<?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-4238089180790780184</id><updated>2012-01-26T13:37:35.910-08:00</updated><category term='This is the Blue Song and it is SSSSOOOO funny'/><category term='We will all miss Buddy'/><category term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Twirl Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-8384428714077578764</id><published>2009-07-11T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:09:06.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was little I loved to watch Free Willy when I was at my Grammas. Well after the movie was over this song always played and I would try to sing along, and I really liked the song. So after Michael Jackson died Erin told me that the song at the end of Free Willy was by Michael Jackson. I was so happy to find it so I thought that I would post it on here................ Hope you enjoy.  Oh and by the way it is called Will you be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/33XPuLXJ6p0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/33XPuLXJ6p0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-8384428714077578764?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/8384428714077578764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=8384428714077578764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/8384428714077578764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/8384428714077578764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-8037705307993881615</id><published>2009-05-26T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:50:22.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BC3auAXGWQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BC3auAXGWQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-8037705307993881615?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/8037705307993881615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=8037705307993881615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/8037705307993881615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/8037705307993881615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-4854880596427923326</id><published>2009-05-18T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:05:57.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Before the Dance pictures</title><content type='html'>Before the Dance Thaddeus called me and said that he was going to the dance, but that his mother wanted to take pictures of us before we went. I got over there at about 6:30p.m. and the dance started at 7:00p.m. I thought oh you know they all are going to just take some pictures and then we will leave. No we got their Mama Lily gave me one of her necklaces to wear and put some blush on me and then we got to taking the pictures. It was a blast. I loved getting the pictures taken, and my mom said for me just to wait because we will just be doing this again in a couple of years for prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is my favorite one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG98mOb5gI/AAAAAAAAAE8/E9ooienB2bQ/s1600-h/PICT0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337255882161645058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG98mOb5gI/AAAAAAAAAE8/E9ooienB2bQ/s200/PICT0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337256842178562898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG-0ekTi1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/-7Jhu_1p6n8/s200/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337257233367171346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG_LP28ARI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DmNF01gbGYw/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here is the last and final one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337258049301899282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG_6vc76BI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_9ewZA6TiQk/s200/PICT0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-4854880596427923326?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/4854880596427923326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=4854880596427923326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4854880596427923326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4854880596427923326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2009/05/before-dance-pictures.html' title='The Before the Dance pictures'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG98mOb5gI/AAAAAAAAAE8/E9ooienB2bQ/s72-c/PICT0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-3523854534143069921</id><published>2009-05-18T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:50:24.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had decided to go to my Junior High School Dance. I went and Tina did my hair in an updo. I was beautiful. These are some of the before and after pictures of my hair.                                   &lt;br /&gt;           Before    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG5d3BsS2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/KWY8ublC9iw/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG5d3BsS2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/KWY8ublC9iw/s200/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337250956049140578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     After  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG56pa0xRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zKB4t4Hgu5I/s1600-h/PICT0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG56pa0xRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zKB4t4Hgu5I/s200/PICT0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337251450612663570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  In the end I had two French braids, two knots(that tina put in on purpose), a lot of curls, A LOT of hair spray, and 31 bobbie pins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-3523854534143069921?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/3523854534143069921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=3523854534143069921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/3523854534143069921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/3523854534143069921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-decided-to-go-to-my-junior-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/ShG5d3BsS2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/KWY8ublC9iw/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-4222519136862100325</id><published>2009-03-04T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:13:14.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-4222519136862100325?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/4222519136862100325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=4222519136862100325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4222519136862100325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4222519136862100325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2009/03/param-namemovie-value.html' title=''/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-7194321518050634918</id><published>2009-01-19T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:35:41.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you may not know!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some things are just kept a secret.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all may know my mom put up pictures of all of us playing outside with the dog (Mr.drool.) But what you may not know is that two of the other dogs were out there with us. So far you know that Sherman was out there, but out there was also Lucy and Charlie (if you do not know who charlie is look and my blog picture when i post comments and you will see.) Lucy was out there having fun until Sherman came out and had to ruin it. Charlie came out with Lucy but then went right back inside because it was to COLD for him. I do not have a picture of charlie but here is an idea of what he looked like outside.............Picture an all white 5.5lb long-haired dog with a yellow and blue D.C. sweater on and a Blue Rain coat on Shivering like it was -1,000,000 outside. He is a little dog  so he does not like the cold very much. As you may also know he has a son who is a short haired chihuahua and is 10.5lbs and does not like the cold either so he didn't go outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you now know what you didn't know!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-7194321518050634918?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/7194321518050634918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=7194321518050634918' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/7194321518050634918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/7194321518050634918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-you-may-not-know.html' title='What you may not know!!'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-4199311029969577355</id><published>2008-12-16T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:11:01.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm playing along with Shaggabear and Rachel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The things I've done are in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Started your own blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. Played in a band (School)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland/world (really want to!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a praying mantis&lt;br /&gt;10. Sang a solo&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;41&lt;/span&gt;. Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Kissed in the rain (my Dad or Mom)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in Lon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Owned a cell phone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Want to play along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Copy and paste and leave me a comment so I know you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-4199311029969577355?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/4199311029969577355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=4199311029969577355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4199311029969577355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4199311029969577355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-you-ever-have-you-ever-im-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-7856834932514443338</id><published>2008-12-15T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:07:41.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How we got our dogs</title><content type='html'>As you may or may not know I have four dogs. I have a seven almost eight year old Miniature collie Lucy(actual breed name Shetland Sheepdog), a three year old Long-Haired Chihuahua Charlie, a two year old Short-haired chihuahua(short-haired is long-haired son)Junior , and a two year old bassett hound Sherman. &lt;br /&gt;     We wanted a family dog so we got Lucy and had her for about three or four years. Then my cat died and I wanted an animal for me to play with. &lt;br /&gt;     My Aunt and Uncle live in Indiana and they said that the person they got their Chihuahua from just had another litter of puppies. So we payed for him and then they brought him to us. That is how I hot Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;     know on to Junior. I do not know if any of you know the krills but their female Chihuahua was in heat and so we took Charlie over their a couple of times.  She was pregnant with three puppies but only two survived. So we got one and the krills took the other one.&lt;br /&gt;     You may or may not know my friend Janna. Her mom's boss's sister had just gotten divorced and they had to go through custody for the dgo and she got the dog. But then they both moved to apartments that they couldn't have dogs so he was sent up here. So from then on we got him and have had him for about three to four months. That is how we got sherman. That is how we got all four of our dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-7856834932514443338?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/7856834932514443338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=7856834932514443338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/7856834932514443338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/7856834932514443338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-we-got-our-dogs.html' title='How we got our dogs'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-6793424563907677581</id><published>2008-11-23T15:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:36:03.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is So hard</title><content type='html'>Today started that Erin and I can't say any bodily function words or say the word Reba or anything that has to do with Reba. If we can go without saying anything by Wednesday we get a $10.00 gift certificate to Sheri's. To make it fair we divided it up and I get $5.00 and Erin gets $5.00. Also if we say one of those words then that is $1.00 off of our gift certificate. As of right now(November 23, 2008) I have $4.00 and Erin has $4.00. It is so difficult. There is one positive though, we can say the words all we want when we aren't around them. We are so happy about that. We only have 2 more days left and I think we can do it. It has been very difficult but we are hanging in there. But I know this is to build character in me and Erin and self-control (thanks Miss Kathy) Well that is all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-6793424563907677581?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/6793424563907677581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=6793424563907677581' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/6793424563907677581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/6793424563907677581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-so-hard.html' title='It Is So hard'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-8324861992602923355</id><published>2008-11-03T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:02:14.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thaddeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;No I do not have a picture but I wish I did. The other day at school Thaddeus asked a girl if he could borrow her wig. Of course she said YES. I came into Choir class and Thaddeus had a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;BRIGHT PINK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;wig on. All of Choir class I could not sing, the only thing I could do was laugh. And knowing Thaddeus I knew that he would really look funny. A lot of people told him that he would make a really cute girl. Just imagine a girl with hair cut right at the ears and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;BRIGHT PINK&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt; wig on. It is kind of hard to imagine that. I told him that Erin would not really take it seriously that she would laugh at it. Well I hope that you can get the picture in your head because I can not get it out of mine. (Not that it is a bad picture to have in your mind).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-8324861992602923355?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/8324861992602923355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=8324861992602923355' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/8324861992602923355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/8324861992602923355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/11/thaddeus.html' title='Thaddeus'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-157808848464381267</id><published>2008-11-01T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:34:23.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherman and Daddy and Sherman again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/SQz3_2ER4AI/AAAAAAAAACY/d8I6fjjyQWo/s1600-h/gary+and+sherman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263854740706549762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/SQz3_2ER4AI/AAAAAAAAACY/d8I6fjjyQWo/s200/gary+and+sherman.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/SQ0Akr19F_I/AAAAAAAAACg/sUb2dItpqkc/s1600-h/1031082001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263864169710295026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/SQ0Akr19F_I/AAAAAAAAACg/sUb2dItpqkc/s200/1031082001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Both of these pitures are of Sherman. No we do not let Sherman's hair grow wildly. The first picture is of Dad and Sherman. He was happy that he got to keep the dog that he wanted this picture taken. He said that it was to show that we finally have a dog that fits his personality. He really does. Really the only thing that Sherman does is sleep. We have a picture of Dad and Sherman sleeping while me and Erin work outside. Now we are on to the Second picture. Thaddeus was over at our house to eat dinner with us. Before he left he took Princesses Hannah Montana wig and put it on Sherman. He told Sherman that he was to cutest girl ever. Then I said the word "HE" and Thaddeus took the wig off and told Sherman that he was the ugliest girl ever. Everybody thought that it was funny so I decided to put it on the blogspot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-157808848464381267?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/157808848464381267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=157808848464381267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/157808848464381267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/157808848464381267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/11/sherman-and-daddy-and-sherman-again.html' title='Sherman and Daddy and Sherman again'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/SQz3_2ER4AI/AAAAAAAAACY/d8I6fjjyQWo/s72-c/gary+and+sherman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-6252733310839571289</id><published>2008-08-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:13:36.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush by David Archuleta sung by the Chipmunks</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MPjzqeK5tHM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MPjzqeK5tHM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-6252733310839571289?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/6252733310839571289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=6252733310839571289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/6252733310839571289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/6252733310839571289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='Crush by David Archuleta sung by the Chipmunks'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-7524414916224782956</id><published>2008-08-12T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:31:58.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherman</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We just got a new dog. This will be the fourth dog that we have. His name is Sherman. He is a basset hound. He loves to drool. Sherman is a really doppy dog. There are only a few things that he does. One is he only knows how to sit. Two he drools. Three lays around all over the place. And lastly four eat sleep and not go to the bathroom in the house. Other than that he is the best dog you could ever have because he is NOT mean like Charlie. Also because the only thing he does is lay around and drool and lay around. There is your update on our animal lover life!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-7524414916224782956?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/7524414916224782956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=7524414916224782956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/7524414916224782956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/7524414916224782956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/08/sherman.html' title='Sherman'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-6463672049648910246</id><published>2008-04-27T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:06:04.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Charlie My Dog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#ff0000;" &gt;Charlie is a long-haired Chihuahua. As some of you may know he has a little bit of a temper. When he is around people that he knows he is the sweetest thing in the world. From day 1 Charlie has always liked Destiny. He has NEVER tried to bite her. For some reson he doesn't really likie anybody else. I will try to find a picture of him to put on here. He looks like the Dog in the picture when I leave comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-6463672049648910246?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/6463672049648910246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=6463672049648910246' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/6463672049648910246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/6463672049648910246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/04/charlie-my-dog.html' title='Charlie My Dog!'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-4804614921940136101</id><published>2008-02-28T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:56:34.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baton Twirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GAS3NRYiLiI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GAS3NRYiLiI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is amazing she is sooo good....I love baton and am good but nit as good as her!!!WOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-4804614921940136101?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/4804614921940136101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=4804614921940136101' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4804614921940136101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/4804614921940136101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/02/baton-twirl.html' title='Baton Twirl'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-408289456426886975</id><published>2008-02-28T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:06:59.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We will all miss Buddy'/><title type='text'>So very sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We are all very sad.....Buddy the dog is GONE. My dad took him on February 28,2008. He was a good dog but he drove everybody nuts and out of there minds. We had him for 9 very long,wonderful,and dreadful months. Little Dude took it a little harder than everybody else but he is ok know. It didn't really hit me a don't really takes things hard. I was happy but then again I was sad. HE was an Irish Setter Beagle Mix. BIG Dog. He was 9 months but stood about 2 feet on all fours. He stood about 4 1/2 feet tall on just two almost doubled his size. He is in Upper Sandusky. It is about and hour and a half away from here. We will all mis him but the Good thing is we can call and check up on him every week!!!!&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-408289456426886975?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/408289456426886975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=408289456426886975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/408289456426886975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/408289456426886975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-very-sad.html' title='So very sad'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-1784815598505127817</id><published>2008-02-27T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:39:09.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick and the Marines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/R8WB9TmixgI/AAAAAAAAABM/g4xxifpLTmI/s1600-h/Nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171682637338822146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/R8WB9TmixgI/AAAAAAAAABM/g4xxifpLTmI/s320/Nick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is Nick. He is in the Marines. He is Currently in Japan for 2 years. Nick is Janna's Brother. He showed us how they have to fold things and they roll up EVERYTHING into their socks weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-1784815598505127817?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/1784815598505127817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=1784815598505127817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/1784815598505127817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/1784815598505127817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/02/nick-and-marines_27.html' title='Nick and the Marines'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/R8WB9TmixgI/AAAAAAAAABM/g4xxifpLTmI/s72-c/Nick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-3331323167023551206</id><published>2008-02-27T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:07:54.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALOT of Snow in February</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This might sound weird to some people but we have about 5-6 inches of snow otuside. The other weird thing is it is the middle of February. Some people are thinking it's February there is supposed to be snow.......well we don't normaly have snow in the middle of February. But in other cases it is GOOD because 1.We haven't had school for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;2.It is beautiful outside.&lt;br /&gt;We all have been shovleling nonstop for 2 days......but here I am in the house writing this. I was told I didn't have to go outside. YEAH! WOO! HOO! When there is ALOT of snow all of the family likes to veg. But we ahve had so much snow that we can't we have been shovling. Well that concludes my story of our Snow!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-3331323167023551206?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/3331323167023551206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=3331323167023551206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/3331323167023551206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/3331323167023551206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2008/02/alot-of-snow-in-february.html' title='ALOT of Snow in February'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238089180790780184.post-3966351779055981674</id><published>2007-12-29T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T19:11:36.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This is the Blue Song and it is SSSSOOOO funny'/><title type='text'>Blue Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TEXZPIwOzfk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TEXZPIwOzfk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238089180790780184-3966351779055981674?l=twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/feeds/3966351779055981674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4238089180790780184&amp;postID=3966351779055981674' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/3966351779055981674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238089180790780184/posts/default/3966351779055981674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlgirl1995.blogspot.com/2007/12/blue-song_29.html' title='Blue Song'/><author><name>Twirl Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15929988913652289903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLqHrEwaOb0/Sddo_MlgTvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qo3YLngOsEw/S220/Emily_Charlie_Junior1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
