggVYQ/TvUiu5NNq0I/AAAAAAAAcV4/vw_lhEHXdo4/s72-c/three_wisemen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4378310153422755296</id><published>2011-12-22T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T13:35:41.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Drummer Boy Got It Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3qRcd6bchI/TvOfexDk2CI/AAAAAAAAcU8/P5ZkbU9fzA8/s1600/LittleDrummerBoyGroupShot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689066105212295202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3qRcd6bchI/TvOfexDk2CI/AAAAAAAAcU8/P5ZkbU9fzA8/s400/LittleDrummerBoyGroupShot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While shopping today for Christmas dinner I was amazed at how much "stuff" is out there for gifts. Things advertised "Under $10, Under $20" Things for the Tech Geek..Things for the Fashonista..Things for everyone on your list...It actually made me a little sad. Christmas isn't about the gifts, at least &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; kind of gifts. This year I really don't want anything, at least not anything from a store. iPad 2? Awesome..don't want it. A new smartphone? My old dumb phone is fine. New clothes? I like my old ones just fine...What I want doesn't come from a store. What I want is simple. I want my family to be safe. I want my friends to be happy. Having Grant home with me on Christmas day is perfect. Having my amazing son happy? Couldn't ask for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Driving home from the dreaded store, I heard one of my most favorite Christmas carols of all time (and if you turn on your speaker, the song should be playing in the background) "The Little Drummer Boy" makes me smile every time I hear it. Today, it meant even more. Today, it showed me what a real gift is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little boy has nothing of earthly value to give the new born King, so he gives his talent. His God given talent. What better gift is there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macen doing well in school, being kind, using his manners is a fantastic gift. When Grant makes dinner, of takes out the trash without being asked..that is an AMAZING gift. When a person gives of themselves, there is nothing better. Maybe it's because I'm old, or maybe it's because I truly have everything I need, I don't know..but whatever the reason, I don't need anything under the tree.All I need is sitting around the tree with me! So, while you open your gifts this year, remember, the greatest gift isn't wrapped in paper....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4378310153422755296?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4378310153422755296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4378310153422755296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4378310153422755296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4378310153422755296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-drummer-boy-got-it-right.html' title='The Little Drummer Boy Got It Right'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3qRcd6bchI/TvOfexDk2CI/AAAAAAAAcU8/P5ZkbU9fzA8/s72-c/LittleDrummerBoyGroupShot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-451681494776293961</id><published>2011-12-21T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T18:02:16.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Town at Busch Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp5bDZhA84M/TvKO-0_ccXI/AAAAAAAAcTU/yLvo93VOxBw/s1600/DSCN4385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688766489350140274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp5bDZhA84M/TvKO-0_ccXI/AAAAAAAAcTU/yLvo93VOxBw/s400/DSCN4385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LfuR-ZNJwrI/TvKO-ZV29oI/AAAAAAAAcTM/WFb2e_3bgwM/s1600/DSCN4396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688766481927960194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LfuR-ZNJwrI/TvKO-ZV29oI/AAAAAAAAcTM/WFb2e_3bgwM/s400/DSCN4396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Y6CI7ZhJCY/TvKO9kV5ylI/AAAAAAAAcTA/x0zbipReZqE/s1600/DSCN4382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688766467701066322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Y6CI7ZhJCY/TvKO9kV5ylI/AAAAAAAAcTA/x0zbipReZqE/s400/DSCN4382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J_t65J_BVkk/TvKO9gHwMgI/AAAAAAAAcS0/6h188z9yGRA/s1600/DSCN4381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688766466567975426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J_t65J_BVkk/TvKO9gHwMgI/AAAAAAAAcS0/6h188z9yGRA/s400/DSCN4381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we braved the cold to go to Christmas Town up at Busch Gardens. It was AWESOME! Lights everywhere, fun rides, good food and great company....Macen kicked serious butt on the rides..once he got over the fear of the dreaded swinging boat ride! We had a fantastic time! We are soooo ready for Christmas now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/3607927560808185849-451681494776293961?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/451681494776293961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=451681494776293961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/451681494776293961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/451681494776293961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-town-at-busch-gardens.html' title='Christmas Town at Busch Gardens'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp5bDZhA84M/TvKO-0_ccXI/AAAAAAAAcTU/yLvo93VOxBw/s72-c/DSCN4385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1831245590262430358</id><published>2011-12-18T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T08:46:23.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldcHUmWFSag/Tu4Yk0eNWBI/AAAAAAAAcRU/iNwViwg-SPs/s1600/stable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687510400255219730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldcHUmWFSag/Tu4Yk0eNWBI/AAAAAAAAcRU/iNwViwg-SPs/s400/stable.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are you part of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"INN" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crowd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or one of the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"STABLE" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1831245590262430358?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1831245590262430358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1831245590262430358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1831245590262430358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1831245590262430358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/are-you.html' title='Are you?'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldcHUmWFSag/Tu4Yk0eNWBI/AAAAAAAAcRU/iNwViwg-SPs/s72-c/stable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5482856828503584340</id><published>2011-12-13T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:02:38.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas the Night Before Deployment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oq3RB1dDPh0/TufJ9c7kjZI/AAAAAAAAcOc/W91bC4OkrD0/s1600/i-love-my-sailor-tee_design.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685735112153795986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oq3RB1dDPh0/TufJ9c7kjZI/AAAAAAAAcOc/W91bC4OkrD0/s400/i-love-my-sailor-tee_design.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbM7XAbaSVY/TufJ8xeQSgI/AAAAAAAAcOU/00WvFO61Bms/s1600/blessmysailor.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685735100488108546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbM7XAbaSVY/TufJ8xeQSgI/AAAAAAAAcOU/00WvFO61Bms/s400/blessmysailor.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sar9bqOVwFU/TufJ8jsozWI/AAAAAAAAcOA/xQehQF6UBOU/s1600/a6710a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685735096790338914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sar9bqOVwFU/TufJ8jsozWI/AAAAAAAAcOA/xQehQF6UBOU/s400/a6710a.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iwXM60_dAMw/TufJ8kKZqXI/AAAAAAAAcN4/6jf0p6smq0M/s1600/grantblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685735096915175794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iwXM60_dAMw/TufJ8kKZqXI/AAAAAAAAcN4/6jf0p6smq0M/s400/grantblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, let me preface this posting by saying that I wrote this poem. It's not very good, but I never said I was a poet. I have been blessed these few months of having my husband home with me. I had missed him for 2 very long years, and I am not looking forward to another deployment. That being said..I am a Navy Wife and will face the deployment head on! Two very dear friends of mine are with out their cute husbands for a little while. Cindy's amazing husband is doing his Seabee thing in a far away country, and every day I am amazed at her strength as she keeps her family together. My other dear friend Felicia just sent her husband off for a change of Port adventure..I can't imagine not having my husband home for Christmas, but she's so strong. She always has a smile, and even if she only gets to talk to him for a minute, she says it's worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My amazing friend Pam has been a sailors wife for 30 years, and has weathered more deployments than I can imagine, and she did it with such class, such dignity, that she became my role model. She should be the role model for every Navy wife. So, to these women, I dedicate this poem to you..and to all other Military wives..Thank you for your service!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twas the night before deployment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and all through the house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not a person was sleeping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially his spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His bags were all packed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sat by the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His day almost over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wanted one more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To tell his sweet wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how much he would miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the time they had together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and to give her a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His children he hugged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;held them tight to his chest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and telling each one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that they were the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke of his love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to everyone in the home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;including the dog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who was chewing a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then off to bed for one last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of sound sleeping, and cuddling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and feeling so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to his wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;said "I love you"once more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and giving a nod &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he started to snore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His wife stayed awake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keeping her gaze on this man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who was risking his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was his biggest fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loved this man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she loved him so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this man with great honor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she'd miss his sweet touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She got out of bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knelt down on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and bowing her head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she began to implore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Dear God" she cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Protect my sweet Sailor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bring him home safe and sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;six months from now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not a day later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let him Know that I love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that he's always on my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and no greater person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will I ever find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear God, she continued &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please be with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to keep me strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like he wants me to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me be brave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when things get tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;help me be wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I think I've had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise to be faithful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loving and kind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise to write &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyday, online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And God she asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;protect the others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the moms, the dads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sisters, the brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let them be safe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give them belief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let time pass quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give them relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She said "Amen"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wiped away a tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looked at her man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and lost all her fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Don't worry" she whispered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"all will be well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you more than life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Much more than I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be here waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like all the times before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be here waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'til I don't have to anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5482856828503584340?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5482856828503584340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5482856828503584340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5482856828503584340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1385950356974596903</id><published>2011-12-12T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:33:35.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_1dA0cceqk/TuZ7akZMX8I/AAAAAAAAcMU/tlrbXt8VzmQ/s1600/silentnight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685367275977990082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_1dA0cceqk/TuZ7akZMX8I/AAAAAAAAcMU/tlrbXt8VzmQ/s400/silentnight2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lq9nwFrxoGM/TuZ7aUooeYI/AAAAAAAAcMI/F0d-2vrilIM/s1600/silentnight3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685367271747778946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lq9nwFrxoGM/TuZ7aUooeYI/AAAAAAAAcMI/F0d-2vrilIM/s400/silentnight3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhi-2a5y1lU/TuZ7aDW9tKI/AAAAAAAAcL8/7hhuJEZWfFs/s1600/silentnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685367267110270114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhi-2a5y1lU/TuZ7aDW9tKI/AAAAAAAAcL8/7hhuJEZWfFs/s400/silentnight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the internet went off. The Cable was acting funny . I got tired of dealing with it all so I turned everything off, and then, something happened...my house was silent. The boy was fast asleep. The dogs were all in their beds dreaming of dog bones I'm sure. Grant was underway. The neighbors weren't outside smoking and laughing (or fighting for that matter) It was silent. It was peaceful. The Christmas lights outside were twinkly. My Christmas tree was beautiful. It was a Silent night. I think I finally understand the Christmas carol. 42 years, and I finally got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought about the "original" silent night. There were no electronic devices. There were no planes flying over head. There were no Marines setting off explosives. It was Silent. The only noise was that of nature, of humanity. Cattle mooing, sheep sheeping, chickens clucking, and a baby crying. That baby is what made the night become holy. That baby came into the world the normal way. No one twittered, or Facebooked, or even blogged. It happened, and those who were waiting for a sign got one..not by an iPhone, but by Angels..and a single star.&lt;br /&gt;We get so caught up in the sounds of this season we forget the reason for the season. It wasn't a huge celebration on that first night, it was quiet, it was calm.. I keep thinking of that saying "Be still, and know that I am" It started on that first Silent, Holy night. The world was calm. The world was still. We need to find that calmness in our lives, not just during this season, but every day. We may not get to be Silent, but we can keep the Holy in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;So, today, I wish all of you a Silent, Holy night. Let the Reason for the Season be with you.&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/3607927560808185849-1385950356974596903?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1385950356974596903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1385950356974596903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1385950356974596903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1385950356974596903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/silent-night.html' title='Silent Night'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_1dA0cceqk/TuZ7akZMX8I/AAAAAAAAcMU/tlrbXt8VzmQ/s72-c/silentnight2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-777272842984087071</id><published>2011-12-10T11:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:56:58.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How The Grinch Saved Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMEBwjRWC68/TuO0nDxKx3I/AAAAAAAAcLQ/hQvic9wtuj0/s1600/Grinch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684585737791129458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMEBwjRWC68/TuO0nDxKx3I/AAAAAAAAcLQ/hQvic9wtuj0/s400/Grinch2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teOUwrYPsF4/TuO0mhdxizI/AAAAAAAAcLI/qB1VQAKzWuQ/s1600/Grinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684585728582978354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teOUwrYPsF4/TuO0mhdxizI/AAAAAAAAcLI/qB1VQAKzWuQ/s400/Grinch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7UAZGpwe2M/TuO0mq9TC1I/AAAAAAAAcK4/tJStvqWZ2fE/s1600/GrinchF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684585731131116370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7UAZGpwe2M/TuO0mq9TC1I/AAAAAAAAcK4/tJStvqWZ2fE/s400/GrinchF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Z5UDYkV34/TuO0mZMvHgI/AAAAAAAAcKw/GWP-3bTlYX4/s1600/Grinch4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684585726364032514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Z5UDYkV34/TuO0mZMvHgI/AAAAAAAAcKw/GWP-3bTlYX4/s400/Grinch4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. Maybe Christmas, he thought... doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps... means a little bit more!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year since I can remember, I have watched the original "How the Grinch Stole Christmas"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it. I know it by heart. I think Dr. Seuss showed the true meaning of Christmas with this story. My Christmas wouldn't be the same if I didn't watch this show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a little girl I remember my moms friend "Ma Dip" (yes, that's what we called her) would come over and tell us this story..she didn't read it..she told it to us from memory. It was so great. I remember getting lost in the story as she told it. I loved those times. She did it every year..even as I got older and thought I was too "Cool" for Christmas, I would always get excited when Ma Dip did her thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized, much later in life, that Ma Dip's telling of the Grinch kept my Christmas spirit alive. I figured if an "&lt;em&gt;old lady&lt;/em&gt;" could have the Christmas spirit, then so could I. Her telling that story every year, kept the "&lt;em&gt;Grinchyness&lt;/em&gt;" out of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see what greed can do to Christmas, and I start feeling a little "Grinchy" I read the story to my son, or we watch it on TV, and I remember that Christmas comes without ribbons. It comes without tags. It comes without packages, boxes, or bags! Christmas comes no matter what. It comes because the Spirit of Christmas will never really die. It might get lost on occasion, but we find it. We feel it, even when we try not to. Christmas means more. The Grinch discovered it at the last possible moment..I know that all of us can...and gather together to carve the roast beast! &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/3607927560808185849-777272842984087071?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/777272842984087071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=777272842984087071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/777272842984087071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/777272842984087071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-grinch-makes-my-christmas-perfect.html' title='How The Grinch Saved Christmas!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMEBwjRWC68/TuO0nDxKx3I/AAAAAAAAcLQ/hQvic9wtuj0/s72-c/Grinch2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1063098838107529559</id><published>2011-12-07T16:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T16:34:19.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day That Will Live in Infamy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKY-UVGAuZQ/TuAFq0By_DI/AAAAAAAAcKk/2ewy7FTO01E/s1600/pearlharbor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683548962820389938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKY-UVGAuZQ/TuAFq0By_DI/AAAAAAAAcKk/2ewy7FTO01E/s400/pearlharbor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZIgoC6vt8Y/TuAFqXXRUwI/AAAAAAAAcKY/HpeI1_jzmow/s1600/PearlHarborpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683548955125830402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZIgoC6vt8Y/TuAFqXXRUwI/AAAAAAAAcKY/HpeI1_jzmow/s400/PearlHarborpaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0PT_9DmGRZ8/TuAFqQnXkMI/AAAAAAAAcKI/m-dYNq00OSM/s1600/Pearl-Harbor-Bombing-Pictures-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683548953314300098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0PT_9DmGRZ8/TuAFqQnXkMI/AAAAAAAAcKI/m-dYNq00OSM/s400/Pearl-Harbor-Bombing-Pictures-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9kooMEaYvM/TuAFqFG0cEI/AAAAAAAAcKA/FfNVAWmzu2k/s1600/pearl_harbor_facts_Newspaper_December_8_1941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683548950224990274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9kooMEaYvM/TuAFqFG0cEI/AAAAAAAAcKA/FfNVAWmzu2k/s400/pearl_harbor_facts_Newspaper_December_8_1941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge1jzul_k3w/TuAFpz-FdHI/AAAAAAAAcJ0/8TkObTaj4Dw/s1600/120710-pearl-harbor-marine_full_380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683548945624953970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge1jzul_k3w/TuAFpz-FdHI/AAAAAAAAcJ0/8TkObTaj4Dw/s400/120710-pearl-harbor-marine_full_380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody knows about Pearl Harbor. The thing that really fascinated me is that through this tragedy there was this amazing American heroism. -Michael Bay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3607927560808185849-1063098838107529559?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1063098838107529559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1063098838107529559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1063098838107529559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1063098838107529559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-that-will-live-in-infamy.html' title='A Day That Will Live in Infamy!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKY-UVGAuZQ/TuAFq0By_DI/AAAAAAAAcKk/2ewy7FTO01E/s72-c/pearlharbor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5287251293761880995</id><published>2011-12-05T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:10:58.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lovers, the Dreamers, and Me: Why I love the Muppets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcLAQgfOgXo/Tt2Quo3ze_I/AAAAAAAAcJo/ouADDdCxCtE/s1600/muppets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682857435731295218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcLAQgfOgXo/Tt2Quo3ze_I/AAAAAAAAcJo/ouADDdCxCtE/s400/muppets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bY7ANAQ6e0c/Tt2Qtxs7qrI/AAAAAAAAcJg/SqYb0kb7eog/s1600/kermit-the-frog-muppet-muppets-muppet-movie-2011-jim-henson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682857420921744050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bY7ANAQ6e0c/Tt2Qtxs7qrI/AAAAAAAAcJg/SqYb0kb7eog/s400/kermit-the-frog-muppet-muppets-muppet-movie-2011-jim-henson1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cpa8924fRsY/Tt2QtSh8k7I/AAAAAAAAcJQ/poY_k4odlSQ/s1600/Muppets_wallpaper_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682857412554167218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cpa8924fRsY/Tt2QtSh8k7I/AAAAAAAAcJQ/poY_k4odlSQ/s400/Muppets_wallpaper_09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtlNu-hi8VA/Tt2QtGvBNKI/AAAAAAAAcJE/mR9Fy4xTySg/s1600/muppets2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682857409387771042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtlNu-hi8VA/Tt2QtGvBNKI/AAAAAAAAcJE/mR9Fy4xTySg/s400/muppets2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Grant, Macen and I went to see the new Muppets Movie. I have loved the Muppets since I was a little girl watching Sesame Street, and I wanted Macen to see them on the big screen. It was AWESOME! Watching Macen, as he hoped that Kermit would get the group together, smiling at the newest Muppet, Walter, laughing at Fozzy, giggling at Swedish Chef, cracking up at Beeker, and cheering at the happy ending, was the best part of my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the Muppets are celebrity icons. I think they are amazing role models.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kermit is the original in my eyes..he was a natural born leader. He put up with a whole lotta crazy, and he never gave up..and he still doesn't..He rocks.. He loves Miss Piggy even with all her faults.. (Grant is my Kermie!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Piggy (who, by the way, is my FAVORITE) taught me that it was okay to speak my mind, to go after what I want..I love her. She likes to be the center of attention (hmm..sound familiar?) She can stand on her own, but she'd rather stand with the people (or Frog as the case may be) that she loves. I think girls should look to her for a role model..instead of a crazy teenager who changes just to be with a sparkly Vampire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Animal..what an insane Muppet..and he is fantastic..He loves what he does and he does it with passion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scooter..the original back bone! He keeps things together..(And Nan, if you're reading this..he reminds me of you!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The newest Muppet, Walter, was so great in the movie. He had to find his place by being himself. What a great lesson for everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the Muppets are amazing characters. Each are individuals that together make an amazing family. Each have personalities that touch people, young and old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the Muppets. They are the true celebrities of our day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Cheers to Jim Henson and the furry creatures he created..and God bless the Muppets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3607927560808185849-5287251293761880995?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5287251293761880995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5287251293761880995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5287251293761880995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5287251293761880995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/lovers-dreamers-and-me-why-i-love.html' title='The Lovers, the Dreamers, and Me: Why I love the Muppets'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcLAQgfOgXo/Tt2Quo3ze_I/AAAAAAAAcJo/ouADDdCxCtE/s72-c/muppets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7160790801286331639</id><published>2011-12-04T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T06:10:01.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a beautiful morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WvLndKAiWTE/Ttt53Nmcw8I/AAAAAAAAcI4/tWGBtwVsVcc/s1600/DSCN4375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682269344308708290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WvLndKAiWTE/Ttt53Nmcw8I/AAAAAAAAcI4/tWGBtwVsVcc/s400/DSCN4375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0F1OXw52iE/Ttt521hZiGI/AAAAAAAAcIs/T7cETlLYCVc/s1600/DSCN4378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682269337845074018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0F1OXw52iE/Ttt521hZiGI/AAAAAAAAcIs/T7cETlLYCVc/s400/DSCN4378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60h22zx6KGA/Ttt52QkfzeI/AAAAAAAAcIg/AVu1rF0YEXs/s1600/DSCN4377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682269327925956066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60h22zx6KGA/Ttt52QkfzeI/AAAAAAAAcIg/AVu1rF0YEXs/s400/DSCN4377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UAv_dDdkt0/Ttt52K4J7gI/AAAAAAAAcIU/Ve7H9KjGi-o/s1600/DSCN4376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682269326397795842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UAv_dDdkt0/Ttt52K4J7gI/AAAAAAAAcIU/Ve7H9KjGi-o/s400/DSCN4376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote my great late Grandma Johnson."What a &lt;em&gt;GRAND &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;GLORIOUS &lt;/em&gt;day!" Winter chill is upon us here in Yorktown, but I don't mind so much on mornings like this. I love Sundays. My husband is home after a very long non stop work week, and I get the whole day with him. Macen is happy and warm, and just so funny. My dogs aren't barking..in fact they are all still sleeping. I love it! I got up this morning to let the dogs out and looked at the most beautiful sky. The leaves have mostly fallen to the ground, but a few are hanging on just to give the skyline a bit of color. I came in and looked at my beautiful Christmas tree and remembered how awesome Christmas was in the Wadley home, and how awesome it has been in the Caufield home. Life is good. So today, take time to notice your blessing, the beauty of life, the world..the awesomeness of being alive, and the magic of the Holiday season. God Bless all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-7160790801286331639?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7160790801286331639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7160790801286331639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7160790801286331639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7160790801286331639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-beautiful-morning.html' title='What a beautiful morning!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WvLndKAiWTE/Ttt53Nmcw8I/AAAAAAAAcI4/tWGBtwVsVcc/s72-c/DSCN4375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3039148162934497838</id><published>2011-12-03T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T07:33:17.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love Rudolph</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1infi2bQpEg/Tto-G8JjtwI/AAAAAAAAcII/wwQh4mQK3SI/s1600/rudolph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681922168827655938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1infi2bQpEg/Tto-G8JjtwI/AAAAAAAAcII/wwQh4mQK3SI/s400/rudolph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year at Christmas time my son and I will sit and watch many many many Holiday shows. We love 'em all. "A Christmas Story" "The Year Without A Santa Claus" "It's A Wonderful Life" "Frosty the Snowman" "The Grinch" But our most favorite is "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macen has watched it so many times he knows it by heart. We quote it, we sing it's songs..We love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was little I loved it for different reasons..now that I am older, I see how important the show is. It talks about being different, it talks about bullying, it talks about striking out on your own to find your way home. It talks about how things are not always what they seem, and it talks about the importance of being yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that Rudolph is a lesson for everyone..and a fun one at that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few years ago I came across a story about the author of Rudolph. I don't know if it's totally true, but I'd like to think so. I have decided to share it with you..it made me love Rudolph even more..I hope it does the same to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rudolph - That Amazing Reindeer&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a December night in Chicago several years ago, a little girl climbed onto her father's lap and asked a question. It was a simple question, asked in children's curiosity, yet it had a heartrending effect on Robert May."Daddy," four-year-old Barbara asked, "Why isn't my Mommy just like everybody else's mommy?"Bob May stole a glance across his shabby two room apartment. On a couch lay his young wife, Evelyn, racked with cancer. For two years she had been bedridden; for two years, all Bob's income and smaller savings had gone to pay for treatments and medicines.The terrible ordeal already had shattered two adult lives. Now Bob suddenly realized the happiness of his growing daughter was also in jeopardy. As he ran his fingers through Barbara's hair, he prayed for some satisfactory answer to her question.Bob May knew only too well what it meant to be "different." As a child he had been weak and delicate. With the innocent cruelty of children, his playmates had continually goaded the stunted, skinny lad to tears. Later at Dartmouth, from which he was graduated in 1926, Bob May was so small that he was always being mistaken for someones little brother.Nor was his adult life much happier. Unlike many of his classmates who floated from college into plush jobs, Bob became a lowly copy writer for Montgomery Ward, the big Chicago mail order house. Now at 33 Bob was deep in debt, depressed and sad.Although Bob did not know it at the time, the answer he gave the tousled haired child on his lap was to bring him to fame and fortune. It was also to bring joy to countless thousands of children like his own Barbara. On that December night in the shabby Chicago apartment, Bob cradled his little girl's head against his shoulder and began to tell a story..."Once upon a time there was a reindeer named Rudolph, the only reindeer in the world that had a big red nose. Naturally people called him Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer." As Bob went on to tell about Rudolph, he tried desperately to communicate to Barbara the knowledge that, even though some creatures of God are strange and different, they often enjoy the miraculous power to make others happy.Rudolph, Bob explained, was terribly embarrassed by his unique nose. Other reindeer laughed at him; his mother and father and sister were mortified too. Even Rudolph wallowed in self pity."Well," continued Bob, "one Christmas Eve, Santa Claus got his team of husky reindeer - Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and Vixen ready for their yearly trip around the world. The entire reindeer community assembled to cheer these great heroes on their way. But a terrible fog engulfed the earth that evening, and Santa knew that the mist was so thick he wouldn't be able to find any chimneys.Suddenly Rudolph appeared, his red nose glowing brighter than ever. Santa sensed at once that here was the answer to his perplexing problem. He led Rudolph to the front of the sleigh, fastened the harness and climbed in. They were off! Rudolph guided Santa safely to every chimney that night. Rain and fog, snow and sleet; nothing bothered Rudolph, for his bright nose penetrated the mist like a beacon.And so it was that Rudolph became the most famous and beloved of all the reindeer. The huge red nose he once hid in shame was now the envy of every buck and doe in the reindeer world. Santa Claus told everyone that Rudolph had saved the day, and from that Christmas, Rudolph has been living serenely and happy."Little Barbara laughed with glee when her father finished. Every night she begged him to repeat the tale until finally Bob could rattle it off in his sleep. Then, at Christmas time he decided to make the story into a poem like "The Night Before Christmas" and prepare it in bookish form, illustrated with pictures for Barbara's personal gift. Night after night, Bob worked on the verses after Barbara had gone to bed. For he was determined his daughter should have a worthwhile gift, even though he could not afford to buy one...Then as Bob was about to put the finishing touches on Rudolph, tragedy struck. Evelyn May died. Bob, his hopes crushed, turned to Barbara as chief comfort. Yet, despite his grief, he sat at his desk in the quiet, now lonely apartment, and worked on "Rudolph" with tears in his eyes.Shortly after Barbara had cried with joy over his handmade gift on Christmas morning, Bob was asked to an employee's holiday party at Montgomery Wards. He didn't want to go, but his office associates insisted. When Bob finally agreed, he took with him the poem and read it to the crowd. First the noisy throng listened in laughter and gaiety. Then they became silent, and at the end, broke into spontaneous applause. That was in 1938.By Christmas of 1947, some 6,000,000 copies of the booklet had been given away or sold, making Rudolph one of the most widely distributed books in the world. The demand for Rudolph sponsored products increased so much in variety and number that educators and historians predicted Rudolph would come to occupy a permanent place in the Christmas legend. Through the years of unhappiness, the tragedy of his wife's death and his ultimate success with Rudolph, Bob May has captured a sense of serenity. And as each Christmas rolls around he recalls with thankfulness the night when his daughter Barbara's questions inspired him to write the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, as the season progresses, and Rudolph is on TV &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sit down with your family and watch it...and remember, you are perfect, just the way you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3039148162934497838?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3039148162934497838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3039148162934497838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3039148162934497838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3039148162934497838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-i-love-rudolph.html' title='Why I love Rudolph'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1infi2bQpEg/Tto-G8JjtwI/AAAAAAAAcII/wwQh4mQK3SI/s72-c/rudolph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1381274650772586239</id><published>2011-12-02T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:35:09.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Dudley! We are soooo excited to meet you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqC32MO0OQU/TtkzshQTshI/AAAAAAAAcIA/sP2ur6onhK0/s1600/baby%2Band%2BGod.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681629244838621714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqC32MO0OQU/TtkzshQTshI/AAAAAAAAcIA/sP2ur6onhK0/s400/baby%2Band%2BGod.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GX3hBQ1wt9o/TtkzsZfvxpI/AAAAAAAAcHs/BDZMbvBPqO8/s1600/bump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681629242755892882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GX3hBQ1wt9o/TtkzsZfvxpI/AAAAAAAAcHs/BDZMbvBPqO8/s400/bump.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16U8DGqK3ME/TtkzsdwtxuI/AAAAAAAAcHk/PQnFYiTgMsg/s1600/DSCN4191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681629243900806882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16U8DGqK3ME/TtkzsdwtxuI/AAAAAAAAcHk/PQnFYiTgMsg/s400/DSCN4191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Becca! I am so excited for you! It seems like yesterday you were that cute little two year old flirting with the Simsbury High Football team! And now, you are going to be a mommy! Not just any mom..but an awesomely great one! I am so proud of you and the choices you have made..especially the decision to make me a Great Aunt..( I know I am already &lt;em&gt;Great&lt;/em&gt;, but now it's an official title) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin..my man..I am so excited for you too. What a dad you will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa Bill and Grandma Gina..congratulations..you will ROCK as Grandparents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael, Matthew..Get ready to have the most fun. Being an Aunt to you all has been one of the greatest blessings in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I told Macen the news he cheered, smiled and said..when "she" (He thinks it will be a girl) gets here, I better be there to show her the way... Then in his prayer asked Heavenly Father to be with you so that the baby will be "coolio" I don't know if that's good or bad, but we're all so excited to have a new member in this crazy family of ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have much to do, many bets to take..so get ready for the greatest and hardest ride of your life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becca, I love you so much..Good Luck, God Speed..and welcome to the mommy club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3607927560808185849-1381274650772586239?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1381274650772586239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1381274650772586239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1381274650772586239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1381274650772586239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/baby-dudley-we-are-soooo-excited-to.html' title='Baby Dudley! We are soooo excited to meet you!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqC32MO0OQU/TtkzshQTshI/AAAAAAAAcIA/sP2ur6onhK0/s72-c/baby%2Band%2BGod.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8275175414282063031</id><published>2011-12-01T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T17:07:53.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphie The Christmas tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-soWQz0DOa_Y/TtgjrUkfDSI/AAAAAAAAcHY/2Wfy6eUx3rQ/s1600/christmas-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681330157090966818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-soWQz0DOa_Y/TtgjrUkfDSI/AAAAAAAAcHY/2Wfy6eUx3rQ/s400/christmas-tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you ever hear the story of the christmas tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who just didn't want to change the show?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He liked icycles and snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He liked wolves and eagles and grizzly bears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And critters and creatures that crawled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why bugs were some of his very best friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spiders and ants and all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that's not to say that he ever looked down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a vision of twinkled lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint canes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a thousand other delights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a jolly old man in a sleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Full of toys and presents and wonderful things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a story of christmas day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, alfie believed in christmas alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was full of christmas cheer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of each and every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all throughout the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To him it was more than a special time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Much more than a special day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was more than a special story,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a special kind of way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they've never heard of Santa Claus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They've never heard the story of the son of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That made Alfie pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did that mean that they'd never know of peace on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or the brotherhood of man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or know how to love, or know how to give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If they can't no one can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see, life is a very special kind of thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not just for a chosen few&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But for each and every living, breathing thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not just me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So in your christmas prayers this yearAlfie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asked me if I'd ask you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say a prayer for the wind and the water and the wood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And those who live there too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8275175414282063031?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8275175414282063031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8275175414282063031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8275175414282063031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8275175414282063031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/alphie-christmas-tree.html' title='Alphie The Christmas tree'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-soWQz0DOa_Y/TtgjrUkfDSI/AAAAAAAAcHY/2Wfy6eUx3rQ/s72-c/christmas-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8198580829752731304</id><published>2011-12-01T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T07:13:25.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We believe in Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_U9f5RgQgw/TteV797tG9I/AAAAAAAAcHI/XeqfHqZvZNU/s1600/Santa%2BClaus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681174312420973522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_U9f5RgQgw/TteV797tG9I/AAAAAAAAcHI/XeqfHqZvZNU/s400/Santa%2BClaus2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ctsL5OhS04/TteV7vD4UuI/AAAAAAAAcHA/2HfeEsN6Kkc/s1600/Santa-Claus-Pics-0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681174308428731106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ctsL5OhS04/TteV7vD4UuI/AAAAAAAAcHA/2HfeEsN6Kkc/s400/Santa-Claus-Pics-0302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wIEB9pBKdw/TteV7TFwi9I/AAAAAAAAcG0/P1hkpLTCw68/s1600/Christmas_santa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681174300920417234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wIEB9pBKdw/TteV7TFwi9I/AAAAAAAAcG0/P1hkpLTCw68/s400/Christmas_santa1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Santa. No matter how old I get I still believe. Not so much in the tiny reindeer, the jolly old man..but I believe in the &lt;em&gt;SPIRIT &lt;/em&gt;of Santa Claus. I believe in the love that he has. I believe in the spirit of giving that is Santa Claus. I believe that Santa Claus bring about the magical part of this season. I believe that Santa gives children of all ages a reason to hope. I believe in Santa Claus. Merry Christmas to all...and to all a good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from The Year Without a Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;Music: Maury Laws Lyrics: Jules Bass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Santa Claus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like I believe in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe in Santa Claus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everything he does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no question in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That he does exist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like love I know he's there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting to be missed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe in Santa Claus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there was a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I had grown to old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For such a childish rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He became a dream to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till one Christmas night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone stood beside my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a beard of white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"So you're too old for Santa Claus"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said with a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then you're too old for all the things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That make a life worth while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For what is happiness but dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and do they all come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at me and tell me, son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is real to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just believe in Santa Claus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like you believe in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just believe in Santa Claus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everything he does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wipe that question from your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, he does exist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like love you knows he's there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting to be missed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like love I know he's there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting to be be missed&lt;br /&gt;&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/3607927560808185849-8198580829752731304?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8198580829752731304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8198580829752731304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-246036041491625999</id><published>2011-11-30T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:41:16.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Christ in Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9Cat9pwuxY/TtZyNf9uriI/AAAAAAAAcGc/LuNRGWRbSRc/s1600/keep%2BChrist%2Bin%2BChristmas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680853556218736162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9Cat9pwuxY/TtZyNf9uriI/AAAAAAAAcGc/LuNRGWRbSRc/s400/keep%2BChrist%2Bin%2BChristmas.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Those of you who follow me on Facebook might remember me talking about this before, but today I recieved 3 more emails reminding me to "Keep Christ in Christmas" so I thought I would talk about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand what people are saying..honestly. I agree..if you believe in Christ, He should be the center of this holiday. He should be celebrated. Not just at Christmas..but each and every day, and all throughout the year. Christians all over the world should unite and not just give lip service to Christ, but worship him..so "that those who don't know Christ, will come to know him, just by knowing you." That doesn't mean telling people what they should do..it means SHOWING them what it means to be Christ-like.&lt;br /&gt;The month of December has other celebrations in it..each with an awesome story..and each should be celebrated. To say to someone.."You should say Merry CHRISTmas and not Happy Holidays" is telling them that no other December holiday should be observed. We live in a world where different beliefs must co-exist. Stores must serve all people, so when they say "Happy Holidays" they are not being disrespectful..they are honoring ALL the celebrations, ALL the beliefs, ALL the religions. To be offended when someone says "Happy Holidays" to you is just plain silly. They aren't denying Christ..They are wishing a Happy Time celebrating what YOU believe.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Christ. I believe in his teachings. I try to treat all people the way He would want me too. I have kept "Christ in Christmas" I have tried to teach my son the importance of keeping "Christ in Christmas." I do not get offended when I see "Happy Holidays" written on the windows of stores. It does not diminsh my faith, nor does it make me angry that people don't celebrate Christ. This season is more than the birth of Jesus. It is a time for the "Good will of Men to Shine forth." It is the season of pure and simple LOVE. It is the season where we put aside our petty differences, and love one another. Give the gift of love..of understanding.&lt;br /&gt;So, I promise, I will keep "Christ in Christmas" but I may,on occasion, say Happy Holidays..not to offend, but to make sure that those around me know that I wish them, no matter their beliefs, a very Happy Time celebrating this magical season...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-246036041491625999?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/246036041491625999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=246036041491625999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/246036041491625999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/246036041491625999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/keeping-christ-in-christmas.html' title='Keeping Christ in Christmas'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9Cat9pwuxY/TtZyNf9uriI/AAAAAAAAcGc/LuNRGWRbSRc/s72-c/keep%2BChrist%2Bin%2BChristmas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8908115519034372662</id><published>2011-11-29T13:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:33:32.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Elder Elkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfhkCXDjJNA/TtVPo270LcI/AAAAAAAAcGQ/h7zxysL4mmg/s1600/bednar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680534068357508546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfhkCXDjJNA/TtVPo270LcI/AAAAAAAAcGQ/h7zxysL4mmg/s400/bednar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wRlj7lvKYm8/TtVMlksTvII/AAAAAAAAcGE/VOLZb7LEyBY/s1600/DSCN4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680530713386138754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wRlj7lvKYm8/TtVMlksTvII/AAAAAAAAcGE/VOLZb7LEyBY/s400/DSCN4148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very best friend's very cute son, Geran got his mission call. Again, normally I am a very sarcastic girl, but I have nothing to be sarcastic about today. I am soooo proud of this young man. He is such a good example! Grant and I love him like a son, and Macen considers him a "brother from another mother" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has been called to the Sendai, Japan mission!! (He has a soft spot for Japan, so I am glad he gets to go)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be hard work, and his mom will miss him something fierce, but I know he will be amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Elder Richard Geran Elkins....Congratulations! We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8908115519034372662?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8908115519034372662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8908115519034372662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8908115519034372662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8908115519034372662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/congtratulations-elder-elkins.html' title='Congratulations Elder Elkins'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfhkCXDjJNA/TtVPo270LcI/AAAAAAAAcGQ/h7zxysL4mmg/s72-c/bednar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8339072941920467627</id><published>2011-11-26T13:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:11:28.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Z" I am Thankful for Zoolander</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFnDlYDI4-I/TtFUlTjj8nI/AAAAAAAAcF4/FLmobD_xiWY/s1600/Zoolander-zoolander-3951534-1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679413604972229234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFnDlYDI4-I/TtFUlTjj8nI/AAAAAAAAcF4/FLmobD_xiWY/s400/Zoolander-zoolander-3951534-1024-768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfL8eVCWG-4/TtFUlcj6gDI/AAAAAAAAcFs/p-IPFXq5y8E/s1600/zoolander.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679413607389626418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfL8eVCWG-4/TtFUlcj6gDI/AAAAAAAAcFs/p-IPFXq5y8E/s400/zoolander.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's crazy, but I love this movie. It makes me laugh! I watch it when I am in a bad mood! My niece Courtney got me to watch it, and I have never laughted so hard. It's dumb AND smart at the same time! I am grateful to all the movies that make me laugh! Laughing is my favorite thing to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm pretty sure there's a lot more to life than being really, really, ridiculously good looking. And I plan on finding out what that is."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" So join now, 'cause at the Derek Zoolander Center For Kids Who Can't Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too, we teach you that there's more to life than just being really, really, really good looking. Right kids? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Orange Mocha Frappuccino! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8339072941920467627?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8339072941920467627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8339072941920467627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8339072941920467627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8339072941920467627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/z-i-am-thankful-for-zoolander.html' title='&quot;Z&quot; I am Thankful for Zoolander'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFnDlYDI4-I/TtFUlTjj8nI/AAAAAAAAcF4/FLmobD_xiWY/s72-c/Zoolander-zoolander-3951534-1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-752347017412925886</id><published>2011-11-25T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T14:43:55.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Y" I am Thankful for the word "Yes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbrVulDZx1c/TtAZPlvx6kI/AAAAAAAAcFg/b3Vm3HiW3SE/s1600/Yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679066885735443010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbrVulDZx1c/TtAZPlvx6kI/AAAAAAAAcFg/b3Vm3HiW3SE/s400/Yes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crm6i4vhSCY/TtAZPRVP4oI/AAAAAAAAcFY/d7ot4mTbyn8/s1600/Yes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679066880255451778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crm6i4vhSCY/TtAZPRVP4oI/AAAAAAAAcFY/d7ot4mTbyn8/s400/Yes2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SsMRnLmZuQc/TtAZPcFu_BI/AAAAAAAAcFI/dha3va7raxQ/s1600/yes_you_can.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679066883143171090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SsMRnLmZuQc/TtAZPcFu_BI/AAAAAAAAcFI/dha3va7raxQ/s400/yes_you_can.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to use the word "Yes" I like it more than the words "No," "Maybe," or "We'll see."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I do that extra 10 situps? YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be extra kind today? YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I have the strength to stand up for my beliefs? YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I have the courage to stand alone? YES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be anything I want to be? YES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be understanding? YES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I show love to those who can't? YES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the word YES. It gives me hope on days that I am hopeless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-752347017412925886?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/752347017412925886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=752347017412925886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/752347017412925886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/752347017412925886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/y-i-am-thankful-for-word-yes.html' title='&quot;Y&quot; I am Thankful for the word &quot;Yes&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbrVulDZx1c/TtAZPlvx6kI/AAAAAAAAcFg/b3Vm3HiW3SE/s72-c/Yes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5116533702772803380</id><published>2011-11-25T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T14:33:37.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'X" I am thankful for quotes by Malcolm X</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wRyeKICjYE/TtAW8YUsjvI/AAAAAAAAcE8/UVkHb_JUV_Y/s1600/malcom-x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679064356691414770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wRyeKICjYE/TtAW8YUsjvI/AAAAAAAAcE8/UVkHb_JUV_Y/s400/malcom-x.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Again, I love to study American History, and true American Heroes... One of the people I admire is Malcolm X. He was an astonishing character in our history. His quotes talk to everyone.. I am Thankful for people like Malcolm X..they bring about change...and change is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A man who stands for nothing will fall for anything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Education is the passport to the future, for tomorrow belongs to those who prepare for it today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm for truth, no matter who tells it. I'm for justice, no matter who it's for or against."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Power in defense of freedom is greater than power in behalf of tyranny and oppression."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Stumbling is not falling."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5116533702772803380?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5116533702772803380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5116533702772803380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5116533702772803380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5116533702772803380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/x-i-am-thankful-for-quotes-by-malcolm-x.html' title='&apos;X&quot; I am thankful for quotes by Malcolm X'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wRyeKICjYE/TtAW8YUsjvI/AAAAAAAAcE8/UVkHb_JUV_Y/s72-c/malcom-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5230946373108914347</id><published>2011-11-23T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T07:17:26.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"W" Wazi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jUawBdr_3c/Ts0KRCxRZRI/AAAAAAAAcEs/gdcWWCOtFc8/s1600/Wazi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 91px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678205993101649170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jUawBdr_3c/Ts0KRCxRZRI/AAAAAAAAcEs/gdcWWCOtFc8/s400/Wazi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vihI_2vgtuk/Ts0KRP-MIGI/AAAAAAAAcEk/37qp8iZUHTM/s1600/Wazi_Map2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678205996645490786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vihI_2vgtuk/Ts0KRP-MIGI/AAAAAAAAcEk/37qp8iZUHTM/s400/Wazi_Map2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0UU3mH6KQK0/Ts0KQQXeljI/AAAAAAAAcEc/f5A2sCT_VOU/s1600/wazi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678205979571689010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0UU3mH6KQK0/Ts0KQQXeljI/AAAAAAAAcEc/f5A2sCT_VOU/s400/wazi4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmyBrRlzWT0/Ts0KQfL90UI/AAAAAAAAcEI/4lqKs1f8bc0/s1600/wazi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678205983549935938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RmyBrRlzWT0/Ts0KQfL90UI/AAAAAAAAcEI/4lqKs1f8bc0/s400/wazi3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yF3xyQ3igAo/Ts0KQYHDDII/AAAAAAAAcEA/0xVj2hwNm90/s1600/Wazi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678205981650259074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yF3xyQ3igAo/Ts0KQYHDDII/AAAAAAAAcEA/0xVj2hwNm90/s400/Wazi2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Waziyatah..how I miss you. I loved my time at Wazi. Not only because of the fun times, but because of the amazing people I became friends with! Dru, Al, Misty, Aimee, Bobby, Beth (I was actually friends with her before, but our times at Wazi rocked) Dick, Dave, Stu, and so many others! I am so grateful for them! They changed my life in so many ways! This year folks..reunion time! And since I haven't said today..I love you all so very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5230946373108914347?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5230946373108914347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5230946373108914347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5230946373108914347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5230946373108914347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/w-wazi.html' title='&quot;W&quot; Wazi!!!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jUawBdr_3c/Ts0KRCxRZRI/AAAAAAAAcEs/gdcWWCOtFc8/s72-c/Wazi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8612685212416490094</id><published>2011-11-23T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:48:35.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"V" part 2...I am thankful for Veterans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC8z7ru28k/Ts0G7TwHBgI/AAAAAAAAcC4/28i_B-C9mmQ/s1600/veterans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678202321168172546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC8z7ru28k/Ts0G7TwHBgI/AAAAAAAAcC4/28i_B-C9mmQ/s400/veterans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQr7o3MZXvQ/Ts0G7V7gl6I/AAAAAAAAcCs/7QGNU1OVxls/s1600/veterans-day-courage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678202321752856482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQr7o3MZXvQ/Ts0G7V7gl6I/AAAAAAAAcCs/7QGNU1OVxls/s400/veterans-day-courage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can not do a list without Veterans. I am so very proud of all those who served and are serving now. Thank you! We owe our veterans not only respect, but our lives. We need to live our lives so that no Veteran died in vain. Be grateful for your freedoms. Celebrate them. Cherish them! I have said this before, but I need to say it again. I am honored to be married to a veteran, to be related to veterans, and friends with amazing veterans. I thank you all from the bottom of my heart!&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/3607927560808185849-8612685212416490094?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8612685212416490094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8612685212416490094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8612685212416490094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8612685212416490094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/v-part-2i-am-thankful-for-veterans.html' title='&quot;V&quot; part 2...I am thankful for Veterans'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC8z7ru28k/Ts0G7TwHBgI/AAAAAAAAcC4/28i_B-C9mmQ/s72-c/veterans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6372632738977090907</id><published>2011-11-22T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:43:42.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"V" The VERY first Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ2b_O_BQwI/TsvhTpbyR7I/AAAAAAAAcCg/nvf9tBCivkk/s1600/First%2BThanksgiving2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677879482886801330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ2b_O_BQwI/TsvhTpbyR7I/AAAAAAAAcCg/nvf9tBCivkk/s400/First%2BThanksgiving2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jk_y3yQgt4s/TsvhTZu5yGI/AAAAAAAAcCU/4JpIFt3ukAw/s1600/First_Thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677879478672017506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jk_y3yQgt4s/TsvhTZu5yGI/AAAAAAAAcCU/4JpIFt3ukAw/s400/First_Thanksgiving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWc0HbM-vYM/TsvhTYM7ToI/AAAAAAAAcCI/EoaLGvj8Slk/s1600/First%2BThaksgiving3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677879478261075586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWc0HbM-vYM/TsvhTYM7ToI/AAAAAAAAcCI/EoaLGvj8Slk/s400/First%2BThaksgiving3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I have said before, I love History, and I love Thanksgiving...so today, I am combining them. I love the History of America but sadly, much is forgotten every year. The First Thanksgiving was an amazing feat. The story of the Pilgrims is one full of heartache, loss, friendship, food, tradition..it's one that should be remembered each year. So, after Macen and I talked about Thanksgiving, I realized how Thankful I am for the Pilgrims and for the Native Americans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6372632738977090907?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6372632738977090907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6372632738977090907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6372632738977090907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6372632738977090907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/v-very-first-thanksgiving.html' title='&quot;V&quot; The VERY first Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ2b_O_BQwI/TsvhTpbyR7I/AAAAAAAAcCg/nvf9tBCivkk/s72-c/First%2BThanksgiving2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3522131117427321747</id><published>2011-11-21T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:30:48.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"U" Today I am Thankful for Utah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9yuGoHjWGg/Tsrd5xzw1xI/AAAAAAAAcB8/oY-UnVvPOo4/s1600/UTAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677594264946661138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9yuGoHjWGg/Tsrd5xzw1xI/AAAAAAAAcB8/oY-UnVvPOo4/s400/UTAH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmPzezHNqmY/Tsrd5ddo6wI/AAAAAAAAcBw/wGyHpWxd2D0/s1600/Utah_Utes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677594259485158146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmPzezHNqmY/Tsrd5ddo6wI/AAAAAAAAcBw/wGyHpWxd2D0/s400/Utah_Utes3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1OF9ZoEwpU/Tsrd5L001-I/AAAAAAAAcBg/9X3vHD8hoCc/s1600/St_-George.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677594254750570466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1OF9ZoEwpU/Tsrd5L001-I/AAAAAAAAcBg/9X3vHD8hoCc/s400/St_-George.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c-9UoaFsFqE/Tsrd41QlaFI/AAAAAAAAcBY/wCk8Z5Ce5I4/s1600/St.%2BGeorge..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677594248692983890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c-9UoaFsFqE/Tsrd41QlaFI/AAAAAAAAcBY/wCk8Z5Ce5I4/s400/St.%2BGeorge..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-K8WEM0kAo/Tsrd4pXCXhI/AAAAAAAAcBM/kzF2UuczSz4/s1600/salt-lake-temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677594245498822162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-K8WEM0kAo/Tsrd4pXCXhI/AAAAAAAAcBM/kzF2UuczSz4/s400/salt-lake-temple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Utah. I mean, I really love it! It's home to me! I love Salt Lake, I love the University of Utah, I love St. George, I love Panquitch Lake, I love the Utah Jazz...I love Utah. I love the mountains, the desert, the lakes, I love the people. I am thankful to have been born in Utah..I am equally thankful to have been raised &lt;em&gt;outside &lt;/em&gt;of Utah. I hope to visit as often as possible. I hope to see all my friends and family still in Utah. Now, this does NOT mean that I love BYU..I know I know, It's IN Utah..but I will not cheer for it..but the fact that it IS in Utah, I will not pray for it's demise...Anyway..Today, I am so thankful for my home state!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3522131117427321747?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3522131117427321747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3522131117427321747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3522131117427321747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3522131117427321747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/u-today-i-am-thankful-for-utah.html' title='&quot;U&quot; Today I am Thankful for Utah!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9yuGoHjWGg/Tsrd5xzw1xI/AAAAAAAAcB8/oY-UnVvPOo4/s72-c/UTAH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3061748870325257656</id><published>2011-11-20T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T10:31:07.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today it's "T" Thankful for.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0L3e3plKR8/TslGdRE1ErI/AAAAAAAAcA8/CwOEitCLVfk/s1600/thanks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677146273891029682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0L3e3plKR8/TslGdRE1ErI/AAAAAAAAcA8/CwOEitCLVfk/s400/thanks2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CX2eXWB8qN4/TslGdVhpxJI/AAAAAAAAcA0/jxml8hnaNFc/s1600/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677146275085665426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CX2eXWB8qN4/TslGdVhpxJI/AAAAAAAAcA0/jxml8hnaNFc/s400/turkey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an easy letter.. I LOVE LOVE LOVE Thanksgiving, I LOVE LOVE LOVE turkey, and most of all I LOVE LOVE LOVE being together with my husband after 2 years of him being in Japan. I know it's a little early, but I am so excited for Thursday. I am excited to cook with him, I am excited to munch on left overs with him..I'm just excited to look across the table on Thanksgiving day and see him there! So, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. May you be with the ones you are Thankful for!&lt;br /&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/3607927560808185849-3061748870325257656?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3061748870325257656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3061748870325257656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3061748870325257656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3061748870325257656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-its-t-thankful-for.html' title='Today it&apos;s &quot;T&quot; Thankful for.....'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0L3e3plKR8/TslGdRE1ErI/AAAAAAAAcA8/CwOEitCLVfk/s72-c/thanks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7443177219378686980</id><published>2011-11-19T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T07:33:38.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"S" Stinky Face, how I love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilS-D_5RglI/TsfKLKxrM3I/AAAAAAAAcAs/8q3bQ8eVr2E/s1600/Stinky%2BFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676728148543878002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilS-D_5RglI/TsfKLKxrM3I/AAAAAAAAcAs/8q3bQ8eVr2E/s400/Stinky%2BFace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-R6GUIjseo/TsfKLGu8kmI/AAAAAAAAcAY/AQbL-8QwhII/s1600/Stinky%2BFace%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676728147458691682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-R6GUIjseo/TsfKLGu8kmI/AAAAAAAAcAY/AQbL-8QwhII/s400/Stinky%2BFace%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q70A7UfpyIM/TsfKK-wRuWI/AAAAAAAAcAQ/DhGuhFJhUro/s1600/DSCN4368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676728145316788578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q70A7UfpyIM/TsfKK-wRuWI/AAAAAAAAcAQ/DhGuhFJhUro/s400/DSCN4368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, my wonderful child," said Mama as she tucked me in. But I had a question.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Mama, but Mama, what if I were a super smelly skunk, and I smelled so bad that my name was &lt;em&gt;STINKY FACE??? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then I would give you a bath and sprinkle you with sweet-smelling powder. And if you still smelled bad, I wouldn't mind, and I would hug you tight and whisper in your ear, '&lt;em&gt;I love you, Stinky face'&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the story that I read Macen from the time I found out I was having a boy. The night that I was home with him, I read it to him, and as he grew he would giggle every time I got to the Stinky Face part of the book. We still call him "Stinky" (sometimes for a different reason) Today, I am so thankful for my "Stinky Face" and for the many many stories that I have been able to read to him. I am so thankful for the many stories that he is able to read to me! So Macen..."&lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU STINKY FACE"&lt;/em&gt; (and I always will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3607927560808185849-7443177219378686980?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7443177219378686980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7443177219378686980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7443177219378686980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7443177219378686980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/s-stinky-face-how-i-love-you.html' title='&quot;S&quot; Stinky Face, how I love you!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilS-D_5RglI/TsfKLKxrM3I/AAAAAAAAcAs/8q3bQ8eVr2E/s72-c/Stinky%2BFace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1448891366387601318</id><published>2011-11-18T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:57:18.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"R" Today, it's all about Regis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05VUD1ZmL-g/Tsabq_XfYvI/AAAAAAAAcAE/6BILnWRT4Ys/s1600/Regis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676395543213859570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05VUD1ZmL-g/Tsabq_XfYvI/AAAAAAAAcAE/6BILnWRT4Ys/s400/Regis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_s67JOjtNjc/TsabqYp0PeI/AAAAAAAAb_4/LpgvmxKYK24/s1600/regis-philbin-portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676395532821741026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_s67JOjtNjc/TsabqYp0PeI/AAAAAAAAb_4/LpgvmxKYK24/s400/regis-philbin-portrait.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds silly. I mean, for goodness sake, I don't even know the man..but for 20 years he has made me laugh! I watched him during the "Kathy Lee" years, I smiled while he searched for a co-host, I loved him during the "Kelly" years..and I have smiled every time he's on Letterman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today he said goodbye..and I have to admit, my day seems a little emptier. So, though I don't know you Regis, I am thankful for the smiles you have given me!&lt;br /&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/3607927560808185849-1448891366387601318?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1448891366387601318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1448891366387601318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1448891366387601318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1448891366387601318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/r-today-its-all-about-regis.html' title='&quot;R&quot; Today, it&apos;s all about Regis'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05VUD1ZmL-g/Tsabq_XfYvI/AAAAAAAAcAE/6BILnWRT4Ys/s72-c/Regis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3524022567378706599</id><published>2011-11-17T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T07:01:22.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Q" Today I am thankful for "Quickies"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nyROZGR1V8/TsUhN66LgQI/AAAAAAAAb_s/tQao51cs7nw/s1600/Quote%252520of%252520the%252520Day%2525202-5-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675979428405674242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nyROZGR1V8/TsUhN66LgQI/AAAAAAAAb_s/tQao51cs7nw/s400/Quote%252520of%252520the%252520Day%2525202-5-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been with my husband for 13 years. He's an amazing man..and we really do have a great relationship. That being said, I have no problems blogging about the fact that I love Quickies. I do. He and I are so busy with other things, that sometimes a quickie is the only time we can be alone together. I am thankful that even after 13 years, I love to be with my husband!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3524022567378706599?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3524022567378706599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3524022567378706599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3524022567378706599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3524022567378706599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/q-today-i-am-thankful-for-quickies.html' title='&quot;Q&quot; Today I am thankful for &quot;Quickies&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nyROZGR1V8/TsUhN66LgQI/AAAAAAAAb_s/tQao51cs7nw/s72-c/Quote%252520of%252520the%252520Day%2525202-5-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8968765430002081154</id><published>2011-11-16T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:43:00.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"P" Pam: Practically Perfect Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEWXYRE5rNQ/TsQQ9Q_Rn7I/AAAAAAAAb_g/L781L8EJFzk/s1600/military-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675680075112095666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEWXYRE5rNQ/TsQQ9Q_Rn7I/AAAAAAAAb_g/L781L8EJFzk/s400/military-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mewfn3a9EXU/TsQQ8aph_iI/AAAAAAAAb_Y/mlOglqtkI90/s1600/military%2Bwife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675680060525379106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mewfn3a9EXU/TsQQ8aph_iI/AAAAAAAAb_Y/mlOglqtkI90/s400/military%2Bwife.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5id8JYIOOtM/TsQQ8aVk1jI/AAAAAAAAb_A/AFt7a-Vwtp0/s1600/pamblog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675680060441679410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5id8JYIOOtM/TsQQ8aVk1jI/AAAAAAAAb_A/AFt7a-Vwtp0/s400/pamblog1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMBJ7IJuMzk/TsQQ8G32L8I/AAAAAAAAb-4/GyAqtZRbG5A/s1600/pamblog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675680055216713666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMBJ7IJuMzk/TsQQ8G32L8I/AAAAAAAAb-4/GyAqtZRbG5A/s400/pamblog2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVuGp-rLko0/TsQQ8FaOT0I/AAAAAAAAb-w/zboKryJLOvs/s1600/pamblog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675680054824030018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVuGp-rLko0/TsQQ8FaOT0I/AAAAAAAAb-w/zboKryJLOvs/s400/pamblog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I celebrate Pam! This woman is my role model..heck, she's a role model for a lot of people. She has been a Navy Wife for 30 years! I can't even imagine that..she seems so young! She must have gotten married at birth!! She shows us gals married to sailors how to stay strong. She shows us how to stand straight and proud for the work our husbands do. She shows ME how to be a good Navy Wife. She's an amazing mom, and an even more amazing friend! She just started he own blog today..and it's fantastic..if you feel like reading a little bit about her life check out :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pam-forschfollies.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-being-navy-wife.html" target="_blank" _yuid="yui_3_1_1_3_132147247648466"&gt;http://pam-forschfollies.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-being-navy-wife.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway..Today I want Pam, and all of you to know how very THANKFUL I am that she is in my life. I love you Pam-a-lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3607927560808185849-8968765430002081154?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8968765430002081154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8968765430002081154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8968765430002081154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8968765430002081154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/p-pam-practically-perfect-person.html' title='&quot;P&quot; Pam: Practically Perfect Person'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEWXYRE5rNQ/TsQQ9Q_Rn7I/AAAAAAAAb_g/L781L8EJFzk/s72-c/military-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5874095218166594954</id><published>2011-11-15T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:33:41.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"O" ....Oh what should I choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOV_vHDYlzE/TsMDhHz-MfI/AAAAAAAAb-k/6alhX29ela4/s1600/OPtimism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675383822984557042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOV_vHDYlzE/TsMDhHz-MfI/AAAAAAAAb-k/6alhX29ela4/s400/OPtimism.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzNuFJlEh3c/TsMDgz6RxgI/AAAAAAAAb-U/zb2-eEOO_Wg/s1600/optimism4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675383817642296834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzNuFJlEh3c/TsMDgz6RxgI/AAAAAAAAb-U/zb2-eEOO_Wg/s400/optimism4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6mvs9hizJ4/TsMDgv5wq9I/AAAAAAAAb-I/hhIAYdn9S1A/s1600/optimism2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675383816566385618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6mvs9hizJ4/TsMDgv5wq9I/AAAAAAAAb-I/hhIAYdn9S1A/s400/optimism2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yirBHnyn9I0/TsMDgkYUB1I/AAAAAAAAb-A/TU6VC5UFcLA/s1600/optimism3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675383813473306450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yirBHnyn9I0/TsMDgkYUB1I/AAAAAAAAb-A/TU6VC5UFcLA/s400/optimism3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the letter "O" and I couldn't decide what I was thankful for...Obama (Yes I STILL love our President) Oprah (She fascinates me) Opinions (you know I have many) Oxygen (you know we need it) Another "O" that I can't say on this blog..but you all know what it is..but, after all those choices, I realized that I am actually the most thankful for OPTIMISM. I think it's so important..and I think I am a really optimistic person. So, today, on this lovely "O" blog..I am very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt; that I am thankful for my optimism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5874095218166594954?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5874095218166594954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5874095218166594954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5874095218166594954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5874095218166594954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-oh-what-should-i-choose.html' title='&quot;O&quot; ....Oh what should I choose'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOV_vHDYlzE/TsMDhHz-MfI/AAAAAAAAb-k/6alhX29ela4/s72-c/OPtimism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8915216648347969404</id><published>2011-11-14T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:19:36.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, the letter "N"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSoaTsYj1b0/TsFzRLUJafI/AAAAAAAAb90/qpG7Tk97iIQ/s1600/Sunshine.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674943744395799026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSoaTsYj1b0/TsFzRLUJafI/AAAAAAAAb90/qpG7Tk97iIQ/s400/Sunshine.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhvtqYaULmw/TsFzQ66TZZI/AAAAAAAAb9k/zg8f4SWUWwA/s1600/friends.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674943739992434066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhvtqYaULmw/TsFzQ66TZZI/AAAAAAAAb9k/zg8f4SWUWwA/s400/friends.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1k4_qg-7uaQ/TsFzQ7Oq09I/AAAAAAAAb9c/YLPt_s2i8ug/s1600/BFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674943740077855698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1k4_qg-7uaQ/TsFzQ7Oq09I/AAAAAAAAb9c/YLPt_s2i8ug/s400/BFF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best friend Nan...yup...I am very thankful for this chick! She makes me happy. She's an amazing person. I miss her so much. I keep telling her she's gonna have to be my sister wife so she can live wherever I do. She is so awesome. She is the brains behind the operation. She is the jelly to my peanut butter. She is the knot in my rope. She is the beer to my glass, the macaroni to my cheese. I know that I mentioned her on the "F" post, but I love her sooo much that she gets her own post today. She really does make my heart smile! So, Nan, my friend, please remember how much I adore you! I love you and I WILL see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8915216648347969404?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8915216648347969404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8915216648347969404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8915216648347969404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8915216648347969404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-letter-n.html' title='Today, the letter &quot;N&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSoaTsYj1b0/TsFzRLUJafI/AAAAAAAAb90/qpG7Tk97iIQ/s72-c/Sunshine.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-18673127182363047</id><published>2011-11-13T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T06:51:46.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M is for MY MOM!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSTUyL7ujbo/Tr_VwwboVQI/AAAAAAAAb80/e2GW_uVNYuI/s1600/I%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674489089121342722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSTUyL7ujbo/Tr_VwwboVQI/AAAAAAAAb80/e2GW_uVNYuI/s400/I%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bmom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utWHd7InJvo/Tr_VwrxxzII/AAAAAAAAb8o/xinhgK221zA/s1600/tulips1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674489087872060546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utWHd7InJvo/Tr_VwrxxzII/AAAAAAAAb8o/xinhgK221zA/s400/tulips1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8vxQ4lhUCw/Tr_VwA3gPEI/AAAAAAAAb8c/DOUoGqE_qbc/s1600/Wadley_Family_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674489076353350722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8vxQ4lhUCw/Tr_VwA3gPEI/AAAAAAAAb8c/DOUoGqE_qbc/s400/Wadley_Family_100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_klkaGUU_s/Tr_Vv1QNEoI/AAAAAAAAb8Q/1q_taxIBaMw/s1600/000_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674489073235726978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_klkaGUU_s/Tr_Vv1QNEoI/AAAAAAAAb8Q/1q_taxIBaMw/s400/000_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDFp0MniYQ0/Tr_VveLrxII/AAAAAAAAb8E/R5UxH7oUj2I/s1600/DSCN4176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674489067042751618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDFp0MniYQ0/Tr_VveLrxII/AAAAAAAAb8E/R5UxH7oUj2I/s400/DSCN4176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many people in my life that I am thankful for...but there is one that stands above the rest..and since today's letter is "M" it is fitting that I dedicate today's posting to that one person...My MOM! I love my mom. Growing up with a person like my mom was an adventure. Her costumes, her laugh, her singing, her cleaning, her decorating, her humor. She is such an amazing woman! I am so thankful to have a mom like mine! She makes me smile. She makes my heart happy all the time. She is my role-model, my friend, my teacher (and my student) This is a woman who can do anything she sets her mind to do. She gives me courage to stand up for what I believe. She allows me to be the person that I am. I know there are times she just shakes her head and wonders why I do the things I do..but she also bows her head to pray for my safety. I love my mom. She is who I hope to be most like as I go on my path of life. Thank you mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I often go walking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in meadows of clover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I gather armfuls of blossoms of blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gather the blossoms &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole meadow over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear mother all flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;O mother, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give you my love with each flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To give forth sweet fragrance a whole lifetime through;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For if I love blossoms and meadows and walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I learn how to love them, dear mother, from you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/3607927560808185849-18673127182363047?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/18673127182363047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=18673127182363047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/18673127182363047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/18673127182363047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/m-is-for-my-mom.html' title='M is for MY MOM!!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSTUyL7ujbo/Tr_VwwboVQI/AAAAAAAAb80/e2GW_uVNYuI/s72-c/I%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bmom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5556357808693941534</id><published>2011-11-12T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T06:19:08.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"L" I am Thankful for LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmxKBo9M9hE/Tr5-M17a5FI/AAAAAAAAb7s/TgypzMvsw04/s1600/freedom%2B1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674111339633239122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmxKBo9M9hE/Tr5-M17a5FI/AAAAAAAAb7s/TgypzMvsw04/s400/freedom%2B1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIAbI5GeyKE/Tr5-MoPKnTI/AAAAAAAAb7k/lTOIuqdqVQg/s1600/lovenotes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674111335957962034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIAbI5GeyKE/Tr5-MoPKnTI/AAAAAAAAb7k/lTOIuqdqVQg/s400/lovenotes1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Nm-sq1xhjk/Tr5-MZpyFqI/AAAAAAAAb7Y/MV67HWFB5JA/s1600/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674111332043069090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Nm-sq1xhjk/Tr5-MZpyFqI/AAAAAAAAb7Y/MV67HWFB5JA/s400/wow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8r2tLl4mT0/Tr5-L5ZjCnI/AAAAAAAAb7Q/RawINVQNoig/s1600/loveblog%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674111323385039474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8r2tLl4mT0/Tr5-L5ZjCnI/AAAAAAAAb7Q/RawINVQNoig/s400/loveblog%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPF2BEgtp1Q/Tr5-LgDR0gI/AAAAAAAAb7A/DyVcMQl-JbI/s1600/love%2Bblog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674111316580749826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPF2BEgtp1Q/Tr5-LgDR0gI/AAAAAAAAb7A/DyVcMQl-JbI/s400/love%2Bblog1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love LOVE! I do. In every form! I love the way I love husband and he loves me. I love the way we both love Macen..and he loves us. I love the way animals love their owners..even when the owners are schmucks. I love friendship love. I love family love. I love LOVE! It's the best feeling in the world..and nothing can hurt as much as a loss of someone you love. Love is the greatest gift given to us. Love is the best when it is unconditional. I love LOVE! Today, show your love to anyone and everyone you see. Love is best when given away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5556357808693941534?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5556357808693941534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5556357808693941534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5556357808693941534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5556357808693941534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/l-i-am-thankful-for-love.html' title='&quot;L&quot; I am Thankful for LOVE'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmxKBo9M9hE/Tr5-M17a5FI/AAAAAAAAb7s/TgypzMvsw04/s72-c/freedom%2B1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5108827046287626881</id><published>2011-11-11T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:40:04.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"K" Part 2.."Kickin' it with History"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fQSHDJOyHg/Tr1Nm8ciz2I/AAAAAAAAb6w/HPOrn7bxMok/s1600/historic-yorktown_8460_r2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673776437012909922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fQSHDJOyHg/Tr1Nm8ciz2I/AAAAAAAAb6w/HPOrn7bxMok/s400/historic-yorktown_8460_r2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-yLRJdFlLI/Tr1NmWtiL9I/AAAAAAAAb6o/kbAc6OS6GIY/s1600/Dudley%2BDiggs%2BHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673776426883624914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-yLRJdFlLI/Tr1NmWtiL9I/AAAAAAAAb6o/kbAc6OS6GIY/s400/Dudley%2BDiggs%2BHouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DOxKlP4kl5k/Tr1NmJWopVI/AAAAAAAAb6c/eua86O3-1PY/s1600/DSCN4362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673776423297918290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DOxKlP4kl5k/Tr1NmJWopVI/AAAAAAAAb6c/eua86O3-1PY/s400/DSCN4362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFcOkj4Iykw/Tr1Nl6krMUI/AAAAAAAAb6Q/DHnSv4vVyVU/s1600/DSCN4360-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673776419330273602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFcOkj4Iykw/Tr1Nl6krMUI/AAAAAAAAb6Q/DHnSv4vVyVU/s400/DSCN4360-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7wPy6er-H-A/Tr1NlkQBaSI/AAAAAAAAb6E/pVN8G4ojxbg/s1600/DSCN4361-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673776413338069282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7wPy6er-H-A/Tr1NlkQBaSI/AAAAAAAAb6E/pVN8G4ojxbg/s400/DSCN4361-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know..I LOVE HISTORY..especially American History. I can't get enough of it. I am so blessed to live in such a historic place, and I am so grateful for that. I love Yorktown. The history of the Revolutionary war fascinates me! There are days that I like to just walk through the town and see all the landmarks. I like to sight see. I love to sit on the battlefield and imagine the battles fought. I am thankful that I have parents who inspired me to learn about our past. I am thankful that I have been given opportunities to see these amazing places. Today is Veterans day, and I can't think of a better place to live than in the town where our "Original Veterans" fought and died for our freedom from tyranny. I am honored to know so many veterans who continue the battle for not just American freedom, but for human freedom as well. So today, I would like to tell all Veterans and their families..you KICK BUTT.. (I had to get the "K" in there) and Thank you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5108827046287626881?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5108827046287626881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5108827046287626881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5108827046287626881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5108827046287626881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/k-part-2kickin-it-with-history.html' title='&quot;K&quot; Part 2..&quot;Kickin&apos; it with History&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fQSHDJOyHg/Tr1Nm8ciz2I/AAAAAAAAb6w/HPOrn7bxMok/s72-c/historic-yorktown_8460_r2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3103354051026217993</id><published>2011-11-11T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:10:47.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"K" Part 1..Happy Birthday Kaylee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQZ6sAnOy-4/Tr1Lj0n8E3I/AAAAAAAAb50/mlUAhrblBCY/s1600/kaylee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673774184350356338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQZ6sAnOy-4/Tr1Lj0n8E3I/AAAAAAAAb50/mlUAhrblBCY/s400/kaylee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtExycYv_us/Tr1LjyS019I/AAAAAAAAb5s/_SRDn4kGU8E/s1600/kaylee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673774183724931026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtExycYv_us/Tr1LjyS019I/AAAAAAAAb5s/_SRDn4kGU8E/s400/kaylee2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my beautiful niece turned 17! Wow! How could she get that old and I stay so young? Let me tell you a little about this young woman..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is amazing. She is talented, she is loving, she is beautiful. She likes to cook, and she's good at it. She has a smile that can light up the sky. She has such a great sense of humor. She's got a sailors mouth (I think she got that from me..sorry Kim) She is so much fun to talk to. She works hard. She's great with kids. This little girl that I love has become a woman that I am proud to call my friend. Happy Birthday Kaylee! I am very thankful to have you in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3607927560808185849-3103354051026217993?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3103354051026217993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3103354051026217993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3103354051026217993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3103354051026217993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/k-part-1happy-birthday-kaylee.html' title='&quot;K&quot; Part 1..Happy Birthday Kaylee'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQZ6sAnOy-4/Tr1Lj0n8E3I/AAAAAAAAb50/mlUAhrblBCY/s72-c/kaylee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7971302826036488040</id><published>2011-11-09T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T19:21:18.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, the letter "J"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rDqLcBafvJI/TrtaehyPI4I/AAAAAAAAb5g/2yEboFMm8no/s1600/latterchatter_gp18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673227636114924418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rDqLcBafvJI/TrtaehyPI4I/AAAAAAAAb5g/2yEboFMm8no/s400/latterchatter_gp18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ylCCY6CK0s/TrtaeJFRm8I/AAAAAAAAb5U/b3WMdFIhV4Q/s1600/Amazing-and-Unbeliavable-Pencil-Art-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673227629483891650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ylCCY6CK0s/TrtaeJFRm8I/AAAAAAAAb5U/b3WMdFIhV4Q/s400/Amazing-and-Unbeliavable-Pencil-Art-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9tlHQ0nlFs/TrtadwvB3uI/AAAAAAAAb5I/kEVvnPcH5so/s1600/A%2Bfavorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673227622948134626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9tlHQ0nlFs/TrtadwvB3uI/AAAAAAAAb5I/kEVvnPcH5so/s400/A%2Bfavorite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvZO-3UXqaA/TrtaduBiPrI/AAAAAAAAb48/L3oT1CmaMfs/s1600/Pensil_drawing_of_Jesus_holding_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673227622220447410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvZO-3UXqaA/TrtaduBiPrI/AAAAAAAAb48/L3oT1CmaMfs/s400/Pensil_drawing_of_Jesus_holding_baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uCrOM7aVDU/TrtadlPy-kI/AAAAAAAAb4w/QG-eXbXiN6c/s1600/friends-zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673227619864345154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uCrOM7aVDU/TrtadlPy-kI/AAAAAAAAb4w/QG-eXbXiN6c/s400/friends-zoom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I am a very sarcastic, humor seeking, push the envelope, cross the line, break the rules kind of girl. But today, I want to be a little serious. I am very thankful for Jesus Christ. I love my faith in him. I love the blessings I have received because of him. I truly believe that I am never alone..even in my darkest hours. I love that I can feel his arms around my shoulders, and his hand over my mouth! I love the knowledge that my sweet baby girl is with him, and that I will see her again. I am thankful for Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am proud to be a Christian. No matter what some may say about my faith, I KNOW what I believe. I believe in Jesus Christ. So, if you are reading this blog, and I know you are, take a little time today to give him thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't say it enough, but I am so very thankful for all of you. May you have a blessed day today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are the words to one of my most favorite hymns..I sing it, hum it, whistle it whenever I am doubting myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me,Confused at the grace that so fully He proffers me;I tremble to know that for me He was crucified,That for me, a sinner, He suffered, He bled and died.&lt;br /&gt;O it is wonderful that He should care for me Enough to die for me! O it is wonderful, wonderful to me!&lt;br /&gt;I marvel that He would descend from His throne &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;divine, to&lt;/span&gt; rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine;That He should extend His great love unto such as I,Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O it is wonderful that He should care for me Enough to die for me! O it is wonderful, wonderful to me&lt;br /&gt;I think of His side, pierced and bleeding to pay the debt,Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?No, no! I will praise and adore at the mercy seat,And testify all my desires He doth fully meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O it is wonderful that He should care for me Enough to die for me! O it is wonderful,wonderful to me.&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/3607927560808185849-7971302826036488040?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7971302826036488040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7971302826036488040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7971302826036488040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7971302826036488040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-letter-j.html' title='Today, the letter &quot;J&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rDqLcBafvJI/TrtaehyPI4I/AAAAAAAAb5g/2yEboFMm8no/s72-c/latterchatter_gp18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5864211963106874420</id><published>2011-11-09T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:16:09.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I" I am Thankful for my IN-LAWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05GfsDxyenE/TrriaEJiZOI/AAAAAAAAb4c/KUu9PaVV-9c/s1600/ilu_much.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095618044781794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05GfsDxyenE/TrriaEJiZOI/AAAAAAAAb4c/KUu9PaVV-9c/s400/ilu_much.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jifBazU2QdU/TrriZgTOtbI/AAAAAAAAb4U/BEwMZ0LhfeU/s1600/DSCN4161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095608421758386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jifBazU2QdU/TrriZgTOtbI/AAAAAAAAb4U/BEwMZ0LhfeU/s400/DSCN4161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father-in-law..what a man. Hardworking and funny! Best role model I could want for my husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPG2lIZ-KVo/TrriZcSXWKI/AAAAAAAAb4I/8rlAfhDmfGQ/s1600/Inlawblog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095607344388258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPG2lIZ-KVo/TrriZcSXWKI/AAAAAAAAb4I/8rlAfhDmfGQ/s400/Inlawblog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother-in-law...what can I say? SHE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LbEiML--y8o/TrriHvx05kI/AAAAAAAAb34/qBKeDLWzfdQ/s1600/inlawblog4"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095303338976834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LbEiML--y8o/TrriHvx05kI/AAAAAAAAb34/qBKeDLWzfdQ/s400/inlawblog4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy (with his wife Danyele) He's Grants "Brother from another mother" We adore this man. It doesn't matter how long it's been since Grant sees him, they act like no time has passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2q_kTREPVY/TrriHSs27bI/AAAAAAAAb3o/2AtMWm9g40U/s1600/inlawblog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095295533510066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2q_kTREPVY/TrriHSs27bI/AAAAAAAAb3o/2AtMWm9g40U/s400/inlawblog2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gina..Gina Gina Gina. She is so talented. She is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDNBZLeetsg/TrriHcvygsI/AAAAAAAAb3g/bsGmeTkqg1Y/s1600/inlawblog5"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095298230158018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDNBZLeetsg/TrriHcvygsI/AAAAAAAAb3g/bsGmeTkqg1Y/s400/inlawblog5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich..the man, the myth, the legend. We adore him (and his family) He is the hardest working guy I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iD7clNTL1Xk/TrriG7HtYNI/AAAAAAAAb3U/kB9iCn5ieFs/s1600/inlawblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095289203679442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iD7clNTL1Xk/TrriG7HtYNI/AAAAAAAAb3U/kB9iCn5ieFs/s400/inlawblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan. he likes me best out of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;allllll&lt;/span&gt; the in-laws...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;. He puts up with so much..and that is why I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QknC6gZl5II/TrriGusOXWI/AAAAAAAAb3I/mTg-4hNVtJo/s1600/inlawblog7"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673095285867175266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QknC6gZl5II/TrriGusOXWI/AAAAAAAAb3I/mTg-4hNVtJo/s400/inlawblog7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..Sara. Oh Sara. You are the greatest sister-in-law a girl could want! Keep taking care of that brother of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5864211963106874420?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5864211963106874420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5864211963106874420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5864211963106874420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5864211963106874420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-i-am-thankful-for-my-in-laws.html' title='&quot;I&quot; I am Thankful for my IN-LAWS'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05GfsDxyenE/TrriaEJiZOI/AAAAAAAAb4c/KUu9PaVV-9c/s72-c/ilu_much.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5033485795261237420</id><published>2011-11-08T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T06:58:55.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"H" I am Thankful for my "Husband"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyYkNq92fbI/TrlCVVBirxI/AAAAAAAAb18/NK0HudhI4iQ/s1600/I%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bhusband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672638139838148370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyYkNq92fbI/TrlCVVBirxI/AAAAAAAAb18/NK0HudhI4iQ/s400/I%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bhusband.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1PO7OIJUhJc/TrlCUOOwNNI/AAAAAAAAb1w/sX8b2iwCId8/s1600/grantblog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672638120834643154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1PO7OIJUhJc/TrlCUOOwNNI/AAAAAAAAb1w/sX8b2iwCId8/s400/grantblog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EZFtf4aFsg/TrlCSuYxecI/AAAAAAAAb1k/STr39g4wpFI/s1600/grantblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672638095106865602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EZFtf4aFsg/TrlCSuYxecI/AAAAAAAAb1k/STr39g4wpFI/s400/grantblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oipg5p-_-qA/TrlCRZZSoKI/AAAAAAAAb1Y/Xf1qqff5ICA/s1600/grantblog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672638072292024482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oipg5p-_-qA/TrlCRZZSoKI/AAAAAAAAb1Y/Xf1qqff5ICA/s400/grantblog4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cB-AAmo4m70/TrlCQdgugRI/AAAAAAAAb1M/lBG2-VgiHw8/s1600/blog%2Bgrant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672638056217084178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cB-AAmo4m70/TrlCQdgugRI/AAAAAAAAb1M/lBG2-VgiHw8/s400/blog%2Bgrant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of my most favorite things to be thankful for. My amazing, gorgeous, funny, faithful, strong, hard working, loving, hot, awesome husband! Oh! How I love this man. He makes me smile every day, even when he's hundreds of miles away. He is am amazing dad..Macen is just like him..humor and all! He works so hard, and works such long hours, but he still drives home every night to be with me! I wake up every morning happy that he's mine! I love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/3607927560808185849-5033485795261237420?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5033485795261237420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5033485795261237420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5033485795261237420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5033485795261237420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/h-i-am-thankful-for-my-husband.html' title='&quot;H&quot; I am Thankful for my &quot;Husband&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyYkNq92fbI/TrlCVVBirxI/AAAAAAAAb18/NK0HudhI4iQ/s72-c/I%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bhusband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-9014031814341599377</id><published>2011-11-07T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:21:49.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"G" I am Thankful for my GREAT GRANDMA Fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OwV_BCHMvQA/Trg07ID4CfI/AAAAAAAAb1A/E_eUlnk2030/s1600/an%2Bold%2Bpicture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672341921053805042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OwV_BCHMvQA/Trg07ID4CfI/AAAAAAAAb1A/E_eUlnk2030/s400/an%2Bold%2Bpicture.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of my Mom, my Uncle Doug, and my Great Grandma Fail. I am sad to say I never got to meet her..but if any of you knew my Grandma Johnson, or if you are lucky enough to know my mom, you can imagine how great my Great Grandma was. I can only imagine her humor, her charm, her love. She must have been AWESOME!!! (I know, there's that word again..but I love anything AWESOME) So, today, I am thankful for my Great Grandma...and for all the great women who came before me! I hope to make you proud!&lt;br /&gt;My mom, after reading this posted a memory of my Great Grandma on Facebook, so I had to share it..this is what my mom wrote:&lt;br /&gt;"She lived alone in an apartment building in SLC. She babysit for income and on her days off she would walk to the temple. She would come and take care of us on each new baby. I asked her once,"grandma don't you get lonesome?" she would answer, "Kaylene I just open the door and say God I'm home" and he took care of the rest." Thank you mom..I love stories like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-9014031814341599377?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/9014031814341599377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=9014031814341599377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/9014031814341599377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/9014031814341599377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/g-i-am-thankful-for-my-great-grandma.html' title='&quot;G&quot; I am Thankful for my GREAT GRANDMA Fail'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OwV_BCHMvQA/Trg07ID4CfI/AAAAAAAAb1A/E_eUlnk2030/s72-c/an%2Bold%2Bpicture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8072337355453392298</id><published>2011-11-06T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T07:03:34.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"F" is for Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5NHD_PMBuk/Trc21LBY7nI/AAAAAAAAb00/-KgRzqm8HMk/s1600/i%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672062542816013938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5NHD_PMBuk/Trc21LBY7nI/AAAAAAAAb00/-KgRzqm8HMk/s400/i%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRs0g0K_hso/Trc20068ZwI/AAAAAAAAb0k/qYGL1bxvv5k/s1600/Wadley_Family_76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672062536883398402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRs0g0K_hso/Trc20068ZwI/AAAAAAAAb0k/qYGL1bxvv5k/s400/Wadley_Family_76.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mf3ZdTeWAHg/Trc201Gr8AI/AAAAAAAAb0c/N1_k14qR_Ic/s1600/familyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672062536932651010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mf3ZdTeWAHg/Trc201Gr8AI/AAAAAAAAb0c/N1_k14qR_Ic/s400/familyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1nWLOFViCM/Trc20KopqiI/AAAAAAAAb0Q/V8Rc6h-PmhI/s1600/my%2Bfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672062525532383778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1nWLOFViCM/Trc20KopqiI/AAAAAAAAb0Q/V8Rc6h-PmhI/s400/my%2Bfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oju_vAV13D8/Trc2z91QlZI/AAAAAAAAb0E/husggkcZS8A/s1600/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672062522095605138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oju_vAV13D8/Trc2z91QlZI/AAAAAAAAb0E/husggkcZS8A/s400/family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love my family! We really do put the "FUN" in dysfunctional! We are all so different, and yet so very much the same! I miss you all so very much. I tell Macen so many stories about us growing up I'm pretty sure he thinks you all made me crazy! I look forward to the time when we can all be together again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8072337355453392298?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8072337355453392298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8072337355453392298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8072337355453392298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8072337355453392298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/f-is-for-family.html' title='&quot;F&quot; is for Family'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5NHD_PMBuk/Trc21LBY7nI/AAAAAAAAb00/-KgRzqm8HMk/s72-c/i%2Blove%2Bmy%2Bfamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7889384755694335386</id><published>2011-11-06T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:10:13.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"F" I am VERY Thankful for my FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD3fmQplagE/TrcvW-BZhVI/AAAAAAAAbzE/r6jOsQatMFw/s1600/BFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672054327348921682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD3fmQplagE/TrcvW-BZhVI/AAAAAAAAbzE/r6jOsQatMFw/s400/BFF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672054324381641778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQpRS8uBrYw/TrcvWy98bDI/AAAAAAAAby8/Wg2y37773J0/s400/Angela.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRYuZH4_03g/TrcvV7Pob8I/AAAAAAAAby0/bK3EjhiwhBg/s1600/Halloween%2Bparty%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672054309423443906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRYuZH4_03g/TrcvV7Pob8I/AAAAAAAAby0/bK3EjhiwhBg/s400/Halloween%2Bparty%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hhXykGIhmDg/TrcvVSgpqFI/AAAAAAAAbyk/lwMHsyDcAos/s1600/Friends%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672054298488973394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hhXykGIhmDg/TrcvVSgpqFI/AAAAAAAAbyk/lwMHsyDcAos/s400/Friends%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great letter..because I have Two things I am Thankful for..the First, my family..Read the post above..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Second?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends...I love my friends! I think that I have the greatest friends in the world. I only have enough space to put some pictures up, but I have so many amazing friends. Nan..She's the best friend a girl could ask for. Pam? Courtney? Wendy? Jana? You made my life so fun in Fallon...you still make it fun through Facebook. Santana and Cat..You make Virginia bearable! Beth, Susan, Kathleen...Old friends are always the greatest! Dru, Amy, Al, Misty, Bobby..(and Beth again) Camp Waziyatah holds my fondest memories! Angela...still the best Maid of Honor! Donna Darlene? One of the most incredible woman I have ever met. Nettie, Julie, Patty, Linda, Lisa Kent..You are all sooo big hearted and amazing! Tiffany..YOU ARE GREAT..(I will never do AYSO again though!! )Dan, Mark, David..Amazing men that I grew up with. (I think Dan and Dave ruined a few dates for me) The Sonju family...Grant and I admire you so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that as the day goes on I will think of a million more people, but for now, let me just say to all my Friends..."You complete me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-7889384755694335386?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7889384755694335386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7889384755694335386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7889384755694335386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7889384755694335386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/f-i-am-very-thankful-for-my-friends.html' title='&quot;F&quot; I am VERY Thankful for my FRIENDS'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lD3fmQplagE/TrcvW-BZhVI/AAAAAAAAbzE/r6jOsQatMFw/s72-c/BFF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3195392353471765697</id><published>2011-11-05T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T07:07:43.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"E" I am Thankful for EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoJY3wCgY1s/TrVCnA8UliI/AAAAAAAAbx0/BpkDb5XU2iY/s1600/Dear%2BGod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671512543778346530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoJY3wCgY1s/TrVCnA8UliI/AAAAAAAAbx0/BpkDb5XU2iY/s400/Dear%2BGod.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything. Good, bad...I am thankful for it all, because it's my life. I have had an amazing life. Some of it was hard, some of it was boring..but most of the time, it was AWESOME! So today, I will not ask for anything, I will just be happy with what I already have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3195392353471765697?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3195392353471765697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3195392353471765697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3195392353471765697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3195392353471765697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-i-am-thankful-for-everything.html' title='&quot;E&quot; I am Thankful for EVERYTHING'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoJY3wCgY1s/TrVCnA8UliI/AAAAAAAAbx0/BpkDb5XU2iY/s72-c/Dear%2BGod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2815669549343025601</id><published>2011-11-03T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:21:45.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"D" I am Thankful for my "DAD"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Coo9q9x7hEM/TrNm_m2iaCI/AAAAAAAAbxo/_XeIt-h4YmE/s1600/number-1-dad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670989598736672802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Coo9q9x7hEM/TrNm_m2iaCI/AAAAAAAAbxo/_XeIt-h4YmE/s400/number-1-dad.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl3JVRKnyeU/TrNm-xLxUwI/AAAAAAAAbxc/sL8sPzXVT68/s1600/best-dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670989584330216194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl3JVRKnyeU/TrNm-xLxUwI/AAAAAAAAbxc/sL8sPzXVT68/s400/best-dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WF8rNREpnpE/TrNm-dfSGbI/AAAAAAAAbxQ/PUHExc9hKiA/s1600/DSCN4151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670989579043346866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WF8rNREpnpE/TrNm-dfSGbI/AAAAAAAAbxQ/PUHExc9hKiA/s400/DSCN4151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dads and Daughters &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Reginald Holmes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole volumes have been written of fathers and their sons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why must daughters and their dads be such forgotten ones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are special ties that bind a daughter to her dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a certain kind of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;feeling that&lt;/span&gt; sons have never had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She goes to dad for counsel when things get out of hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She knows he has the answers,that he will understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From him she gets her courage;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she thrives upon his praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sometimes takes advantage of his kind, loving ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With due respect to Mother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today I'm proud and glad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to write a little poem about a daughter and her Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this poem because it's me and my dad. He's always been there for me. He gets mad, he gets frustrated, and then he forgives..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I'm his favorite (Just don't tell my sisters)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, today, I want the world to know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so Thankful for my Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/3607927560808185849-2815669549343025601?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2815669549343025601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2815669549343025601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2815669549343025601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2815669549343025601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/d-i-am-thankful-for-my-dad.html' title='&quot;D&quot; I am Thankful for my &quot;DAD&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Coo9q9x7hEM/TrNm_m2iaCI/AAAAAAAAbxo/_XeIt-h4YmE/s72-c/number-1-dad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3896691574083574828</id><published>2011-11-03T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:23:21.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"C" I am thankful for Challenges</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqNJ2Dq4jbc/TrM9yhcOPPI/AAAAAAAAbxE/9WGR5RBKvUg/s1600/challenges-quotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670944293969083634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqNJ2Dq4jbc/TrM9yhcOPPI/AAAAAAAAbxE/9WGR5RBKvUg/s400/challenges-quotes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvUW5C51Yfo/TrM9yGpXtQI/AAAAAAAAbw4/GkNzlkFDS6I/s1600/Challenge%2Bwith%2Ba%2Bfrog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670944286776472834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvUW5C51Yfo/TrM9yGpXtQI/AAAAAAAAbw4/GkNzlkFDS6I/s400/Challenge%2Bwith%2Ba%2Bfrog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nWKrxZtU2IE/TrM9xhQ1NYI/AAAAAAAAbws/k3HPl7YPy-w/s1600/challenges-adversity-demotivational-poster-1254347798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670944276741436802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nWKrxZtU2IE/TrM9xhQ1NYI/AAAAAAAAbws/k3HPl7YPy-w/s400/challenges-adversity-demotivational-poster-1254347798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, CHALLENGES. They remind me that I still have so much to learn. They tell me that I have so much life to live. If things were always easy what fun would it be? Challenges make things exciting! They make me take a big breath and dig in. I am thankful for my challenges..whatever (or whoever) they might be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3896691574083574828?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3896691574083574828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3896691574083574828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3896691574083574828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3896691574083574828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/c-i-am-thankful-for-challenges.html' title='&quot;C&quot; I am thankful for Challenges'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqNJ2Dq4jbc/TrM9yhcOPPI/AAAAAAAAbxE/9WGR5RBKvUg/s72-c/challenges-quotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2072753290038860804</id><published>2011-11-02T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:33:38.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..it's "B" and I am thankful for my "BOYS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yThJW0ZSOYw/TrF9xn4CJDI/AAAAAAAAbu0/WrFih6pZEiE/s1600/DSCN0001-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670451697307231282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yThJW0ZSOYw/TrF9xn4CJDI/AAAAAAAAbu0/WrFih6pZEiE/s400/DSCN0001-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yatMVlwTCGk/TrF9wrJKuPI/AAAAAAAAbus/kImZmQQcxPg/s1600/DSCN4345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670451681004534002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yatMVlwTCGk/TrF9wrJKuPI/AAAAAAAAbus/kImZmQQcxPg/s400/DSCN4345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UVsxe14bMoU/TrF9wACjgPI/AAAAAAAAbuc/7rJnAsfR6Rw/s1600/DSCN4343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670451669434073330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UVsxe14bMoU/TrF9wACjgPI/AAAAAAAAbuc/7rJnAsfR6Rw/s400/DSCN4343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wqtnjVm-f-I/TrF9vOnwYsI/AAAAAAAAbuQ/efJc44wCIr8/s1600/picasabackground.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670451656168334018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wqtnjVm-f-I/TrF9vOnwYsI/AAAAAAAAbuQ/efJc44wCIr8/s400/picasabackground.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup..my boys. My reason for living. Humans and pets alike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful for Grant...the "alpha boy" he makes me smile daily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macen, my little love. I adore this boy more than anything in this world. He is Gods gift to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bear, my oldest dog. He's old, and he's kind of a butt head...but life wouldn't be the same without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout..the middle child. He's loud, he gets into everything, but he makes my husband happy, so he makes me happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bosco..what can I say..he's big, hairy..and so sweet! Tall dark and handsome has nothing on this dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my "Boys" thank you for all you do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3607927560808185849-2072753290038860804?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2072753290038860804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2072753290038860804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2072753290038860804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2072753290038860804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/todayits-b-and-i-am-thankful-for-my.html' title='Today..it&apos;s &quot;B&quot; and I am thankful for my &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yThJW0ZSOYw/TrF9xn4CJDI/AAAAAAAAbu0/WrFih6pZEiE/s72-c/DSCN0001-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6200991449070595774</id><published>2011-11-02T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:25:17.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful game..Alphabet Version...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sol9DYFitNk/TrF885lkaiI/AAAAAAAAbuE/KguU7SMkZ8s/s1600/Hello__I__m_Awesome_by_BillyZetsubou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670450791528557090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sol9DYFitNk/TrF885lkaiI/AAAAAAAAbuE/KguU7SMkZ8s/s400/Hello__I__m_Awesome_by_BillyZetsubou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2RT0JzwraUM/TrF7FlndR9I/AAAAAAAAbt4/wIokTvToLgw/s1600/awesomeWATERMARK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670448741763336146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2RT0JzwraUM/TrF7FlndR9I/AAAAAAAAbt4/wIokTvToLgw/s400/awesomeWATERMARK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I start my yearly ritual of saying one then that I am grateful for every day until Thanksgiving. This year, however, I am doing it alphabetically. So....today, is the letter "A"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for everything "Awesome" I say all the time that I am the awesomest...and I really am..but not for reasons that you think. I truly believe that we are all awesome! I believe that within us all we have endless possibilities to be awesome! We can show others unconditional love. We can help anyone and everyone...we can be the awesomest neighbors, the awesomest friends..and we do it by simply being ourselves! So, go ahead, toot your own horn. Announce to the world that you are "the AWESOMEST" Maybe if you say it enough, you'll start believing it..that's what I do...and I am THE AWESOMEST..there's even a group on Facebook that says so!&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/3607927560808185849-6200991449070595774?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6200991449070595774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6200991449070595774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6200991449070595774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6200991449070595774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful-gamealphabet-version.html' title='Grateful game..Alphabet Version...'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sol9DYFitNk/TrF885lkaiI/AAAAAAAAbuE/KguU7SMkZ8s/s72-c/Hello__I__m_Awesome_by_BillyZetsubou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-515767907452754450</id><published>2011-10-17T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:04:49.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to the Queen and a Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXXJdiRN4wo/Tpzr2DXvQ3I/AAAAAAAAbts/F-iwp_4rV4g/s1600/Grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664661745175577458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXXJdiRN4wo/Tpzr2DXvQ3I/AAAAAAAAbts/F-iwp_4rV4g/s400/Grandma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; October 16th is my Grandma Johnson's birthday. I miss her terribly. She was an amazing woman. A trend setter, and one of my idols~ Happy Birthday in Heaven you Grand lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhRrWyvR8fI/Tpzr18-lEoI/AAAAAAAAbtg/Umj7-Egmuj8/s1600/73287_1638877174947_1327315042_1692678_4832754_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664661743459439234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhRrWyvR8fI/Tpzr18-lEoI/AAAAAAAAbtg/Umj7-Egmuj8/s400/73287_1638877174947_1327315042_1692678_4832754_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One year ago my mom brought this cute little princess in to our lives. She gave new life to my parents! Happy Birthday Sadie Fay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-515767907452754450?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/515767907452754450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=515767907452754450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/515767907452754450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/515767907452754450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-to-queen-and-princess.html' title='Happy Birthday to the Queen and a Princess'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXXJdiRN4wo/Tpzr2DXvQ3I/AAAAAAAAbts/F-iwp_4rV4g/s72-c/Grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2172698369969796397</id><published>2011-10-15T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T07:28:56.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khaki Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYeU7P8O6h8/TpmYp2d9f7I/AAAAAAAAbs8/YOTkivaV4Lw/s1600/Top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYeU7P8O6h8/TpmYp2d9f7I/AAAAAAAAbs8/YOTkivaV4Lw/s400/Top.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Last night was our Khaki Ball. I am honored to be married to a man who has defended my freedom to tease him! We had a great time, and I met some amazing spouses, girlfriends, significant others, and above all some amazing Chiefs! Most of all, I had a great time with my Chief. I am proud to be his wife!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2172698369969796397?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2172698369969796397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2172698369969796397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2172698369969796397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2172698369969796397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/10/khaki-ball.html' title='Khaki Ball'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYeU7P8O6h8/TpmYp2d9f7I/AAAAAAAAbs8/YOTkivaV4Lw/s72-c/Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4666965603175479807</id><published>2011-10-07T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T14:03:11.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall at Panguitch Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-csehsrf_E/To9pC9V5kiI/AAAAAAAAbsc/HcYvE-N3Zrc/s1600/101_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-csehsrf_E/To9pC9V5kiI/AAAAAAAAbsc/HcYvE-N3Zrc/s400/101_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;As most of you know, there are many things I miss about my time in Utah. One of them is our time at Panguitch Lake. There is nothing more beautiful than Fall in this amazing place. My mom and dad sent me thes pictures of the last weekend before the snow hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3v3_-6jgU4/To9pDBf838I/AAAAAAAAbsk/cv3jNtjcFZY/s1600/101_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3v3_-6jgU4/To9pDBf838I/AAAAAAAAbsk/cv3jNtjcFZY/s400/101_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Look at the beauty. This is how I know that God is real. This is His artwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6Mi252T60s/To9pDWt5YcI/AAAAAAAAbss/5Mnl0c2kqQw/s1600/101_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6Mi252T60s/To9pDWt5YcI/AAAAAAAAbss/5Mnl0c2kqQw/s400/101_0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;My beautiful mom taking a break from the 4 wheeling..(I know, rough life but someone has to do it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qVkUYiiK_E/To9pDrg0NzI/AAAAAAAAbs0/Hv7-T7Elwcg/s1600/101_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qVkUYiiK_E/To9pDrg0NzI/AAAAAAAAbs0/Hv7-T7Elwcg/s400/101_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Ahhh..the Quakies...some day my house will be nestled between them!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4666965603175479807?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4666965603175479807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4666965603175479807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4666965603175479807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4666965603175479807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-at-panguitch-lake.html' title='Fall at Panguitch Lake'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-csehsrf_E/To9pC9V5kiI/AAAAAAAAbsc/HcYvE-N3Zrc/s72-c/101_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1602592064648341125</id><published>2011-09-28T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T19:49:23.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday my angel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UV9pRefuBXw/ToPZBOp3V8I/AAAAAAAAbsE/7eg7RdijmhM/s1600/62198_1611077879982_1327315042_1635032_84858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UV9pRefuBXw/ToPZBOp3V8I/AAAAAAAAbsE/7eg7RdijmhM/s400/62198_1611077879982_1327315042_1635032_84858_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Wow! 7 years! Not a day goes by that I don't think of you! 7 years ago tonight your dad and I were in the hospital waiting to hear when you would arrive. Your big brother was with Uncle John and Aunt Sara. I couldn't sleep, and your dad tried to ease my pain by bringing in romance movies for me to watch..(he, of course, fell asleep) The next afternoon you came into this world and your dad got to see the whole thing. He was wrapped around your finger right away! You share your birthday with Aunt Sara, and she got to hold you before John. You were so tiny, but so perfect. A little trooper! I think you came so early so your dad would get time with you. We had so much fun! You made our family complete! We miss you soo much, but I know we'll get to see you again! Happy Birthday my little angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAu8WyucUms/ToPZBPXiupI/AAAAAAAAbsM/vkqNr6H5qb8/s1600/Pensil_drawing_of_Jesus_holding_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAu8WyucUms/ToPZBPXiupI/AAAAAAAAbsM/vkqNr6H5qb8/s400/Pensil_drawing_of_Jesus_holding_baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6vig6QXBnfY/ToPZBa2s3KI/AAAAAAAAbsU/er_319ReACU/s1600/Pink%2BDaisies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6vig6QXBnfY/ToPZBa2s3KI/AAAAAAAAbsU/er_319ReACU/s400/Pink%2BDaisies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Happy Happy Birthday bug! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1602592064648341125?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1602592064648341125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1602592064648341125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1602592064648341125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1602592064648341125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-my-angel.html' title='Happy Birthday my angel!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UV9pRefuBXw/ToPZBOp3V8I/AAAAAAAAbsE/7eg7RdijmhM/s72-c/62198_1611077879982_1327315042_1635032_84858_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3911612531801192026</id><published>2011-09-11T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T08:55:53.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Will NEVER Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TiSbZeUX2M8/TmzIg2y-LNI/AAAAAAAAbrs/8qZn5aEnE_k/s1600/September11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TiSbZeUX2M8/TmzIg2y-LNI/AAAAAAAAbrs/8qZn5aEnE_k/s400/September11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pp609yHcqM/TmzIgwEpWjI/AAAAAAAAbr0/LQgZnqxjLf0/s1600/September-11-desktop-wallpaper-september-11-desktop-wallpaper-9-11-wallpaper-9-11-wallpaper-1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pp609yHcqM/TmzIgwEpWjI/AAAAAAAAbr0/LQgZnqxjLf0/s400/September-11-desktop-wallpaper-september-11-desktop-wallpaper-9-11-wallpaper-9-11-wallpaper-1600x1200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;As I sit here today watching the tribute and memorial, I am brought back to Tuesday, September 11, 2001. I remember waking up next to Grant, getting ready for our normal day. I turned on the TV and gasped. That was the day that the world changed for me. At first, I was shocked at the hatred that one must have to take all those lives...but then, slowly, I was reminded of how much love there is in the world. How many heroes we have. How many friends we have. I watched in terror as the Pentagon was hit. I was stunned at Flight 93, and I was terrified as the Twin Towers fell. Then I was amazed as I watched the New York Police, The New York Fireman, and countless others run back INTO the destruction hoping to find survivors. I watched in awe as military members and first responders run INTO the fire engulfed Pentagon. Days later as the story of Flight 93 came to light, I felt an overwhelming love for those passengers. I realized, that we, even in the worst of times, have the ability to save another life. I realized that the human spirit is greater than any evil that exists. For days the world watched the American Spirit, in all it's glory. The world watched as America pulled together. The world watched as we, once again, became "One Nation Under God, Indivisible.." The world watched as Americans remembered where we came from, what we believe in, as a nation.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the sadness I felt over the loss of life. My heart ached for those who perished, wondering what what was going through their minds as death approached. And then, I knew, even without seeing it, that those people were not alone in the end. They had others with them..they had angels, arms encircling them, guiding them to Heaven. I realized that they had peace at the end.&lt;br /&gt;These people would forever be etched in our minds, in our history. The world will always remember 9/11.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am honoring all those who survived. Today, I am honoring all those who didn't. Today I am honoring the heroes of September 11, 2001. "These are not lives that were taken, these are lives that were given."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcX3VQlVjao/TmzIhKY5qhI/AAAAAAAAbr8/Zye8djS_QVk/s1600/Mathew%2B24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcX3VQlVjao/TmzIhKY5qhI/AAAAAAAAbr8/Zye8djS_QVk/s400/Mathew%2B24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3911612531801192026?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3911612531801192026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3911612531801192026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3911612531801192026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3911612531801192026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-will-never-forget_11.html' title='We Will NEVER Forget'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TiSbZeUX2M8/TmzIg2y-LNI/AAAAAAAAbrs/8qZn5aEnE_k/s72-c/September11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2799020139940374238</id><published>2011-09-06T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:17:39.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School 2011/2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHurSvypCmU/TmY5ka8fubI/AAAAAAAAbrU/dZ4eFkn06Xw/s1600/DSCN4320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHurSvypCmU/TmY5ka8fubI/AAAAAAAAbrU/dZ4eFkn06Xw/s400/DSCN4320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Look at my men! Grant got to be here for his first day of school. He had to come back from work, but he made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkDP73Pk1EA/TmY5klQYbMI/AAAAAAAAbrc/FjTC6Kb14w8/s1600/DSCN4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkDP73Pk1EA/TmY5klQYbMI/AAAAAAAAbrc/FjTC6Kb14w8/s400/DSCN4321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He's sooooo flippin' cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wA-SJEAXzWI/TmY5k3yvTCI/AAAAAAAAbrk/yJgyZyWJZO0/s1600/DSCN4322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wA-SJEAXzWI/TmY5k3yvTCI/AAAAAAAAbrk/yJgyZyWJZO0/s400/DSCN4322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the old lady with the cute boy!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2799020139940374238?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2799020139940374238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2799020139940374238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2799020139940374238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2799020139940374238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-school-20112012.html' title='First day of School 2011/2012'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHurSvypCmU/TmY5ka8fubI/AAAAAAAAbrU/dZ4eFkn06Xw/s72-c/DSCN4320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4988976008258487685</id><published>2011-09-06T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:15:31.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Macen and his first Busch Gardens Rollercoaster!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VMPyfmARsFY/TmY5EkHIH0I/AAAAAAAAbrM/65jjnqryvJw/s1600/Top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VMPyfmARsFY/TmY5EkHIH0I/AAAAAAAAbrM/65jjnqryvJw/s400/Top.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4988976008258487685?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4988976008258487685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4988976008258487685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4988976008258487685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4988976008258487685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/macen-and-his-first-busch-gardens.html' title='Macen and his first Busch Gardens Rollercoaster!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VMPyfmARsFY/TmY5EkHIH0I/AAAAAAAAbrM/65jjnqryvJw/s72-c/Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-396165070860983082</id><published>2011-09-06T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:14:39.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Williamsburg Cannon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLvhsn2Z8Eo/TmY43kt0WhI/AAAAAAAAbrE/CQ0R3NDl2mI/s1600/DSCN4316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLvhsn2Z8Eo/TmY43kt0WhI/AAAAAAAAbrE/CQ0R3NDl2mI/s400/DSCN4316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boys...how they make me laugh. Macen misses Geran so much!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-396165070860983082?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/396165070860983082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=396165070860983082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/396165070860983082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/396165070860983082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/williamsburg-cannon.html' title='Williamsburg Cannon!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLvhsn2Z8Eo/TmY43kt0WhI/AAAAAAAAbrE/CQ0R3NDl2mI/s72-c/DSCN4316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1852738006787023622</id><published>2011-09-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:13:04.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The College of William and Mary in Williamsburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wnMLJwUbj8/TmY4frNxycI/AAAAAAAAbqs/62FrNuyskhI/s1600/DSCN4314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wnMLJwUbj8/TmY4frNxycI/AAAAAAAAbqs/62FrNuyskhI/s400/DSCN4314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Another good thing about having Geran here is that he didn't mind me dragging him to points of history. One of my favorite places to go is Williamsburg. It's 10 minutes away, and the history is AMAZING! Here we are at the College of William and Mary. (This is the school that I wanted to go to) It's right in the middle of historic Williamsburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqA_4E4UZEQ/TmY4fh48tWI/AAAAAAAAbq0/DbcpQJ18rZo/s1600/DSCN4315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqA_4E4UZEQ/TmY4fh48tWI/AAAAAAAAbq0/DbcpQJ18rZo/s400/DSCN4315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1852738006787023622?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1852738006787023622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1852738006787023622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1852738006787023622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1852738006787023622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/college-of-william-and-mary-in.html' title='The College of William and Mary in Williamsburg'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wnMLJwUbj8/TmY4frNxycI/AAAAAAAAbqs/62FrNuyskhI/s72-c/DSCN4314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6913873243889451438</id><published>2011-09-06T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:08:04.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yorktown Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlL7r0HDMiA/TmY3UbvLoAI/AAAAAAAAbqM/wN2PLycc650/s1600/DSCN4301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlL7r0HDMiA/TmY3UbvLoAI/AAAAAAAAbqM/wN2PLycc650/s400/DSCN4301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is my favorite beach in the whole wide world..okay, maybe not the WHOLE world, but at least in Virginia. It is 5 minutes down the road from our house. The local pub is here, and the history is amazing. For those of you who have not brushed up on history, this is the place where the British surrendered &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thereby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt; the Revolutionary war. The British had bombed this beach (which was a trade area back in the day) thinking that it would stop our allies from getting here.. The French showed up just in time, and with George Washington on the south side, they cornered the British.. (Watch "The Patriot" for a more dramatic view) anyway, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cornwallis&lt;/span&gt; actually held up in a cave and sent a subordinate to sign the Surrender...the cave is still here..and if you ever feel like a visit, I would love to take you here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhCuwwph-t8/TmY3UWMYdJI/AAAAAAAAbqU/_kxVFZwxMx0/s1600/DSCN4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhCuwwph-t8/TmY3UWMYdJI/AAAAAAAAbqU/_kxVFZwxMx0/s400/DSCN4297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vpzVdKKNxw/TmY3Uqm6GWI/AAAAAAAAbqc/UPp4NEJGzpc/s1600/DSCN4308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vpzVdKKNxw/TmY3Uqm6GWI/AAAAAAAAbqc/UPp4NEJGzpc/s400/DSCN4308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axQ0Mw8-4B0/TmY3UxaWBEI/AAAAAAAAbqk/eh9SE-2flm8/s1600/DSCN4311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axQ0Mw8-4B0/TmY3UxaWBEI/AAAAAAAAbqk/eh9SE-2flm8/s400/DSCN4311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The Surrender!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6913873243889451438?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6913873243889451438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6913873243889451438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6913873243889451438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6913873243889451438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/yorktown-beach.html' title='Yorktown Beach'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlL7r0HDMiA/TmY3UbvLoAI/AAAAAAAAbqM/wN2PLycc650/s72-c/DSCN4301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5329968081004214377</id><published>2011-09-06T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T07:54:35.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on Irene!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2gVetfNm3c/TmY0KZht41I/AAAAAAAAbp0/3aknJ_O1uQk/s1600/DSCN4153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2gVetfNm3c/TmY0KZht41I/AAAAAAAAbp0/3aknJ_O1uQk/s400/DSCN4153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Hurrican Irene..Gerans first EVER!! So what do we do when a hurrican comes to our door? We PLAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIJzxFdKsL4/TmY0Kc_qoKI/AAAAAAAAbp8/L27Dg6ZheQk/s1600/DSCN4152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIJzxFdKsL4/TmY0Kc_qoKI/AAAAAAAAbp8/L27Dg6ZheQk/s400/DSCN4152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnVBcFlo8mg/TmY0KpC9jSI/AAAAAAAAbqE/ZRiNUdGBVaI/s1600/DSCN4149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnVBcFlo8mg/TmY0KpC9jSI/AAAAAAAAbqE/ZRiNUdGBVaI/s400/DSCN4149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5329968081004214377?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5329968081004214377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5329968081004214377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5329968081004214377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5329968081004214377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/come-on-irene.html' title='Come on Irene!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2gVetfNm3c/TmY0KZht41I/AAAAAAAAbp0/3aknJ_O1uQk/s72-c/DSCN4153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6564587797492291365</id><published>2011-09-06T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T07:52:19.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Visit with Geran (aka Macen other brother)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uQ3FogEXT0/TmYzoSYi1-I/AAAAAAAAbpc/T0OtDywq-gY/s1600/DSCN4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uQ3FogEXT0/TmYzoSYi1-I/AAAAAAAAbpc/T0OtDywq-gY/s400/DSCN4141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend Nan let her cute son Geran come and play with us for a few weeks. Of course, he arrived and we had an earthquake, a lot of rain, and the Hurricane Irene came knocking...gee thanks Geran... Anyway, we got to pick Grant up on the USS Cole and he gave us a tour. It's an amazing ship and I invite all of you to come for a visit so we can show you the history!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nswm4VNiswk/TmYzoT6zIRI/AAAAAAAAbpk/ZFLQD_h4Mjk/s1600/DSCN4144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nswm4VNiswk/TmYzoT6zIRI/AAAAAAAAbpk/ZFLQD_h4Mjk/s400/DSCN4144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Geran checking out the ships at Norfolk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kYDj45xCfw/TmYzovh3wtI/AAAAAAAAbps/rANL2oxTv-g/s1600/DSCN4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kYDj45xCfw/TmYzovh3wtI/AAAAAAAAbps/rANL2oxTv-g/s400/DSCN4148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Yup..Geran at Waffle House!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6564587797492291365?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6564587797492291365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6564587797492291365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6564587797492291365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6564587797492291365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-visit-with-geran-aka-macen-other.html' title='Our Visit with Geran (aka Macen other brother)'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uQ3FogEXT0/TmYzoSYi1-I/AAAAAAAAbpc/T0OtDywq-gY/s72-c/DSCN4141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-477336107812620417</id><published>2011-08-19T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T18:00:32.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jEFpmNK-uo/Tk8HK5Co_4I/AAAAAAAAbk8/fdXkB4n2eQY/s1600/DSCN4201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jEFpmNK-uo/Tk8HK5Co_4I/AAAAAAAAbk8/fdXkB4n2eQY/s400/DSCN4201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Grant asked me what I wanted to see most on this trip..it had to be Graceland. After our wonderful lunch we headed down to Elvis Presley blvd. I kept thinking "This can't be right..the area was just soooo run down." We drove down to a huge parking area and Grant said, go find out about the tickets. I'll find a place to park. Tickets to just see the outside of the house were $45.00..so I thought I'll just get a picture of it and we can head on our way. Could not find the house! Seriously. Huge gates everywhere....As I was about to break down, my cute husband called my cell phone and said, "I am coming to get you..Graceland is right across the street!" I hop in the car..we drive across the street and park in a little turn off by the front gate. I hop out expecting to see..well...a huge mansion.....nope..Huge lawn, tiny home..but I can still say I was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKqFa-W7tBI/Tk8HLJ8YptI/AAAAAAAAblE/rdMutiahq3g/s1600/DSCN4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKqFa-W7tBI/Tk8HLJ8YptI/AAAAAAAAblE/rdMutiahq3g/s400/DSCN4204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DKxNy7CQgC8/Tk8HLbqbJ8I/AAAAAAAAblM/aHRvbkkGceQ/s1600/DSCN4206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DKxNy7CQgC8/Tk8HLbqbJ8I/AAAAAAAAblM/aHRvbkkGceQ/s400/DSCN4206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-74dYYtj94V4/Tk8HLkMxaMI/AAAAAAAAblU/qj2jjtfM78A/s1600/DSCN4200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-74dYYtj94V4/Tk8HLkMxaMI/AAAAAAAAblU/qj2jjtfM78A/s400/DSCN4200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;yes..that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbHYdvplTeM/Tk8HLzAYtXI/AAAAAAAAblc/38Rws6gjWHE/s1600/DSCN4207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbHYdvplTeM/Tk8HLzAYtXI/AAAAAAAAblc/38Rws6gjWHE/s400/DSCN4207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The lawn was bigger than the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-477336107812620417?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/477336107812620417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=477336107812620417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/477336107812620417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/477336107812620417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/graceland.html' title='Graceland!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jEFpmNK-uo/Tk8HK5Co_4I/AAAAAAAAbk8/fdXkB4n2eQY/s72-c/DSCN4201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2875959623384515978</id><published>2011-08-19T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:53:09.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memphis..Mississippi River</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKhzHrAaKZE/Tk8EuA2D1cI/AAAAAAAAbkU/lcAJL9GBMhA/s1600/DSCN4192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKhzHrAaKZE/Tk8EuA2D1cI/AAAAAAAAbkU/lcAJL9GBMhA/s400/DSCN4192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Across the river is Mud island..I believe it was in the movie "The Firm' I don't really know..but that's what Grant kept saying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YjfO4uz-ngQ/Tk8Eucolx_I/AAAAAAAAbkc/A5jDJA9sTH0/s1600/DSCN4195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YjfO4uz-ngQ/Tk8Eucolx_I/AAAAAAAAbkc/A5jDJA9sTH0/s400/DSCN4195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Me and the boy..and the boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-nVRaoGn6E/Tk8Eudy4f2I/AAAAAAAAbkk/6AqIN9_aeFk/s1600/DSCN4191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-nVRaoGn6E/Tk8Eudy4f2I/AAAAAAAAbkk/6AqIN9_aeFk/s400/DSCN4191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Oh Memphis! I love the history..Macen only knows "The Blind Side"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omSo1mOKt-8/Tk8EuoPWJBI/AAAAAAAAbks/ztUV28Q8JRo/s1600/DSCN4197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omSo1mOKt-8/Tk8EuoPWJBI/AAAAAAAAbks/ztUV28Q8JRo/s400/DSCN4197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The King himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0nugTVlaaiI/Tk8EuxU_YfI/AAAAAAAAbk0/ojpRdswMjZw/s1600/DSCN4198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0nugTVlaaiI/Tk8EuxU_YfI/AAAAAAAAbk0/ojpRdswMjZw/s400/DSCN4198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;and the "other" King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2875959623384515978?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2875959623384515978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2875959623384515978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2875959623384515978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2875959623384515978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/memphismississippe-river.html' title='Memphis..Mississippi River'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKhzHrAaKZE/Tk8EuA2D1cI/AAAAAAAAbkU/lcAJL9GBMhA/s72-c/DSCN4192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7663337575057239283</id><published>2011-08-19T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:46:40.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEALE Street..Memphis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iY0C_n2z9nc/Tk8D7IQzeVI/AAAAAAAAbjs/k4AA46jCmV8/s1600/DSCN4189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iY0C_n2z9nc/Tk8D7IQzeVI/AAAAAAAAbjs/k4AA46jCmV8/s400/DSCN4189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I love this street...this town, this history....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tnO_AOYETU/Tk8D7ZgDcdI/AAAAAAAAbj0/FKJ5bKoz9MA/s1600/DSCN4186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tnO_AOYETU/Tk8D7ZgDcdI/AAAAAAAAbj0/FKJ5bKoz9MA/s400/DSCN4186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;B.B. KING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yDdjke1B6bs/Tk8D7uDH1mI/AAAAAAAAbj8/SH_hdmgSGK8/s1600/DSCN4187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yDdjke1B6bs/Tk8D7uDH1mI/AAAAAAAAbj8/SH_hdmgSGK8/s400/DSCN4187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvqy1kG212M/Tk8D79nYXnI/AAAAAAAAbkE/09caAh7zjjk/s1600/DSCN4190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvqy1kG212M/Tk8D79nYXnI/AAAAAAAAbkE/09caAh7zjjk/s400/DSCN4190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODYoScjpoSo/Tk8D8GYYwKI/AAAAAAAAbkM/bNnpptaPLxo/s1600/DSCN4188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODYoScjpoSo/Tk8D8GYYwKI/AAAAAAAAbkM/bNnpptaPLxo/s400/DSCN4188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;B.B. Kings Blues Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-7663337575057239283?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7663337575057239283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7663337575057239283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7663337575057239283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7663337575057239283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/beale-streetmemphis.html' title='BEALE Street..Memphis'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iY0C_n2z9nc/Tk8D7IQzeVI/AAAAAAAAbjs/k4AA46jCmV8/s72-c/DSCN4189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8938289126356962738</id><published>2011-08-19T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:26:28.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blues City Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYO5JNqr6rY/Tk7_MNfTJcI/AAAAAAAAbjE/ZYkxHME3HzM/s1600/DSCN4182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYO5JNqr6rY/Tk7_MNfTJcI/AAAAAAAAbjE/ZYkxHME3HzM/s400/DSCN4182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This sign says it all!!! This has become a tradition for the Caufield Clan. Best BBQ in Memphis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPea8OfhA14/Tk7_MSHnQeI/AAAAAAAAbjM/nuVImWrlhKk/s1600/DSCN4184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPea8OfhA14/Tk7_MSHnQeI/AAAAAAAAbjM/nuVImWrlhKk/s400/DSCN4184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is the man that greets you at the door! You can't say no to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-15iWJds0hTY/Tk7_MXCy41I/AAAAAAAAbjU/muerz4Ap_SI/s1600/DSCN4183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-15iWJds0hTY/Tk7_MXCy41I/AAAAAAAAbjU/muerz4Ap_SI/s400/DSCN4183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Our Hostess! She was so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1e4TdhF-lg0/Tk7_MkSqi7I/AAAAAAAAbjc/PTSA_PR5l1M/s1600/DSCN4179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1e4TdhF-lg0/Tk7_MkSqi7I/AAAAAAAAbjc/PTSA_PR5l1M/s400/DSCN4179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Grant and his Ribs!! SOOOOOOO YUMMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UfqIU_Fv44c/Tk7_Mwwh66I/AAAAAAAAbjk/zB5JV44291E/s1600/DSCN4173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UfqIU_Fv44c/Tk7_Mwwh66I/AAAAAAAAbjk/zB5JV44291E/s400/DSCN4173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Macen loves him some good ol' fashioned Southern BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8938289126356962738?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8938289126356962738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8938289126356962738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8938289126356962738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8938289126356962738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/blues-city-cafe.html' title='Blues City Cafe'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYO5JNqr6rY/Tk7_MNfTJcI/AAAAAAAAbjE/ZYkxHME3HzM/s72-c/DSCN4182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1786664781058828890</id><published>2011-08-19T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:23:25.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennessee..I love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68BA8TgTNIY/Tk7-erM1EkI/AAAAAAAAbik/8fwsqTIoONE/s1600/DSCN4170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68BA8TgTNIY/Tk7-erM1EkI/AAAAAAAAbik/8fwsqTIoONE/s400/DSCN4170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Crossing the Mississippi River into Tennessee..my most favorite place on the whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AV9X9Q6JG9E/Tk7-e6q9FRI/AAAAAAAAbis/FpXRUZBweXk/s1600/DSCN4169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AV9X9Q6JG9E/Tk7-e6q9FRI/AAAAAAAAbis/FpXRUZBweXk/s400/DSCN4169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The City is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRdgTYstVTs/Tk7-fM2SJdI/AAAAAAAAbi0/Yo8wfszcMPc/s1600/DSCN4171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRdgTYstVTs/Tk7-fM2SJdI/AAAAAAAAbi0/Yo8wfszcMPc/s400/DSCN4171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here we go ladies and gentlemen..down one of the most amazing streets in the USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVPmEQIVYho/Tk7-fQrEUTI/AAAAAAAAbi8/nRCr_g9B4-8/s1600/DSCN4185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVPmEQIVYho/Tk7-fQrEUTI/AAAAAAAAbi8/nRCr_g9B4-8/s400/DSCN4185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;BB King, Elvis....this place just screams music history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1786664781058828890?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1786664781058828890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1786664781058828890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1786664781058828890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1786664781058828890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/tennesseei-love-you.html' title='Tennessee..I love you!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68BA8TgTNIY/Tk7-erM1EkI/AAAAAAAAbik/8fwsqTIoONE/s72-c/DSCN4170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6224144624691630174</id><published>2011-08-19T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:18:00.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas and Oklahoma are very long states</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhz10jqSOQA/Tk79NYAMFFI/AAAAAAAAbiE/eOztPXOLobY/s1600/DSCN4163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhz10jqSOQA/Tk79NYAMFFI/AAAAAAAAbiE/eOztPXOLobY/s400/DSCN4163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;What a trooper Grant is! He drove through the most boring spots, letting us nap..keeping us entertained...I couldn't do it without him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqIMwcFt7Ko/Tk79NhvhDbI/AAAAAAAAbiM/U8aKQRTqbCA/s1600/DSCN4164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqIMwcFt7Ko/Tk79NhvhDbI/AAAAAAAAbiM/U8aKQRTqbCA/s400/DSCN4164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Scout and Macen in the back...Bear is back there too, but he had his own spot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoWeQxn1ePY/Tk79Nrf_XaI/AAAAAAAAbiU/wv_fBYF2X3w/s1600/DSCN4165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoWeQxn1ePY/Tk79Nrf_XaI/AAAAAAAAbiU/wv_fBYF2X3w/s400/DSCN4165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Bosco kicked Macen out of the back seat...he wanted to look out the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xWYYv3_6l4/Tk79N3ndeiI/AAAAAAAAbic/0jw5XxByiiY/s1600/DSCN4166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xWYYv3_6l4/Tk79N3ndeiI/AAAAAAAAbic/0jw5XxByiiY/s400/DSCN4166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Seriously...everything is oversized in Texas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6224144624691630174?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6224144624691630174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6224144624691630174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6224144624691630174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6224144624691630174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/texas-and-oklahoma-are-very-long-states.html' title='Texas and Oklahoma are very long states'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhz10jqSOQA/Tk79NYAMFFI/AAAAAAAAbiE/eOztPXOLobY/s72-c/DSCN4163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6002049012545544322</id><published>2011-08-19T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:14:08.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T! T is for Turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2LSlTKLkSs/Tk78T-MCt_I/AAAAAAAAbh8/jYc7UCqzkqk/s1600/DSCN4160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2LSlTKLkSs/Tk78T-MCt_I/AAAAAAAAbh8/jYc7UCqzkqk/s400/DSCN4160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6002049012545544322?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6002049012545544322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6002049012545544322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6002049012545544322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6002049012545544322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/t-t-is-for-turtle.html' title='T! T is for Turtle'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2LSlTKLkSs/Tk78T-MCt_I/AAAAAAAAbh8/jYc7UCqzkqk/s72-c/DSCN4160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7125421400878532884</id><published>2011-08-19T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:13:25.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Texan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AU4E0Di4-PU/Tk78ISnhfQI/AAAAAAAAbhc/ZgJCPIuII1Y/s1600/DSCN4155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AU4E0Di4-PU/Tk78ISnhfQI/AAAAAAAAbhc/ZgJCPIuII1Y/s400/DSCN4155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqELudXoXRo/Tk78IkIGeOI/AAAAAAAAbhk/pyj6qvhXk7Q/s1600/DSCN4157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqELudXoXRo/Tk78IkIGeOI/AAAAAAAAbhk/pyj6qvhXk7Q/s400/DSCN4157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1p0sSvHgV8/Tk78I1fz6oI/AAAAAAAAbhs/qvH3hSeyExM/s1600/DSCN4158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1p0sSvHgV8/Tk78I1fz6oI/AAAAAAAAbhs/qvH3hSeyExM/s400/DSCN4158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Now THAT is a boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X46dxBWm4r4/Tk78JMP8WsI/AAAAAAAAbh0/CqiQAik-wqU/s1600/DSCN4159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X46dxBWm4r4/Tk78JMP8WsI/AAAAAAAAbh0/CqiQAik-wqU/s400/DSCN4159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I truly believe that Texas is it's own country. They don't look to kindly on outsiders....and there was not one side that said "God Bless the USA" just "God Bless Texas" and if you sneeze, they say "God Texas you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-7125421400878532884?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7125421400878532884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7125421400878532884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7125421400878532884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7125421400878532884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-texan.html' title='The Big Texan'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AU4E0Di4-PU/Tk78ISnhfQI/AAAAAAAAbhc/ZgJCPIuII1Y/s72-c/DSCN4155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-2347232958395028851</id><published>2011-08-19T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:09:25.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's Bigger in Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMB2MBE0IZo/Tk77Mgg_VrI/AAAAAAAAbg8/gekHM3oCoxs/s1600/DSCN4151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMB2MBE0IZo/Tk77Mgg_VrI/AAAAAAAAbg8/gekHM3oCoxs/s400/DSCN4151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Grant HAD to stop at this place. He wanted to try and eat the 72 oz steak..but we really didn't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-umgwZtfxB0Q/Tk77M6B8qdI/AAAAAAAAbhE/g-X8aswHTXg/s1600/DSCN4152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-umgwZtfxB0Q/Tk77M6B8qdI/AAAAAAAAbhE/g-X8aswHTXg/s400/DSCN4152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Macen just kept saying.."Texas is toooooo HOT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6imztF9BcU0/Tk77NPcCerI/AAAAAAAAbhM/ODDiTdiyqXg/s1600/DSCN4153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6imztF9BcU0/Tk77NPcCerI/AAAAAAAAbhM/ODDiTdiyqXg/s400/DSCN4153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The Big Cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxkWd4Wau48/Tk77NJWhaNI/AAAAAAAAbhU/wOb8guT8WXQ/s1600/DSCN4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxkWd4Wau48/Tk77NJWhaNI/AAAAAAAAbhU/wOb8guT8WXQ/s400/DSCN4154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;and my guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-2347232958395028851?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2347232958395028851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=2347232958395028851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2347232958395028851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/2347232958395028851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/everythings-bigger-in-texas.html' title='Everything&apos;s Bigger in Texas'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMB2MBE0IZo/Tk77Mgg_VrI/AAAAAAAAbg8/gekHM3oCoxs/s72-c/DSCN4151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5980216425571518941</id><published>2011-08-19T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T16:59:32.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' right along</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwENG44R97Q/Tk744Sb3xgI/AAAAAAAAbgc/pAqztnHJZKQ/s1600/DSCN4147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwENG44R97Q/Tk744Sb3xgI/AAAAAAAAbgc/pAqztnHJZKQ/s400/DSCN4147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Our trip to Virginia was AMAZING! Here we are going over the Colorado River. We loved Arizona. The cliff dwellers, the jewelry, the heat..so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DGFUG85vVM/Tk744W-YdmI/AAAAAAAAbgk/UfCnICv5F0I/s1600/DSCN4146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DGFUG85vVM/Tk744W-YdmI/AAAAAAAAbgk/UfCnICv5F0I/s400/DSCN4146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPCpxrlROjM/Tk744tKOhwI/AAAAAAAAbgs/TIyc7gvXPEM/s1600/DSCN4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPCpxrlROjM/Tk744tKOhwI/AAAAAAAAbgs/TIyc7gvXPEM/s400/DSCN4145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;What a view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8OOXfn7IEU/Tk7440lePTI/AAAAAAAAbg0/W3wYhyBbsNY/s1600/DSCN4150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8OOXfn7IEU/Tk7440lePTI/AAAAAAAAbg0/W3wYhyBbsNY/s400/DSCN4150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;As the sun was setting a storm was rolling in.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5980216425571518941?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5980216425571518941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5980216425571518941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5980216425571518941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5980216425571518941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/movin-right-along.html' title='Movin&apos; right along'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwENG44R97Q/Tk744Sb3xgI/AAAAAAAAbgc/pAqztnHJZKQ/s72-c/DSCN4147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4637160067095715549</id><published>2011-07-17T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:06:53.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, It's about that time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-StSeCZcc68M/TiNA3P5uW6I/AAAAAAAAbQ4/f0O8eCaBYwI/s1600/DSCN4190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-StSeCZcc68M/TiNA3P5uW6I/AAAAAAAAbQ4/f0O8eCaBYwI/s400/DSCN4190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It's time to move ..this time back to Virginia. I have had a fantastic year here in St. George. I will miss it every day. The amazing people I have met, gotten re-aquainted with...it's been, well, unforgettable! I will remember you all! It's time to get back to being the Three Muskateers. Macen is thrilled to have his dad back. I can't seem to stop&lt;br /&gt;smiling! I don't want to say Goodbye..so I'll just say...See you later!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4637160067095715549?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4637160067095715549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4637160067095715549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4637160067095715549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4637160067095715549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/07/well-its-about-that-time.html' title='Well, It&apos;s about that time..'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-StSeCZcc68M/TiNA3P5uW6I/AAAAAAAAbQ4/f0O8eCaBYwI/s72-c/DSCN4190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4686920940907707116</id><published>2011-07-17T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:01:57.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See you down the road! (I hope)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RmtWmqdRrOM/TiM_snn759I/AAAAAAAAbQg/3g5gnr6P-r8/s1600/Wadley%2BKids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RmtWmqdRrOM/TiM_snn759I/AAAAAAAAbQg/3g5gnr6P-r8/s400/Wadley%2BKids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QytfUMlnJsk/TiM_spW6XPI/AAAAAAAAbQo/wtfsEYw7190/s1600/Gina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QytfUMlnJsk/TiM_spW6XPI/AAAAAAAAbQo/wtfsEYw7190/s400/Gina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw20IfrTAOI/TiM_tN_HvGI/AAAAAAAAbQw/cGJaesyVEWM/s1600/DSCN4191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw20IfrTAOI/TiM_tN_HvGI/AAAAAAAAbQw/cGJaesyVEWM/s400/DSCN4191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4686920940907707116?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4686920940907707116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4686920940907707116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4686920940907707116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4686920940907707116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/07/see-you-down-road-i-hope.html' title='See you down the road! (I hope)'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RmtWmqdRrOM/TiM_snn759I/AAAAAAAAbQg/3g5gnr6P-r8/s72-c/Wadley%2BKids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-7614193136985300263</id><published>2011-07-17T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:54:14.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to move on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBlTzeRg3uA/TiM941Mz8LI/AAAAAAAAbQI/2qsKlj3e10s/s1600/Big%2BLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBlTzeRg3uA/TiM941Mz8LI/AAAAAAAAbQI/2qsKlj3e10s/s400/Big%2BLove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RdmFu-xnkHQ/TiM95LIALvI/AAAAAAAAbQQ/yJ3sn8dmLNU/s1600/Wadley_Family_73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RdmFu-xnkHQ/TiM95LIALvI/AAAAAAAAbQQ/yJ3sn8dmLNU/s400/Wadley_Family_73.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgdQ1Qouap4/TiM95SLOHaI/AAAAAAAAbQY/nzf5qVOWgCo/s1600/Kreg%2BKolb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgdQ1Qouap4/TiM95SLOHaI/AAAAAAAAbQY/nzf5qVOWgCo/s400/Kreg%2BKolb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-7614193136985300263?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7614193136985300263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=7614193136985300263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7614193136985300263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/7614193136985300263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-time-to-move-on.html' title='It&apos;s time to move on...'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBlTzeRg3uA/TiM941Mz8LI/AAAAAAAAbQI/2qsKlj3e10s/s72-c/Big%2BLove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4076053260596673298</id><published>2011-07-17T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:07:26.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHeihl0K8GQ/TiM7Y2lY3pI/AAAAAAAAbPg/91tEQ35ZJ4E/s1600/DSCN4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHeihl0K8GQ/TiM7Y2lY3pI/AAAAAAAAbPg/91tEQ35ZJ4E/s400/DSCN4145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGaIqQsVEgQ/TiM7Y0Y6o1I/AAAAAAAAbPo/JwhF6OO5jiU/s1600/DSCN4151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGaIqQsVEgQ/TiM7Y0Y6o1I/AAAAAAAAbPo/JwhF6OO5jiU/s400/DSCN4151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkIdbZfUFBM/TiM7ZbYTjVI/AAAAAAAAbPw/yVXzI7HzhCU/s1600/DSCN4158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkIdbZfUFBM/TiM7ZbYTjVI/AAAAAAAAbPw/yVXzI7HzhCU/s400/DSCN4158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRyppN2Dgfg/TiM7ZoWC7DI/AAAAAAAAbP4/Tsy4ry5WoCc/s1600/DSCN4160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRyppN2Dgfg/TiM7ZoWC7DI/AAAAAAAAbP4/Tsy4ry5WoCc/s400/DSCN4160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FD_uNR0XF_A/TiM7Z7NXXsI/AAAAAAAAbQA/oQgFp2rIAic/s1600/DSCN4159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FD_uNR0XF_A/TiM7Z7NXXsI/AAAAAAAAbQA/oQgFp2rIAic/s400/DSCN4159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4076053260596673298?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4076053260596673298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4076053260596673298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4076053260596673298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4076053260596673298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/07/saying-goodbye.html' title='It&apos;s been fun!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHeihl0K8GQ/TiM7Y2lY3pI/AAAAAAAAbPg/91tEQ35ZJ4E/s72-c/DSCN4145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-5813756758363155859</id><published>2011-01-22T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T14:39:56.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 29, 2004- January 22, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckcUa99I/AAAAAAAAYR0/3yi1CKUP7v4/s1600/waking%2Bup2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckcUa99I/AAAAAAAAYR0/3yi1CKUP7v4/s400/waking%2Bup2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Oh Sweet Baby girl. We miss you every day! It seems like only yesterday I was holding you. We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckTNEMlI/AAAAAAAAYR8/gGqxO0tgJAE/s1600/DSCN4121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckTNEMlI/AAAAAAAAYR8/gGqxO0tgJAE/s400/DSCN4121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckj2gDCI/AAAAAAAAYSE/RXnz5sGrzQM/s1600/DSCN4124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckj2gDCI/AAAAAAAAYSE/RXnz5sGrzQM/s400/DSCN4124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckyqYMJI/AAAAAAAAYSM/GbHZeoT5NVg/s1600/DSCN4123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckyqYMJI/AAAAAAAAYSM/GbHZeoT5NVg/s400/DSCN4123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-5813756758363155859?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5813756758363155859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=5813756758363155859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5813756758363155859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/5813756758363155859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/september-29-2004-january-22-2005.html' title='September 29, 2004- January 22, 2005'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTtckcUa99I/AAAAAAAAYR0/3yi1CKUP7v4/s72-c/waking%2Bup2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-3390140202392317749</id><published>2011-01-17T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:05:55.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wadley Women (well, the originals)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUtwvNiMAI/AAAAAAAAYM8/vkr6HUFeYnw/s1600/Wadley_Family_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUtwvNiMAI/AAAAAAAAYM8/vkr6HUFeYnw/s400/Wadley_Family_106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I have many blessings in my life. I wake up every morning very humbled. Three of these blessing were here with me this weekend. My mom, who I am lucky enough to live so close to. I thank God for her every day! My sister Tracie. I can not even find the words to tell you all how much I adore her. She is the kindest, most loving soul I have ever met. My sister Kim. The closest to me in age. The funniest girl, the strongest woman...I am in constant awe of her. These three women..these friends, these mothers..I am so very grateful to have been born into this family. To Have these women as role-models! I enjoy every moment I have with them...Thank you for such a wonderful weekend!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-3390140202392317749?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3390140202392317749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=3390140202392317749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3390140202392317749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/3390140202392317749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/wadley-women-well-originals.html' title='The Wadley Women (well, the originals)'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUtwvNiMAI/AAAAAAAAYM8/vkr6HUFeYnw/s72-c/Wadley_Family_106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1231302203933651814</id><published>2011-01-17T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:30:58.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr7xXFLgI/AAAAAAAAYMc/t_VuuvCPQ2s/s1600/DSCN4097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr7xXFLgI/AAAAAAAAYMc/t_VuuvCPQ2s/s400/DSCN4097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The Wadley Women Feet! (I have a thing for feet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr8O7gy_I/AAAAAAAAYMk/Qtn2eDTrE5Q/s1600/DSCN4090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr8O7gy_I/AAAAAAAAYMk/Qtn2eDTrE5Q/s400/DSCN4090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mom and Kim...I love love love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr8I273TI/AAAAAAAAYMs/iENGf5mFQnc/s1600/DSCN4092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 29px; HEIGHT: 1px" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr8I273TI/AAAAAAAAYMs/iENGf5mFQnc/s400/DSCN4092.JPG" width="145" height="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr8cL_n3I/AAAAAAAAYM0/AlGYjIY4_0M/s1600/DSCN4101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr8cL_n3I/AAAAAAAAYM0/AlGYjIY4_0M/s400/DSCN4101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We brought Sadie...she's in our family pictures...the Little Princess! &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1231302203933651814?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1231302203933651814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1231302203933651814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1231302203933651814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1231302203933651814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUr7xXFLgI/AAAAAAAAYMc/t_VuuvCPQ2s/s72-c/DSCN4097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-1756117073510925789</id><published>2011-01-17T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:55:19.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the shoot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrQ0ndc4I/AAAAAAAAYL8/wUMOoNCQzB0/s1600/DSCN4105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrQ0ndc4I/AAAAAAAAYL8/wUMOoNCQzB0/s400/DSCN4105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Macen and I on the topp of one of the Rocks...What a view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrRLDPKPI/AAAAAAAAYME/qK9N1AZHkQ0/s1600/DSCN4095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrRLDPKPI/AAAAAAAAYME/qK9N1AZHkQ0/s400/DSCN4095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mom and Tracie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrRWiDpXI/AAAAAAAAYMM/IU8BrvoxhIU/s1600/DSCN4099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrRWiDpXI/AAAAAAAAYMM/IU8BrvoxhIU/s400/DSCN4099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Tracie and Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrRSADzsI/AAAAAAAAYMU/DDqUHS-Fxhg/s1600/DSCN4103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrRSADzsI/AAAAAAAAYMU/DDqUHS-Fxhg/s400/DSCN4103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Macen, Kim and Tracie.....we had such a blast!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-1756117073510925789?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1756117073510925789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=1756117073510925789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1756117073510925789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/1756117073510925789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-shoot.html' title='After the shoot!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUrQ0ndc4I/AAAAAAAAYL8/wUMOoNCQzB0/s72-c/DSCN4105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-186628803677512529</id><published>2011-01-17T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:52:57.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' out at "the Rocks!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUqthEP0SI/AAAAAAAAYLc/ZltL4wjsaBQ/s1600/DSCN4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUqthEP0SI/AAAAAAAAYLc/ZltL4wjsaBQ/s400/DSCN4110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Macen my love...He nad his cousin climbed all over the rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUqt2fOYaI/AAAAAAAAYLk/qL9t-CuqmJM/s1600/DSCN4112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUqt2fOYaI/AAAAAAAAYLk/qL9t-CuqmJM/s400/DSCN4112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Maddie..she's becoming quite the wonderful little lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUqtxnGmJI/AAAAAAAAYLs/iWgc-dWjadQ/s1600/DSCN4114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUqtxnGmJI/AAAAAAAAYLs/iWgc-dWjadQ/s400/DSCN4114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Macen..goof ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUquMA36_I/AAAAAAAAYL0/JcWrxr_Nc_s/s1600/DSCN4100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUquMA36_I/AAAAAAAAYL0/JcWrxr_Nc_s/s400/DSCN4100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;And yes, my dad was there..we didn't leave him home...even though by the end of the day he was wishing we had!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-186628803677512529?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/186628803677512529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=186628803677512529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/186628803677512529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/186628803677512529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/hangin-out-at-rocks.html' title='Hangin&apos; out at &quot;the Rocks!&quot;'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUqthEP0SI/AAAAAAAAYLc/ZltL4wjsaBQ/s72-c/DSCN4110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-4660694780278120718</id><published>2011-01-17T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:49:36.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp7eouATI/AAAAAAAAYK8/ivdk1EYYBb0/s1600/DSCN4104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp7eouATI/AAAAAAAAYK8/ivdk1EYYBb0/s400/DSCN4104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;These are the views from the Red Rocks! Pretty huh? The beautiful St. George Temple..center of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp7oVGelI/AAAAAAAAYLE/wGZmfdXJNfo/s1600/DSCN4107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp7oVGelI/AAAAAAAAYLE/wGZmfdXJNfo/s400/DSCN4107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The Mountain that Grant and I got married on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp7h3fHWI/AAAAAAAAYLM/kHgoaiKRLjA/s1600/DSCN4096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp7h3fHWI/AAAAAAAAYLM/kHgoaiKRLjA/s400/DSCN4096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The place where Grant and I "hung out" while getting to know each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp78FI5OI/AAAAAAAAYLU/e05F8gW5Ysk/s1600/DSCN4109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp78FI5OI/AAAAAAAAYLU/e05F8gW5Ysk/s400/DSCN4109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Another view of this amazing town I live in!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-4660694780278120718?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4660694780278120718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=4660694780278120718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4660694780278120718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/4660694780278120718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/red-rocks.html' title='The Red Rocks'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUp7eouATI/AAAAAAAAYK8/ivdk1EYYBb0/s72-c/DSCN4104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-6963107590293866425</id><published>2011-01-17T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:46:07.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUpHUP45WI/AAAAAAAAYKk/lsBT3s4F0YU/s1600/DSCN4085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUpHUP45WI/AAAAAAAAYKk/lsBT3s4F0YU/s400/DSCN4085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Because my Sister Kim lives so far away, and we were all finally together, we went to the Red Rocks of St. George and had our pictures taken. (These are my pictures, we had a real photographer do the good ones) Hers's my sister Kim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUpHvYCPkI/AAAAAAAAYKs/nU9E64IPFiY/s1600/DSCN4088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUpHvYCPkI/AAAAAAAAYKs/nU9E64IPFiY/s400/DSCN4088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;My mom and Tracie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUpH_eg7jI/AAAAAAAAYK0/8cc_fQwnCAg/s1600/DSCN4093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUpH_eg7jI/AAAAAAAAYK0/8cc_fQwnCAg/s400/DSCN4093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;My mom and me!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-6963107590293866425?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6963107590293866425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=6963107590293866425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6963107590293866425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/6963107590293866425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/picture-time.html' title='Picture time'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUpHUP45WI/AAAAAAAAYKk/lsBT3s4F0YU/s72-c/DSCN4085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607927560808185849.post-8681816892446140848</id><published>2011-01-17T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:43:34.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wadley day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUohO_Xk0I/AAAAAAAAYKM/skE_hk2yNvM/s1600/DSCN4075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUohO_Xk0I/AAAAAAAAYKM/skE_hk2yNvM/s400/DSCN4075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This past Saturday, all 4 Wadley women were in St. George. My sister Kim (and Maddie) My sister Tracie, my mom and I (along with Macen) decided to make the most of having us all together. We started the day by having Mani-Pedi's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUohFVA_jI/AAAAAAAAYKU/ondV0jqIy0w/s1600/DSCN4076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUohFVA_jI/AAAAAAAAYKU/ondV0jqIy0w/s400/DSCN4076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUohXa9kzI/AAAAAAAAYKc/-4-VgY97N-U/s1600/DSCN4079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUohXa9kzI/AAAAAAAAYKc/-4-VgY97N-U/s400/DSCN4079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Macen even got to get in on the fun by having his first pedicure! He loved it!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607927560808185849-8681816892446140848?l=caufieldclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8681816892446140848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607927560808185849&amp;postID=8681816892446140848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8681816892446140848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607927560808185849/posts/default/8681816892446140848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caufieldclan.blogspot.com/2011/01/wadley-day.html' title='Wadley day!'/><author><name>Macen and Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09058323348940884940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDthGOr0DSk/TyG-QsbdawI/AAAAAAAAcl4/USJ1YxPkf4M/s220/MJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wyPgrSqrm8w/TTUohO_Xk0I/AAAAAAAAYKM/skE_hk2yNvM/s72-c/DSCN4075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
